Reborn and fleeing for his life, he unexpectedly knocks on the door of the prince of Beijing's

Wen Shengsheng had always thought she had been shot, but during her recovery she learned that she hadn't, it was just a common scratch.

Although it hurts quite a bit and looks rather scary, it's actually not serious.

Xie Yi even found her a plastic surgeon so that she wouldn't have a scar on her back.

She was discharged from the hospital in a hurry after staying for less than a week.

There is no other reason.

She was hospitalized for a week, and Gong Xiaochen didn't visit her even once.

In the first few days, I was able to contact him occasionally by phone and WeChat.

After that, they simply disappeared; they wouldn't answer calls or reply to messages.

He got angry that day at Fenghua Guoyuan, and Wen Shengsheng kept trying to explain to him, sending him many messages.

Unfortunately, the young master may really be angry this time.

I just ignore her.

Therefore, Wen Shengsheng had no choice but to be discharged from the hospital and go home as soon as possible.

Today is a working day.

Gong Xiaochen usually has a lot of social engagements, but he is not a very playful person. On the contrary, he is quite a homebody except for necessary matters.

Therefore, there is a very high chance that he will be home at night.

After taking a deep breath, Wen Shengsheng pushed open the villa door.

She had imagined many scenarios, but the sight of the villa still made her heart sink.

The entire villa was empty and quiet, and Wen Shengsheng could hear her own breathing and heartbeat.

The usually spotless desktop now has a rare speck of dust.

It's not hard to guess that no one has lived here for many days.

A bad feeling suddenly welled up in my heart.

Wen Shengsheng picked up the phone and called Chen Ze.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered; it was quite noisy on Chen Ze's end.

Wen Shengsheng cut to the chase, "Chen Ze, are you with Gong Xiaochen? I haven't been able to contact him for several days, and he's not home either. Could something have happened to him?"

"Young Master Gong is very kind. We've come to Haicheng on a business trip."

"Haicheng!?" Wen Shengsheng asked in surprise. "Was he there to deal with the Su family's affairs? Are you sure he's alright?"

"It's really nothing, Miss Wen, don't worry."

"Then why doesn't he contact me?"

Chen Ze paused, his tone hesitant, "You know the Su family's affairs are quite troublesome, and Young Master Gong is also very busy..."

"..."

That lame excuse...

Even if Wen Shengsheng were slow-witted, she would understand, "He's deliberately avoiding me? He doesn't want to see me, does he...?"

"Uh..." Chen Ze felt embarrassed.

......

Between breaths.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense for several days, has finally settled down, completely and utterly.

Wen Shengsheng felt a bitter taste in her mouth and asked in a low voice, "When are you coming back?"

"It'll probably take a few more days. How are you feeling?" Chen Ze asked in return.

"I'm fine now. I just got out of the hospital today. I couldn't find you when I got home, so I called you..."

"Okay, it's alright."

"Then please be careful and remember to contact me if anything happens."

"OK..."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Shengsheng sent Gong Xiaochen a few more messages.

Then I sat blankly on the sofa in the living room waiting for a message until it was completely dark and the entire living room was plunged into a dark and silent atmosphere.

She did not receive any information.

She stared blankly at the night outside the window.

Why was she so angry this time? She had clearly explained everything to Xi Yu, and had also sent a message to Gong Xiaochen explaining the whole situation...

why...

Since they met, Gong Xiaochen has never been so indifferent to her.

Surely it's not because of this that he dislikes her...

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became. This uncertainty left Wen Shengsheng feeling uneasy, her heart hanging in the air.

She didn't like to sit idly by and wait for death; she wanted to get to the bottom of things.

Wen Shengsheng called Gong Xiaochen again.

The dial tone lasted for a full forty or fifty seconds, but the other end of the phone remained as still as a stagnant pool.

Wen Shengsheng closed her eyes wearily and gave up on contacting him.

Was his trip to Haicheng really to handle matters concerning the Su family? Or was he deliberately avoiding her...?

Only at this moment did Wen Shengsheng realize how terrifying emotional abuse can be.

The feeling of being slowly cut like a knife is truly suffocating.

But then, in the next moment, hope will rise again without you realizing it, and neither sadness nor disappointment can completely overwhelm you.

......

Not wanting to face the entire villa alone, Wen Shengsheng canceled her leave and returned to work the next day.

All of Wen Shengsheng's colleagues were used to her taking sick leave, and she would come in every now and then.

Whether it was a genuine sick leave or a fake one, no one bothered to find out.

Nobody would go looking for trouble with the boss's girlfriend.

However, he always smiled when he looked at Wen Shengsheng.

Wen Shengsheng looked embarrassed.

Fortunately, after returning to work, she quickly got back into work mode and started working on the online jewelry project.

This project is not large in scale, so the pace is fast, and it has already entered the contract signing stage.

On the third day after returning to work, Wen Shengsheng went to Yunshang Jewelry with Ba Wen.

Cheng Zhiyun personally received everyone.

We were busy until noon before the contract was finally finalized.

As is customary, Mr. Cheng would host a lunch for the project team.

However, Wen Shengsheng had some personal matters to attend to, so she quietly slipped away along the path, preparing to return to the company.

"You seem quite pleased with yourself now, Miss Cheng."

Just as I reached the stairwell, a mocking voice suddenly came from below.

Wen Shengsheng didn't want to pay much attention, but the voice did sound somewhat familiar.

And Miss Cheng...

Who could it be?

"What's wrong? Is Young Master Gong jealous?" Cheng Zhiyun's tone was not as calm as usual, but contained a hint of provocation.

Do you want me to be jealous? Hmm?

"No, I don't like to be overly concerned about a man's feelings."

"Really? You still enjoy saying one thing and meaning another..."

The man's voice was low and husky in the stairwell, carrying a hint of ambiguous lingering.

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of a woman panting and a man's suppressed voice rose and fell in turn.

Wen Shengsheng cautiously peeked out and, through the gap between the stairs, saw two figures intertwined.

Cheng Zhiyun and Gong Xiaohan...

Good heavens, what kind of commotion is this...?

She took a deep breath, then shrank back like a quail, tiptoed out of the stairwell, and decided to take the elevator instead.

On the way back, she sorted out her thoughts.

They may have had a relationship while they were abroad.

The quiet bar in the cloud that day was the best example.

Gong Xiaohan probably went to find Cheng Zhiyun.

But Wen Shengsheng was puzzled. The two of them sounded quite ambiguous in their tone just now, so why didn't they clarify their relationship?

If they could be together openly and honestly, wouldn't Cheng Zhiyun be spared the arranged marriage?

With that thought in mind, Wen Shengsheng had already arrived at the company.

After eating some food at the cafeteria, she returned to her workstation, ignoring the matter, and instead took out the yarn and bamboo knitting needles from her drawer.

As the weather grew colder, she decided to knit a scarf for the still angry Crown Prince.

She spent a long time choosing materials and colors, and finally decided to give up black and use dark red instead.

Then, a separate "臣" character is woven at the bottom of the scarf, making it his exclusive scarf.

I wonder if he'll calm down when he sees the scarf after he comes back from Haicheng.

It's being woven.

Didi...

A message came from an unknown number.

【Sheng Sheng, I'm your uncle.】

[We've been dealing with Ren Su's funeral arrangements these past few days. Could you come to the company on Friday evening? There are some things I'd like to discuss with you.]