Chapter 42 What a coincidence

Dongfeng snorted softly and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. "Brother Mang, you're late. Last night in the Imperial Dynasty, I witnessed her skills with my own eyes." He glanced at Wen Nianchu meaningfully through the rearview mirror. "That technique is quite sophisticated."

Wen Nianchu curled his lips and smiled:

"Of course. How can you win if you can't tell where to go?"

"Since Sister Mo is praising me, I must have something real, right?"

Driver Dongfeng thought this person was quite interesting. A rich girl who dared to openly oppose Bai Yi Qiu, and even after opposing him, she relied on Mo Ruyan for support.

But does she really want to join them?

As an elder who had followed Sister Mo for many years, Dongfeng knew some of the past that others didn't. He vaguely remembered that Sister Mo seemed to have had a daughter in her early years, who was later murdered. Perhaps it was because of this that Sister Mo had been so lenient towards this girl in the Imperial Dynasty yesterday.

If it were a man, based on what happened yesterday, Sister Mo would have had someone drink the "added ingredients" water long ago.

But Sister Mo showed some leniency towards this girl.

The deep meaning behind this is worth pondering.

"Where are we going?" Wen Nianchu remembered that she had not yet removed the razor blade from the back of her hair. She tidied her hair with her hands and chatted, as if she had already adapted to her current identity.

"We?" Dongfeng sneered.

Dongfeng stopped the car directly.

"Get out of the car."

Wen Nianchu got out of the car with Brother Mang, not knowing why.

As soon as I got off the car, the Dongfeng in front of me stepped on the accelerator and drove away, leaving only a string of exhaust gas.

"Fuck!" Mang Ge cursed while covering his injured arm. "Dongfeng, you're looking for death, right? Come back here!"

Dongfeng's mocking voice could be heard from afar: "Sister Mo only said to pick someone up, but didn't say transportation included! Do you really think I'm a private driver?"

Wen Nianchu: “….”

This is the location of Beijiang Bridge. It’s just a few steps away and you’ll reach the bridge.

Brother Mang turned on his phone, turned on the navigation, and told Wen Nianchu that he was leaving first.

*

She lowered her head and saw that the hands of her watch had just pointed to ten o'clock.

The summer twilight was lingering, and Wen Nianchu was in no hurry to go back. She leaned on the bridge railing, staring at the shimmering river in a trance. The evening breeze lifted her red skirt, and her hair swayed gently around her neck.

"Miss Wen is unhappy?"

A deep voice came from behind, with a lazy smile.

She turned around and found Xie Yue standing beside her without her knowing. He was not wearing the casual clothes she bought for him, but his old school uniform. The collar was slightly open, revealing his collarbone.

"Why are you here?"

she asked, her voice a little softer than usual.

"Being a tutor." He answered in three words without further explanation.

Wen Nianchu didn't respond.

This is such a coincidence.

Could it be that the person who saved her really wasn't Xie Yue?

But the man's eyes gave her a familiar feeling.

The river water under the bridge was dimly lit, and silence spread between the two of them.

After a while, Wen Nianchu said, "I'm not unhappy."

After a few seconds, Xie Yue started taking things out of his schoolbag, his movements so familiar as if he had prepared them in advance.

"hand."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Wen Nianchu spread out his palms and said with a smile:

"You're not going to give me chewing gum again, are you? Xie Yue."

She recalled the first time she met Xie Yue. She humiliated him according to the system, and he actually gave her chewing gum.

Speaking of which, Xie Yue really likes buying things for her.

She has lived two lives, and it seems that he is the only one who likes to buy things for her.

After Wen Nianchu finished speaking, I saw clearly what was in his hand. It was iodine, alcohol, and gauze?

“It’s not food this time.”

After hearing Wen Nianchu's words, he sighed helplessly, then unscrewed the cap of the iodine bottle and began to dip a cotton swab in the liquid.

The smell of disinfectant filled the air, mixed with the faint scent on his body. It was hard to describe, a bit like the fragrance of orchids.

Wen Nianchu watched him pull her hand over.

So she subconsciously retracted her fingertips.

Instead, he grabbed her wrist, not hard, but not allowing her to break free. Wen Nianchu could feel the heat of his palm, the rough calluses rubbing against the skin of her wrist, making her feel her heartbeat slow down a beat.

He lowered his eyes to look at his watch, and the jumping numbers on the dial made the corners of his lips rise slightly.

He didn't know when he started to be able to sense her heartbeat through this watch.

The rhythms of the two hearts intertwined in the silence, one fast, one slow, gradually becoming synchronized. This strange resonance made Xie Yue feel dazed for a moment, as if there really was another heart beating in his chest that didn't belong to him.

When the iodine was wiped across the wound on Wen Nianchu's hand, Xie Yue heard her let out a soft "hiss".

"pain?"

Xie Yue instantly slowed down his movements and rubbed her skin lightly with his fingertips, as if to comfort her.

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Nianchu turned his head and looked at the river.

No one knew what this tiny wound meant to her.

The smell of disinfectant always reminded her of the pale lights of the hospital and those nights when she was gnawed by illness.

She hated herself like this—

Even though she had been reborn, she could still be defeated by the slightest sting. Just like now, even though Xie Yue's movements were so gentle, she was afraid of the coolness of the cotton swab touching her skin.

Wen Nianchu looked at Xie Yue.

After Xie Yue applied the ointment, he was bandaging her.

"Xie Yue."

"Um."

"How did you know I had a scratch on my hand?"

"I guess. You always get hurt on a mission."

Wen Nianchu seemed to feel that there was nothing wrong with this answer.

When Xie Yue finished bandaging the wound, Wen Nianchu raised his hand and took a look.

Xie Yue's bandaging technique was surprisingly professional. The strength of the gauze was just right, not too tight to hurt her, but firm enough.

*

"You mean, your stepmother gave all the important goods to a stranger and asked him to deliver them."

Bai Yiqiu sat on the sofa and said indignantly, "It's absolutely true! Dad! I want to take action against that person. It's that person who made me lose hundreds of millions to buy a villa."

"Since he was little, has your son ever been subjected to such humiliation? I really wanted to kill that bitch with a knife, but Mo Ruyan stopped me. She even said she wanted to make that person her own!"

Mr. Bai slammed his crutch into the ground, making a "dong" sound.

As the real person in power behind the scenes, he knows better than anyone the open and covert struggles between Mo Ruyan and Bai Yiqiu.

This is exactly why he values ​​Mo Ruyan so much.

Looking at his furious son, Master Bai's eyes flashed with disappointment. Bai Yiqiu had indeed been spoiled, but this was his only biological son.

Those illegitimate children who are wandering around are all daughters, and they are ultimately unable to take on important responsibilities.

Mo Ruyan was just a whetstone he carefully selected.

"The person you can't move..." Mr. Bai slowly stood up, "It means you are not qualified to be the head of this family."

"If Mo Ruyan dares to stop you, it means she's worth protecting." Master Bai turned around and smacked Bai Yiqiu's calf with his cane, knocking him to his knees. "Waste!"

Bai Yiqiu's head shot up, a fierce glint in his eyes. "Dad! Do you really think Mo Ruyan is helping the group?" He propped himself up on his knees, his suit pants still stained with carpet lint. "She's clearly cultivating her own power. That batch of goods from the dock last time... I know she's secretly kept a batch!"