"Mom, you don't believe me?" Xie Wanqing's eyelashes trembled as she looked at Ran Lian, hurt, "I didn't."
"Then show us the consumption records."
Xie Wanqing suddenly looked at Wen Zhiyan, "Fourth Brother, why are you targeting me?"
"Am I not proving your innocence?" Wen Zhiyan's lips curved upwards, but there was no trace of coldness in his eyes. "As long as you show the consumption records, everything will be clear."
Xie Wanqing gritted her teeth. Just as she was about to say something, her eyes lit up, and then she looked towards the doorway with tears welling up, "Zhiyu, you're here."
"Second Brother?"
Wen Zhiyu nodded at Wen Zhiyan, "What's wrong? Why is she crying?"
Wen Zhiyan briefly recounted what had happened.
Wen Zhiyu looked at Xie Wanqing.
Xie Wanqing stiffened, still shaking her head, "This matter has nothing to do with me. Zhiyu, you have to believe me. I admit I gave Xiang Ling money, but that's because I ran into her and learned from her that her father was forcing her to marry a sixty-year-old man. I just pitied her, so I wanted to help her. I really didn't mean anything else."
"Wanqing, didn't you just say…"
"Mom, I'm sorry. It's mainly because Xiang Ling is very proud. If I were to spread this around, it would definitely be a blow to her."
How absurd, how weak and unconvincing that statement was.
Yet, Ran Lian believed it.
"Wen Zhiyan, you don't need to say anymore. I believe Wanqing. Wanqing is such a kind child. She's so good to An'an, you're not blind, you can see it yourself. Such a good girl, how could she hurt someone?"
Wen Zhiyan clenched his fists, "You don't believe me?"
Ran Lian said nothing.
"It's okay, we'll find evidence." Wen Zhiyan pushed his wheelchair and turned to leave.
"Wanqing, can you come out for a moment?"
Xie Wanqing looked at Ran Lian. Seeing her nod, she happily followed Wen Zhiyu away.
The service corridor.
A crisp sound rang out.
Xie Wanqing covered her face, looking at the elegant young man in front of her in disbelief, "You hit me?"
"Why can't I hit you?" Wen Zhiyu tidied his clothes. "Who told you to touch An'an?"
"I, I made it very clear in the ward just now. This matter really has nothing to do with me. Why don't you believe me?" Xie Wanqing's tears fell. "Or does it mean that in your heart, I've always been someone who stops at nothing?"
Wen Zhiyu looked at Xie Wanqing helplessly, "I've told you many times, you don't have to do this."
"Why? This is what they owe you. The Wen family should rightfully be yours." Xie Wanqing's eyes were red, and she looked stubbornly at Wen Zhiyu, "You're so talented, why should you be made to paint? This isn't what you should be doing."
"You shouldn't have hurt An'an."
"I didn't." Xie Wanqing shook her head and subconsciously reached out to grab Wen Zhiyu. "This has nothing to do with me. I just felt sorry for her and thought that since she and I were friends, I wanted to save her from her misery. An'an is so cute, how could I possibly hurt An'an?"
"Zhiyan…"
"He's lying. He's trying to frame me. He acts so well-behaved in front of you all, but I'm telling you, Wen Zhiyan is very wicked. He's doing this on purpose."
"Zhiyu, you know I've always had you in my heart." Seeing that he didn't shake her off, Xie Wanqing became even more brazen, hugging him. "I'm doing all this for you."
A deep glint flashed in Wen Zhiyu's eyes. He said nothing.
Downstairs, Wen Zhiyan leaned against the wall, lost in thought for a long time.
"Zhiyu, we should go back to the ward. If we're late, Mom will be unhappy."
"I don't love you."
The smile on Xie Wanqing's face froze. "It's okay, as long as I love you, that's enough. I don't ask for much."
Wen Zhiyu was her destined one. He had saved her twice.
She thought that Zhiyu liked no one right now, and perhaps if she stayed by his side for a while longer and helped him with anything she could, she might be able to enter his heart.
It's okay, it's okay.
She believed she could wait for that time.
"Sorry, does it hurt? I was just worried about An'an."
"No, it doesn't." Xie Wanqing shook her head vigorously. "This is my fault for not explaining things to you clearly. From now on, I'll tell you everything."
"Let's go."
"Yes, yes, Zhiyu, after we see Mom and eat, we'll go home."
Wen Zhiyu's gaze paused for a moment before he followed Xie Wanqing away.
The corridor fell into silence.
"Master Wen."
"Let's go."
Xin Xuanlai hesitated, but still started the car and drove away.
"Send people to keep a close eye on Xie Wanqing." Wen Zhiyan closed his eyes and rested for a while before continuing, "And Second Brother too."
Xin Xuanlai blinked, doubting if his ears had misheard.
Master Wen suspected both of his brothers?
"What's wrong?"
Xin Xuanlai hesitated, "Why do we need to monitor Second Master?"
He felt that Second Master was quite good.
"Protection."
"You mean?" Xin Xuanlai started to say, but then saw Wen Zhiyan close his eyes through the rearview mirror and drove on quietly without speaking.
"I'm back."
Wen Zhiyan hugged Fang Miaomiao. "Let me hold you for a while, okay?"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly missed you."
"You've only been gone a few hours."
"But, I just missed you." Wen Zhiyan hugged Fang Miaomiao stubbornly.
"Alright, alright." Fang Miaomiao was amused. "Did Mother scold you? Then I'll cook tonight."
"No need, I'll do it."
They chatted back and forth.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zhiyan finally let go of Fang Miaomiao. "When I went to see Mother, I saw Xie Wanqing. I directly told Mother about the matter between Xie Wanqing and Xiang Ling."
Fang Miaomiao was silent for a moment. "She believed you at first, then Xie Wanqing made some excuses, and Mother believed her?"
Wen Zhiyan nodded, his eyes filled with confusion. "Doesn't she like An'an very much?"
Why did Mother side with the perpetrator when An'an was being bullied?
"Because we don't have any evidence." Fang Miaomiao sneered. "Right now, we're in a state where no one will believe us."
No matter what, no one would believe them.
Mm…
No, the police would.
Wen Zhiyan remained silent.
"Investigate. We can only continue to investigate and hand over the evidence to the police."
Police: "…………"
Thank you, I'm so busy.
"You're good at comforting people."
Fang Miaomiao shrugged. "This isn't comforting, it's the truth."
It was just that tragic.
Wen Zhiyan stroked Fang Miaomiao's head, still suppressing the thought of suspecting his second brother.
In his subconscious, he still felt that this matter had nothing to do with his second brother.
Second Brother was the one who doted on him the most besides Big Brother. Perhaps all of this was the control of heaven, making him do things he didn't even know about.