Night Fire Lingering

After being discharged from the hospital, Wen Yan and Luo Beiqing met up and headed straight to the hospital where Wen Muzhi was.

Wen Yonghai and Wan Yingcai had just returned from the United States and were sitting on Wen Junming's bed, showing concern for his well-being.

Wen Muzhi was absent-minded, but when he saw Wen Yan enter the room, he instinctively stiffened.

"Did I scare you?" Wen Yan asked with a curious smile.

Wen Muzhi looked at Wen Yan with a hint of subconscious fear in her eyes. She took a shallow breath and forced herself to calm down.

Wan Ying glanced at Wen Yan, but unusually remained silent.

"Yan Yan, you and Yan Ci were in danger together. Why didn't you take care of Yan Ci at the hospital? Instead, you came here alone." Wen Yonghai was very dissatisfied, feeling that his daughter had not taken good care of her son-in-law.

Wen Jun glanced at Wen Yonghai, then looked Wen Yan up and down. Seeing that she was completely unharmed except for the bandages still wrapped around her hands, he asked, "Did you have all your medical check-ups before being discharged?"

"Yeah, I'm not badly hurt," Wen Yan replied with a smile.

The boy's words weren't pleasant to hear, but he was the only person in the room who cared about Wen Yan.

"Dad, I have something I'd like to talk to you about," Wen Yan said to Wen Yonghai.

"What do you want to say?" Wan Ying was very alert, noticing her unusual attitude, and immediately put on a smiling face. "We're all family, what can't we say here?"

Wen Yan didn't mind the whole family talking together; the more people, the better.

However, she glanced at Wen Junming on the hospital bed—

She didn't want to drag Wen Junming into this mess.

"It's nothing serious. It's almost lunchtime, so let's eat and chat."

"Wen Yan, is there anything you need to avoid me from?" Wen Junming frowned, his face full of displeasure.

If they eat and chat, then it's just the few of them talking, not him, the patient.

He's usually quite dim-witted, so why is he suddenly so clever at a time like this? Wen Yan pursed her lips.

"Wen Yan, do you think I'm stupid?" Wen Junming was even more displeased.

Wen Yan: "..."

Wen Yan sighed, "Then let's talk about it here."

Let him listen if he wants!

Wen Yan looked at Wen Muzhi, her gaze carrying a hint of lust.

Wen Mu's fingers curled involuntarily as she tried to hide her panic and anger—she felt that Wen Yan was looking at her like she was teasing a dog!

"Wen Muzhi, did you know that the car you asked me to fix had brake failure?" Wen Yan asked directly, getting straight to the point.

Wen Muzhi was prepared for this and exclaimed in surprise, "What? The brakes failed?"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Wen Junming and said, "Junming, that's your car. Did you know that?"

Wen Junming was somewhat dazed, not quite reacting, with only one thought in his mind—if Wen Yan got into his car, then...

"Wen Yan, what do you mean? You suspect that Junming harmed you?" Wan Ying immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Junming, what do you want to say?" Wen Yan turned to Wen Junming and asked him.

Wen Junming's face was grim. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but for a moment he couldn't utter a single word.

"Are you thinking that since that car is yours, if something happens to me in it, you're to blame? If anyone is responsible for my life, it's you, and only you."

With each sentence Wen Yan uttered, Wen Junming's expression changed, from shock to "Yes, yes," with a hint of starlight in his eyes.

Wen Yan is so smart, she actually knows what he's thinking!

Wen Yonghai was about to defend his beloved son when he saw Wen Yan suddenly turn to Wen Muzhi and ask, "Wen Muzhi, is that what you think too?"

"Yan Yan, I believe Junming wouldn't do anything to deliberately harm you." Wen Muzhi's words were ostensibly meant to reconcile Wen Junming and Wen Yan, but in reality, they were an accusation that Wen Yan was slandering Wen Junming.

“I didn’t say Junming harmed me.” Wen Yan smiled. “What I mean is, the person behind this attempt to harm me is thinking the same thing: to frame someone else and protect herself. Don’t you agree, Wen Muzhi?”

Wen Muzhi's expression stiffened slightly: "Why are you asking me?"

Wen Yan's gentle and casual demeanor vanished, her smile fading as she asked Wen Junming, "Junming, why did you overdose on medication?"

"I had a fever, so I took some medicine from home," Wen Junming answered honestly.

"Did you take it yourself?" Wen Yan asked.

Wen Junming glanced at Wen Muzhi.

Wen Yan said directly, "You've never known to take medicine when you're sick since you were little; it was Wen Muzhi who got the medicine for you."

Wen Muzhi told him about the medicine he had given her; it was all common medicine for colds and fevers, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Wen Yan said, "These medicines are of course fine, but they have many of the same ingredients. Junming has a bad habit of thinking that if he wants the medicine to work quickly, he needs to take double the dose. He doesn't even know that some medicines are taken once a day, not three times a day."

Wen Yonghai and Wan Ying, who were standing nearby, had already changed their expressions because they knew that everything Wen Yan said was true!

"You think I deliberately harmed him?" Wen Muzhi asked as if he had suffered a great injustice. "Wen Yan, Wen Junming is my own brother!"

Wen Yan ignored her explanation and continued, "Wen Muzhi, you're the one who sent me to the hospital, you're the one who made me get the car repaired. That sports car only had minor scratches on the exterior. If I drove to the 4S shop myself or rode in the sports car with the 4S shop staff to get it repaired, then if there's an accident, it will only be traced back to Wen Junming, the car owner. Don't you think so?"

Wen Junming looked at Wen Muzhi in disbelief.

He simply couldn't believe it.

Wen Muzhi is his older sister...

"You're talking nonsense!" Wen Muzhi stood up. "Wen Yan, are you really trying to sow discord between me and my family? Haven't you hurt me enough already?"

In contrast to Wen Muzhi's agitation, Wen Yan remained remarkably calm, as if she didn't care at all about arguing with Wen Muzhi about who was right and who was wrong.

"Dad, Aunt Wan, I can't find out how Junming got into the hospital. And I have no right to interfere in this family's affairs." Wen Yan stopped there, leaving them with enough doubt.

As for the others, she believed that Wen Yonghai and Wan Ying cherished Wen Junming more than she did!

"I haven't finished speaking—the person who kidnapped me this time is Zheng Wenguang." Wen Yan paused, then asked curiously, "Wen Muzhi, when did you become acquainted with Zheng Wenguang?"

"Yan Yan is joking. Young Master Zheng is a notorious playboy. How could he possibly be familiar with me?" Wen Yan's question came at a chord, and Wen Muzhi's expression slightly lost control.

She held her injured left hand and suddenly started crying out in pain.

Wan Ying instinctively reached out to check on her, but then caught a glimpse of her son still lying in the hospital bed and froze in place.

Ignoring the chill in his heart, Wen Muzhi only wanted to escape the scene: "Dad, Mom, my hand hurts, I'll go find a doctor first."

Wen Yan strode over, trying to stop her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wen Muzhi opened the door, he was blocked by a man in a suit and tie outside.

Zhou Qi smiled and asked, "Miss Wen Muzhi, where are you going?"