"Since that's the case, could little An'an help blow on Mommy's hand, okay?" Fang Miaomiao shamelessly cooed, "Mommy's in so much pain."
Mommy's in pain?
Upon hearing this, Wen Yan'an wanted to lift Fang Miaomiao's hand, but feared his movements might be too clumsy and hurt his mother. After a moment of thought, he propped himself up on the hospital bed with both hands, lowered his head, and gently blew on the hand bandaged with gauze.
His light and careful actions made Fang Miaomiao unable to hold back a smile. She raised her other, uninjured hand and ruffled Wen Yan'an's hair. "Thank you, An'an."
"Alright, An'an, you're disturbing Miaomiao's meal."
Watching the harmonious scene between the two, Wen Zhiyan found himself inexplicably jealous.
With that thought, he subtly glanced at Xin Xuanlai, who was also smiling gleefully beside them. He used to think this fellow was quite perceptive, but now he felt he had to take that back.
He hadn't even had much time to spend with Miaomiao himself, and Xin Xuanlai had gone and brought over a major third wheel. Even though this third wheel was his own son, he still felt incredibly annoyed.
Xin Xuanlai sneezed several times. "..."
He had a feeling Mr. Wen was speaking ill of him in his mind, but he didn't dare to ask. It wasn't his fault, though. The young master was just too good at being clingy. Those eyes, so similar to Mr. Wen's, made him feel a little intimidated whenever he saw them.
Alas!
In the end, he, the hardworking employee, had to bear it all.
"What's wrong with Xin Xuanlai?"
"Nothing," Wen Zhiyan said indifferently. "I suppose he's been working hard these past few days. I'll give him a long vacation later."
Hearing this, Xin Xuanlai was deeply moved. I'm sorry, I was narrow-minded just now. I judged a gentleman with a petty mind. Our Mr. Wen is truly a great god in my heart.
Wow, his paid vacation, his island paradise, he could already see them waving to him in the distance.
"Thank you, Mr. Wen, thank you, Madam." Xin Xuanlai was almost moved to tears.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at him. "Once Madam is discharged, you can go on your holiday."
"Got it!"
Fang Miaomiao watched him run off to find a doctor, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Where did you find such a comical character?"
"I forgot," Wen Zhiyan said as he opened the insulated container. "But it's probably been a few years."
Years had passed, and this silly fellow was still as muddled as the first time he met him.
"I think his personality is quite good," Fang Miaomiao gestured for the little one to come onto her bed.
"Mommy, you can't. You need to rest," Wen Yan'an earnestly shook his head.
Wen Zhiyan glanced at Wen Yan'an. "Miaomiao, I'll have the staff bring in another bed for the ward later. He's quite restless when he sleeps and might disturb you."
Wen Yan'an looked at Wen Zhiyan with a rather innocent expression, then pouted. He slept very soundly, Daddy was lying.
"Alright," Fang Miaomiao said, torn between laughter and tears. "An'an, have you had breakfast yet?"
Wen Yan'an, sitting at the foot of the bed, obediently shook his head.
"Then eat breakfast."
After breakfast.
Xin Xuanlai, accompanied by the doctor, finally arrived.
After a series of examinations, the conclusion was that the injury was not serious and she could go home to recuperate.
This finally put Wen Zhiyan and Wen Yan'an's worried hearts at ease.
The little one also drowsily fell asleep lying next to Fang Miaomiao.
"Mr. Wen, Madam, Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang are still at the October Hotel," Xin Xuanlai said, scratching his head.
He had been busy yesterday sending people to the hospital and to their apartments, and had forgotten about the Fang family's presence.
Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan.
Wen Zhiyan's expression remained unchanged. "Last night, I happened to have some business at the October Hotel. Since I knew you were there, I planned to wait for you to return to the apartment together. Unexpectedly, I found the driver unconscious in the parking lot."
"The driver, how is he?" Fang Miaomiao asked with unease.
No wonder the driver's phone couldn't be reached last night. Shen Jiani and those three were too ruthless.
"He's fine. He was sent to the hospital and is now recuperating."
Fang Miaomiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Zhiyan continued, "So, I asked Xin Xuanlai to go to the second floor to find you, but he couldn't find any trace of you. Coupled with the fact that I saw Fang Yanhuan acting suspiciously on the surveillance footage, I suspected it had something to do with you, so I invited the three of them upstairs."
Later, they did not find any trace of Fang Miaomiao leaving, and there was an anomaly on the third floor.
Therefore, he had Xin Xuanlai go directly to the third floor and force the door open. As soon as he arrived on the third floor, he saw Fang Miaomiao being held hostage, looking disheveled and vulnerable.
At that moment, he truly wanted to destroy the few people who were bullying Miaomiao, but knowing his Miaomiao was still in their hands, he could only tell himself to be patient.
Heaven knows how much he wished he could have been the hostage instead of those people, just so they wouldn't dare to lay a single finger on Miaomiao.
Finally, fortunately, he successfully rescued his Miaomiao, and those few people were intercepted by his men along the way.
Those people, no rush, we'll take our time.
Once Miaomiao's injuries have healed, he'll send them to prison.
As for Shen Jiani...
Tsk, what a dilemma, he still hadn't figured out how to make her wish she were dead.
He also wanted to be a good person, but unfortunately, some people just loved to push his boundaries. Since that was the case, how could he be blamed? They could only blame themselves for not having eyes.
"So, Mr. Fang and the others are still at the October Hotel?" Fang Miaomiao's mouth twitched.
Honestly, she could already imagine Fang Yuan and Zhou Wenjing raging in the hotel, furious that they couldn't leave.
"Probably," Wen Zhiyan relaxed slightly. "Until this matter is cleared up, I don't think they can leave the October Hotel temporarily."
Fang Miaomiao frowned slightly. She didn't know if it was the original owner's consciousness acting up, but she had a feeling that Fang Yuan and the others were not involved in this. As for Fang Yanhuan, she couldn't be sure.
"Don't worry," Wen Zhiyan saw her frown and assumed she didn't like his solution. He immediately said, "If you're worried they're not staying well at the October Hotel, I can call them and tell them to let them leave."
Fang Miaomiao didn't miss the unease in Wen Zhiyan's eyes. She shook her head and voiced her guess, "I think Fang Yuan and the others wanted me to go there because they needed my help. As for Fang Yanhuan, I'm not sure."
She vaguely remembered that when she was exiting the elevator before, Fang Yanhuan's eyes seemed a bit complex. However, at that time, her mind was occupied with the drunken little child in her arms, so she didn't delve too deeply into the meaning of her gaze.
Wen Zhiyan's eyes flickered, and then he said gently, "Okay, I will investigate this matter. I won't let go of the person who harmed you."
Fang Miaomiao's lips curved upwards, and just as she was about to say something, there was a clatter from outside the door.
Immediately after, Xin Xuanlai entered with medical staff, pushing a folding bed.
Fang Miaomiao: "..."
She suddenly felt that Xin Xuanlai was a bit of a buzzkill.