Oh wow, what a huge drool mark!
"Brother Qi, the suit wasn't expensive, was it?" Wen Cheng rubbed her hands together.
"One hundred and eighty thousand, deducted from your salary," Wen Qi said without hesitation.
"If you don't even round down the price, are you still my Brother Qi?"
"That's definitely not right. Rounding it up, it's 150,000. If you don't have that much in your salary, deduct it from your side hustle."
Wen Cheng dared not utter a sound; in this respect, Wen Cheng was completely under her thumb.
Afterwards, Wen Qi noticed the wound on Wen Cheng's hand and gave her another severe beating. In the end, Wen Cheng tearfully had her wound bandaged by Wen Qi. If she had known it would turn out like this, she would have been better off swallowing her pride and letting Brother Qi carry her to the toilet.
That night, Wen Qi outwardly slept with Wen Cheng on the cot next to him, but in the middle of the night he got up again, specifically watching Wen Cheng's restless foot. Sure enough, the extremely active Wen Cheng rolled over and put her foot on her sick foot. She was a sleeper who was more stubborn than anyone else.
Then, Wen Qi tirelessly got up and wrapped Wen Cheng up completely, leaving only her injured foot outside, and then wrapped it again with a small blanket.
However, this "gentle approach" still made Wen Qi uneasy, so he turned his attention to the flower gift ribbon that his parents had brought and wrapped it up for Wen Cheng.
The peaceful night begins with the hardworking Brother Qi!
The next morning, when Wen Qi had finished packing and was about to leave, he saw Wen Cheng open her eyes from inside the package.
Seeing her body tightly bound by the ribbon, unable to move, it was as if she had dreamt of the time when she had just returned. The humiliating pain instantly dispelled Wen Cheng's sleepiness.
Just then, a nurse who came to check on patients knocked on the door and saw what was happening.
A man in a suit, as cold and aloof as a pine tree in winter.
Wrapped in the blankets, her eyes half-closed, a sweetheart with a pink ribbon tied to the white sheet...
Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Isn't this just my wife's book coming to life?
The icy, domineering CEO and his bodyguard, the Cinderella-like boy!
Ahhhhh, I can do it again!
Author's Note:
Thank you everyone for your continued support~ *kiss*
Chapter 62 I dare not move! I dare not move!
Wen Cheng instantly wished he could put an engine on his bed and escape from Earth; it was just too embarrassing!
Beneath the nurse's seemingly calm exterior, a turbulent storm was brewing.
"I apologize for disturbing you."
"Bang!"
The nurse quickly left and soon after they sat down, did they have anything to do with each other?
"Brother Qi!" Wen Cheng was both ashamed and angry, just like a virgin whose innocence had been defiled. He could be called lazy or a slacker by others, but he could not accept this kind of embarrassing scene. How could something that didn't happen be publicized like this!
You've made me lose face!
Wen Qi chuckled as he tied his tie, showing absolutely no consideration for Wen Cheng's fragile, glass-like heart.
"Didn't you think about your reputation when you were sleeping last night? If I hadn't tied you up, you would have crippled your leg!" he said, walking towards Wen Cheng.
Because of her injured leg, Wen Cheng couldn't wriggle out like before. She could only bounce around on the bed like a dough ball, expressing her anger.
The protest lasted less than ten seconds before Wen Qi violently suppressed it. Wen Qi leaned over and pressed down on Wen Cheng's injured foot, then on her injured shoulder, his slender body almost pressed against hers.
Their eyes met, and Wen Cheng, whose sore spot had been hit, immediately cowered and tried to hide under the covers, but Wen Qi decisively blocked her escape route.
The child is afraid...
Then Wen Qi asked in a deep voice, "Which is more important, face or health?"
"Health is the most important thing right now," Wen Cheng muttered to herself, somewhat afraid to look Wen Qi in the eye, but outwardly she still cowardly expressed what Wen Qi wanted.
"Brother Qi, can you let go now? I still want to eat breakfast." I was in a bad mood last night and only ate one bowl of rice. Now my stomach is growling at just the right time.
Hearing Wen Chengsong's soft voice, Wen Qi let go of his hand without any resistance. Before his silly younger brother could break free of his restraints, he reached out and flicked his forehead before stopping.
Wen Cheng felt like a mummy wrapped up, unable to do anything; her curly hair was about to explode with anger.
No one understands the principle of reversal better than Wen Qi. After teasing her enough, he untied Wen Cheng, gave her curly hair a thorough massage, and even went to the hospital to rent a wheelchair for her before leaving.
Wen Cheng looked at Wen Qi with a melancholy gaze: Do I look that disabled?
Wen Qi returned his gaze with the same response: You are.
In today's battle, Wen Cheng suffered a complete defeat.
Wen Qi had just left for work when Wen Yin brought breakfast for Wen Cheng. It was a nourishing soup that Aunt Li had been making since last night. It was nourishing, but a bit too nourishing, and even Wen Cheng, who had a super strong absorption ability, couldn't handle it.
"Son, there's still more than half a bowl of turtle soup left. Aunt Li made it especially for your taste. Why did you stop? And this venison is very nourishing. We don't usually eat it at home, so try some."
"No, no, no, I... I might not be able to finish all of this~" Wen Cheng's face turned rosy, feeling quite intoxicated. It was already autumn, but she was still sweating from the heat.
"Brother Qi has been quite tired lately, why don't we leave it for him to eat?" Although the master of trickery might be late, he never fails to show up.
Seeing that her son indeed couldn't eat too much, Wen Yin stopped using her supernatural powers.
"Then when your brother comes back later, tell him to go to the hospital and microwave it. We can't waste it." Sure enough, all mothers are the same.
Wen Cheng thought that the remaining two-thirds of the supplements would end up in Wen Qi's stomach, and the fear she felt this morning from being stared at by the nurses with all sorts of strange looks was finally going to pay off!
"Kid, what happened to your face? Is it cramping?"
"...No, I'm just happy at the thought of helping Brother Qi recover!"
"Oh my, Chengcheng is the most loving mother-in-law!"
After a day of lying around like a lazy bum, Wen Cheng had to admit that the wheelchair that Brother Qi left him was really useful. Whether it was going to the toilet or going out to see the scenery, once he sat in the wheelchair, kind people would often come to push him!
Here, Wen Cheng had just enjoyed the feeling of driving a wheelchair in the green area downstairs, and when she returned, she saw her ward packed with people.
Huh? Did he go to the wrong room? It's room 502!
Wen Cheng mustered her courage and wheeled herself inside. "Excuse me,"
The men in suits in the room all turned around at once. Oh, they were all acquaintances, but their expressions didn't look too good.
"Wen Cheng, how are you? If I hadn't been chatting with Secretary Zhao, I wouldn't have known you were injured. Is your foot alright? Should we transfer you to my family's private hospital? The environment there will definitely be better than here!" Fei Shuo, the person Wen Cheng least wanted to see in her life, sat on the sofa in the middle of her hospital room.
Surrounding them were He Haobo, whose gaze was complicated; Gu Yuning, who was casually scrolling through her phone with her legs crossed on a separate sofa; and Yan Luan, who sat awkwardly at the back with a fruit basket in her hand. Next to Yan Luan was Yao Xingwei, who looked like he wanted to talk to Yan Luan but didn't know how to start.
Last but not least, a very important figure stood at the window with a smile on his face, looking at the group of younger people inside, radiating the brilliance of an older brother.
Is Brother Qi that kind of person? Of course not!
Thinking of Fei Shuo's excessive attention to him, and Qi Ge's forced smile every time they met, he could tell just how much Qi Ge disliked this young man.
Could Wen Cheng be that enthusiastic towards someone her thigh dislikes, or even a villain in a book? Of course not!
And so
"Thank you, no need, I feel great staying in the VIP ward that Brother Qi arranged for me!" Even though Wen Cheng had temporarily lost the flexibility of his legs, his hands were always pointing towards Wen Qi, and he smoothly drove to Wen Qi's side in his wheelchair.
Gu Yuning, who was not far away, gave him a thumbs-up with a bright smile.
Fei Shuo's expression turned rather ugly. Wen Cheng had slapped him in the face in front of everyone. No one had ever treated him like this before.
Ah, warm oranges!
He likes it!!!
"It's okay, Qi-ge's sentiments are the most important. I specially skipped my meeting tonight to come here. Wen Cheng, you have to chat with me a lot~" Fei Shuo raised his signature smile. He was very confident in his appearance. As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. He didn't believe that Wen Cheng would still be cold to him after he had lowered himself so much.
Wen Cheng: What kind of ridiculous reason is this?
Isn't it your own business if you abandon the meeting? Why should I be grateful?
Wen Cheng wasn't the only one with this idea; everyone present gave Fei Shuo a look of utter contempt.
"If you're so busy, you should go back. Don't let it interfere with your business. Anyway, we're not that close." Wen Cheng's honesty successfully pleased everyone who wanted to complain, and even won Qi Ge's praise. Qi Ge openly loosened the curly hair on her head that hadn't been touched all day.
But this time it feels different from before. Before, I just treated Brother Qi as my own brother. Now I know something incredible, and nobody else knows. It's like, secretly, cough cough.
Wen Cheng's ears couldn't help but turn red, and the body heat that had just subsided seemed to rise again, but he still insisted on not moving his head away. Yes, that's how a proper younger brother should act!
Fei Shuo could no longer control his expression. When he first arrived, everyone treated him politely. Even I, a legend in the business world, just smiled when I saw him. He thought he had a great chance of success this time. It turned out that those people were just waiting for the person in charge to come and confront him.
Fei Shuo glanced at Wen Qi, the controller of the eye of the storm. He had been smiling just now, but the smile hadn't reached his eyes. This time, he was really smiling, and there was a hint of mockery in his smile!
Fei Shuo was completely enraged.
It's not like he's broke, why is he always putting all his eggs in one basket?!
"Wen Cheng, I genuinely want to be your friend!"
Wen Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly thought of all the things the villain had done to the original owner of this body. Be friends? No way!
"Then can you tell me what 'the little white rabbit isn't black' means?" Wen Cheng blinked innocently. He really didn't know what it meant. Luckily, he remembered that when Brother Qi asked it last time, Fei Shuo was completely flustered.
"It's a netizen forum," Wen Qi suggested, not one to shy away from stirring things up. If there were any words behind him, they would definitely be a capital "devil."
Fei Shuo's expression changed, and his previous ruthlessness vanished completely.
Gu Yuning shifted her gaze from her phone to Fei Shuo, her expression changing from confusion to sudden understanding.
Yan Luan silently counted the fruit in the basket.
He Haobo didn't realize Ming Li's expression had changed just by guessing.
Only the simple-minded Yao Xingwei looked around and then wondered why he had never heard of this person, even though he had countless online friends. Shouldn't the person be Little White Rabbit in Black Stockings?
"Why does this username sound like such a pointless statement?"
"How could that be nonsense!" Fei Shuo suddenly bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Yao Xingwei shrank back in fear, not daring to anger the big boss.
Fei Shuo, whose ideal woman had been tainted, decided not to stay any longer. He picked up his bag and headed out.
Seeing that Fei Shuo seemed genuinely angry, Wen Cheng subconsciously looked up at Wen Qi. Wen Qi gave him a reassuring look, after all, apart from Secretary Zhao, no one knew more about this matter than him. However, it wasn't a big deal.
With the eyesore gone, the atmosphere became slightly more lively again. Why only slightly? Because Wen Qi was still sitting there, so Wen Cheng's friends started chatting in a more formal tone.
"Wen Cheng, are you alright? Will you be discharged tomorrow? I'm so glad you're okay." Gu Yuning said this.