Chapter 84 Don’t you want to scold him?

Xiao Li was driving the car and saw Wen Nanxi squatting on the side of the road in the rearview mirror. He felt a little sorry for her and couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Fu, are you really going to leave your wife here? It's so cold today..."

Fu Ciyan said coldly: "She's not stupid. She knows to take a taxi home when she's cold."

Xiao Li quickly shut his mouth.

I was afraid that if I said one more word I would be thrown on the side of the road.

Ji Jiaojiao was not too far from them. She was shivering in the cold wind, her face flushed red. When she saw Fu Ciyan coming over, she immediately ran over and acted coquettishly:

"Brother Yan, you're finally here. I'm freezing to death."

Fu Ciyan frowned slightly: "Why don't you stay in the car if it's cold?"

Ji Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue: "Isn't this just to see you earlier?"

Ji Jiaojiao followed Fu Ciyan into the car and said in surprise:

"Hey, where's Sister Nanxi? Didn't she come back with you?"

Fu Ciyan's expression turned even colder: "Don't mention her."

He turned his head to look out the window. The cold wind was howling outside. He looked down at his cell phone and found that Wen Nanxi had not sent any message.

She is so afraid of the cold, she must be very helpless...

Fu Ci Yan finally softened his heart and sent a message to Lao Liu, asking him to pick up Wen Nanxi.

After putting down his phone, he felt tired. He worked overtime until early morning yesterday and only slept for a while on the plane. Now he didn't want to talk to Ji Jiaojiao, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.

Listening to the breathing of the people around her gradually becoming even, Ji Jiaojiao bravely took Fu Ciyan's phone. Seeing the message sent to Lao Liu, the corners of her mouth curled up and she typed and sent:

[No need to pick it up, I have my own arrangements.]

After sending the message, she deleted it, along with Lao Liu's reply, and then quietly put it back...

…

Wen Nanxi woke up in the hospital.

Coincidentally, she was picked up by a passing car shortly after she fainted, thus avoiding the fate of freezing to death.

Even so, she was still frostbitten and had a fever and felt dizzy.

The kind-hearted person did not leave his name and paid her medical expenses. After she regained consciousness, she borrowed a cell phone from the nurse and called An Qianxue.

Wen Nanxi didn't dare to call Xia Tian. She knew that Xia Tian should be with He Yan and Chen Yuechuan at this moment. If they knew that Fu Ci Yan left her outside in the heavy snow and almost froze to death, they would probably go and find trouble with Fu Ci Yan.

It is easy to go to jail for gang fighting, after all, we live in a society ruled by law.

But she didn't expect that Xia Tian and He Yan still knew about it.

The two men stood in front of the bed in a menacing manner, and Wen Nanxi shrank into the quilt guiltily.

"You guys are here..."

An Qianxue placed the new phone beside Wen Nanxi's bed and gave her a look that said, "May the best of luck be with you."

"We were having a celebration dinner together when your phone rang. I accidentally turned on the speaker, so..."

Xia Tian put her hands on her hips and said, "Am I still your eldest daughter? You didn't call me first when something happened. I'm so angry!"

Wen Nanxi awkwardly stretched out a hand, tugged at the edge of Xia Tian's clothes, and shook it:

"I'm just afraid you'll worry..."

Xia Tian held Wen Nanxi's hand, and the bright frostbite on her fingers made her eyes warm:

"Look at you. You should be using your hands for drawing, but you've messed up like this. Didn't you leave with Fu Ciyan? How did you end up in such a mess?"

He Yan just glanced at it and asked coldly:

"Is Fu Ciyan dead?"

Wen Nanxi was silent for a moment.

She didn't know what to say.

The main reason was that it was too embarrassing. She had decided before to have a good talk with Fu Ci Yan. If he could keep his distance from Ji Jiaojiao, she would be willing to live a good life with Fu Ci Yan.

But reality gave her a heavy blow.

Those who are love-brained will not have a good ending. This is her retribution.

As if seeing Wen Nanxi's reluctance, Shen Yuechuan came to the rescue:

"Okay, Nanxi still has a fever, don't force her."

Summer's back teeth were creaking as she bit them:

"Anyway, it has something to do with that bastard Fu Ciyan. I'm going to go and scold him first!"

"Xia Xia, don't..."

An Qianxue raised her head and said, "By the way, scold Ji Jiaojiao as well. She has something to do with this."

After he finished speaking, he handed the phone to everyone.

That was a circle of friends post by Ji Jiaojiao. It was a snowman that had just been built. It was white and plump, wearing a red scarf, with a carrot as a nose, and two round eyes made of grapes.

Ji Jiaojiao made a scissors hand gesture and smiled brightly, with the caption:

[Thank you, brother, for making a snowman with me. You took the time to leave someone behind and spend time with me. Thank you for your hard work~]

It's obvious who this brother is talking about.

He Yan looked at Wen Nanxi and sneered:

"Your husband was making a snowman for someone else and turned you into an ice sculpture?"

There was a flash of hurt in Wen Nanxi's eyes, and the pain in his heart overwhelmed the numbness and itchiness of the frostbite.

It turned out that when she almost froze to death in the snow, Fu Ci Yan was happily making a snowman with Ji Jiaojiao.

If he loved her so much, why did he bother her? Why did he torture her and let her get hurt so much? Fortunately, it was only her left pinky finger that was frostbitten. If it was her right hand, how could she still work?

Her heart ached and resentment rose in her heart, so she told the story again.

Xia Tian was so angry that he wanted to kill someone:

"Damn, adulterer, I'm going to kill them! Baby, you still want to forgive him for this? Or you can move the Leshan Giant Buddha away and sit there yourself!"

He Yan was even more straightforward, with his hands in his pockets:

"Wait, I'll help you get justice."

"Brother, you don't have to go."

Wen Nanxi shook his head, and raised the corners of his lips on his still pale face:

"I have to thank him for letting me see him clearly. Don't worry, I won't give him another chance. I still have a week. Let me get a divorce first."

An Qianxue was a little surprised: "You are brother and sister!"

"My role as a brother is useless."

He Yan's face was gloomy and he was in a very bad mood.

His sister was bullied many times, but he stopped him from taking revenge. Is he still a man?

Wen Nanxi begged him: "Brother, just consider it as me begging you, I still have things to do, wait until I get divorced, then you can go and trouble him, okay?"

He Yan didn't say anything, just took out a cigarette from his pocket and walked out of the ward.

Shen Yuechuan sighed and tucked the quilt in for Wen Nanxi:

"Don't worry, I'll go and talk to him."

Wen Nanxi looked a little helpless, with drooping eyes and looking pitiful.

She didn't want He Yan and Fu Ci Yan to have a conflict because of her.

The Fu family is powerful and has many industries in Hai City. What if He Yan angers Fu Ci Yan and affects his uncle's company?

She was too soft-hearted and deserved the injury, but she didn't want to implicate others.

"Xia Xia, you understand me, right?"

Xia Tian also sighed. She squatted beside the bed and looked at Wen Nanxi:

"Bao, we are your friends and your family. It is natural for us to stand up for you, but you always refuse, which makes us sad."

Wen Nanxi pursed her lips and tears suddenly flowed down:

"I'm sorry...it's all my fault..."

An Qianxue frowned:

"It's all your fault? Why are you apologizing? Wasn't it Fu Ciyan who left you and nearly froze to death?"

Wen Nanxi: ...

An Qianxue continued, "He treated you like this, kicked you out of the car on a snowy day and went to build a snowman with Ji Jiaojiao. Don't you hate him? Don't you want to scold him?"

Wen Nanxi: “…I really do.”

An Qianxue: "Then you can curse him. Cursing out dirty words will make you feel better. Instead of wasting your energy internally and causing yourself pain, it's better to hurt others externally."

Wen Nanxi: “…”