Wen Zhiyan froze upon hearing this, did this little monster believe him? A scorching hot current flowed into his heart, warming his internal organs.
He looked at the monster who had appeared out of nowhere, his fingers slightly curling. He couldn't help but gently stroke the top of her head.
"Right, Wen Zhiyan," Fang Miaomiao felt the warmth on her head and trembled deep inside. She subconsciously changed the subject, "What was that document your assistant gave you earlier?"
Was it really just one document that Chen Cai would willingly give up five percent of his shares for? Did capitalists in novels have money that easy to get?
"Just some dirty business," Wen Zhiyan said lightly, giving Xin Xuanlai in the front passenger seat a look. "If you want to see it, just ask Xin Xuanlai."
Xin Xuanlai immediately handed over the document he was holding. "Madam, please take a look."
"Thank you."
After reading the words on the document, Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan beside her with a complicated expression. "Is all this true?"
"It's only less, not more."
Fang Miaomiao was confused, very confused.
She hadn't extracted any fragments of a conflict with Shen Jiani from the original owner's memories, and she didn't seem to have had any conflict with Shen Jiani on the show either.
So, why would Shen Jiani target her?
She couldn't understand.
On the document, she even saw that Shen Jiani had given a large sum of money to someone who had a significant conflict with her at the zoo.
Perhaps, if Wen Zhiyan hadn't intercepted her, she didn't know how much worse she would have been slandered.
"Not everyone can understand the way some people think," Wen Zhiyan said, seeing Fang Miaomiao's confusion.
Fang Miaomiao nodded thoughtfully, "What will happen to Shen Jiani later?"
"I'm not sure. Chen Cai essentially bought the bad things I found out Shen Jiani did to you with that five percent of shares," Wen Zhiyan paused for a moment, then decided not to hide it. "But, Miaomiao, you know, I'm not a good person."
If he didn't spread this news, it didn't mean others wouldn't. People who do wrong must be capable of bearing the consequences.
As for Chen Cai, sigh...
Fang Miaomiao's eyelashes trembled slightly. "She did bad things, and she should bear the consequences."
"Then let's go home."
"Okay."
They were silent all the way.
But Xin Xuanlai, in the passenger seat, always felt a peculiar atmosphere between the chairman and the chairman's wife, as if they were a loving old couple who had been together for many years. Even without speaking a word, one could feel their love for each other.
Night fell, and the flashing neon lights of the tall buildings by the roadside were particularly attractive to passersby, including Fang Miaomiao.
"So beautiful," Fang Miaomiao sighed softly.
"Yes, very beautiful," Wen Zhiyan's lips curved slightly upwards.
You are looking at the scenery, yet you are also a beautiful sight in the eyes of others.
At the entrance of the apartment, under the streetlights.
A little carrot head was curled up at the door, occasionally glancing towards the intersection, looking quite desolate.
The car stopped at the door.
The little carrot head quickly stood up and ran towards the car with short legs. When he was almost beside the car, he stopped and stood up straight, his gaze fixed on the car.
Dad had told him that no matter what he did, he shouldn't let his emotions show on his face, otherwise others would easily see what he was thinking.
"You're back."
Fang Miaomiao got out of the car and saw the little fellow standing not far away. The little fellow was so cute, and coupled with the hesitant look in his eyes, she curved her lips and happily waved at him.
Seeing Fang Miaomiao smiling at him, the little fellow's mind instantly forgot his father's teachings. His body involuntarily ran towards that smile.
"Why were you waiting for us outside?" Fang Miaomiao bent down and rubbed the little fellow's head. "Aren't you afraid of bad people outside?"
Wen Yan'an shook his head. "This place is very safe."
Fang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment before she understood what Wen Yan'an meant.
The apartment they were currently living in was called Mingshan Apartment, an investment by Wen Corporation Hotels, and was known as the safest apartment complex in City A. No one was allowed to enter without a room card. Even takeout could only be left at the security desk, and security personnel would deliver it to the owner. The entire apartment complex had security patrols 24 hours a day.
Therefore, most of the residents in this apartment complex were wealthy and influential people.
"That's not okay either. You'll catch a cold at night."
Wen Yan'an thought for a moment, then nodded obediently. "Then I'll wait for you at home from now on, okay?"
While they were talking, Xin Xuanlai had already helped Wen Zhiyan from the car onto the wheelchair.
"Madam, the chairman is in your care."
Fang Miaomiao thought he had something else to do and readily agreed. "Okay, you go ahead and be busy. I'll push your chairman up."
Back at the apartment.
Because she was in a good mood, Fang Miaomiao even read a fairy tale to the little fellow for a while.
After coaxing him soundly to sleep, she went to the living room and didn't see anyone.
She assumed he had already washed up and gone to the study or bedroom.
Fang Miaomiao didn't think too much about it and went to the bathroom.
At this moment, in the study.
Wen Zhiyan, who should have been working, was looking down at the legs that had been declared "dead" by doctors. A look of surprise and disbelief appeared on his handsome, gentle face.
Earlier, when he went to the study to handle some documents, he accidentally bumped into the desk. A pain shot up from his legs.
That wasn't fake, it wasn't an illusion.
His legs had feeling at that moment.
How could this be?
Wen Zhiyan took a breath and forced himself to calm down before reaching out and pinching his thigh.
However, the imagined pain did not come.
It was as if everything just now had been an illusion.
But he knew very well that it was not an illusion.
The last time, he had had a similar feeling, though it was fleeting.
This time, the pain was significantly longer than the last.
Wen Zhiyan raised his slightly trembling hand and opened his phone.
"Hello," a muffled voice came from the other end of the line, as if the person had just woken up.
"You just got back?"
"Yeah, I'm adjusting to the time difference. What's up?"
"I need to go to the hospital for a check-up," Wen Zhiyan said calmly.
"A check-up? What's wrong? Is it serious?"
"We'll know after the check-up."
He wouldn't believe this if he weren't the one experiencing it. How could someone who was declared terminally ill suddenly have sensation? Unless it was a divine miracle.
A divine miracle. This made him think of that little monster who had appeared out of nowhere. Could it be her?
"Oh, okay. I'll be at the hospital tomorrow morning to wait for you." The person on the other end of the line lay back down. "I'll sleep now. I'll contact you again when you're at the hospital tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you for your trouble."
After hanging up, Wen Zhiyan remained lost in thought for a long time.