Chapter 97 Your ex-husband thinks I'm in his way

"Are you injured?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Chizheng noticed the scratch on the back of his hand, which must have been caused by the flower branches when he suddenly accelerated on the overpass and crashed into the bouquet.

Wei Chizheng was so preoccupied with the damage to the bouquet that he didn't even notice the wound.

Wei Chizheng didn't take it seriously, saying, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Compared to his previous fatal gunshot wound, this was indeed a minor injury. But leaving this bloody wound untreated was not an option.

Wei Chizheng continued to order food with his head down, but Xie Nanzhi stood up and said, "I'm going out for a bit."

Wei Chizheng agreed.

A few minutes later, Xie Nanzhi returned, carrying a plastic bag. Wei Chizheng watched as she sat down on an empty seat and slowly opened the bag.

Gauze, disinfectant, cotton swabs.

It turns out she said she was going out to buy these things.

Wei Chizheng stood there stunned. Before he could react, Xie Nanzhi had already taken his injured hand and said, "It hurts a little, bear with it."

Xie Nanzhi was already very skilled at treating wounds.

She carefully cleaned the wound with a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant. Wei Chizheng felt a slight, pulling pain, but this pain was nothing compared to the gentleness of her fingertips.

Xie Nanzhi lowered her eyes to treat her wound, while Wei Chizheng stared intently at her face.

Suddenly, he called out, "Nanzhi."

Xie Nanzhi paused, met his gaze, and asked, "Hmm?"

Perhaps because the two were too close, Xie Nanzhi noticed that his ears had turned red.

He didn't mean anything by calling her; he simply wanted to call her by her name.

Wei Chizheng's expression was somewhat unnatural, his eyes slightly darting away. He casually said, "I had a few drinks before coming here. Could you take me home later?"

Is that all?

Xie Nanzhi hummed in agreement, then finished treating her wound, tidied up her things, and sat back down in her previous seat.

The restaurant served the food relatively quickly, and all the dishes ordered were brought out one after another. Xie Nanzhi noticed that every dish on the table was one of her favorites, even the corn juice was to her liking.

Is it a coincidence, or...?

Xie Nanzhi glanced at Wei Chizheng, and seeing that there was nothing strange about his expression, she thought that she might be overthinking it.

It just so happens that Wei Chizheng and she have similar tastes.

Xie Nanzhi put down her chopsticks. "Just now on the phone, I heard Mu Lin say something about danger? Did something happen to you on your way here?"

Wei Chizheng paused slightly while peeling the shrimp, then continued peeling the shrimp and placing the shells in the bowl in front of her. "It's nothing, maybe your ex-husband just thinks I'm in his way."

Xie Nanzhi was startled. "What? Pei Jingchuan is causing you trouble?"

After washing his hands, Wei Chizheng leaned back, raising an eyebrow as if he hadn't taken the little incident to heart. "Worried about me?"

Xie Nanzhi didn't hesitate and readily admitted, "Isn't this what I should do?"

This statement, however, left Wei Chizheng speechless.

His pupils widened slightly, and he dropped his joking tone. "Don't worry, Pei Jingchuan is like a grasshopper in autumn; he won't be able to jump around for much longer. Besides, with his abilities, he can't hurt me."

Even so, Xie Nanzhi was still worried.

It must be because Wei Chizheng appeared on the expedition today that Pei Jingchuan misunderstood. That kind of madman is indeed capable of anything.

Xie Nanzhi frowned, and her face grew increasingly pale.

After the two had dinner, she drove Wei Chizheng back to his residence.

Upon arriving downstairs, Wei Chizheng unbuckled his seatbelt. Before getting out of the car, he noticed that Xie Nanzhi's tightly furrowed brows hadn't relaxed at all.

He suddenly regretted telling her.

But Wei Chizheng also had his own selfish motives.

He just wanted Xie Nanzhi to dislike Pei Jingchuan a little more, even if it was just a tiny bit more.

Suddenly, Xie Nanzhi felt the man's strong fingers touch her brow, and she immediately looked over.

His fingertips were as cool as his body, accompanied by his unique, light sandalwood scent, and his deep eyes reflected her figure.

Then Wei Chizheng said, "Nanzhi, don't frown."

He wanted to smooth the furrow between her brows; he didn't want to see her worry about it.

Wei Chizheng's gaze was intense, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "Pei Jingchuan is not worth your anger, and I am not worth your self-blame. Don't forget, we are allies. We can't always let you be the one charging into battle."

Wei Chizheng withdrew his hand, sat up straight, and everything returned to normal.

Xie Nanzhi twitched her lips, wanting to say something, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to say it.

Watching Wei Chizheng get out of the car, Xie Nanzhi's gaze fell on his aloof face through the car window. Finally, she started the car without saying a word.

——

Late at night, Pei Jingchuan received a call from Jiang Cheng, "President Pei, we've made a mistake."

Pei Jingchuan pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling extremely irritated in the dim light. "I know."

Jiang Cheng: "President Pei, should we arrange for someone else to take action?"

Pei Jingchuan lowered his hand and opened his eyes. "No need. Wei Chizheng's background is still a mystery, and we can't figure out his strength yet. Besides, this was just to warn him. As long as the goal is achieved, that's fine."

Jiang Cheng: "Yes, President Pei."

In a daze, Pei Jingchuan thought of something else, "That batch of goods should be dealt with. Arrange our people to go to the dock in the next few days. Once things are settled, we can prepare to receive the goods."

People here have been urging him several times, and Jiang Cheng knows he can't wait any longer, or things will get really messy.

"clear."

For several days in a row, Xie Nanzhi did not go on the long-distance transport mission; she stayed quietly at home painting.

Wang Shufen rarely had the opportunity to spend time alone with her like this, so she cooked different dishes for her every day and took care of her daily needs, wishing she could make up for everything she had neglected her over the years.

Wang Shufen cut a plate of fruit, followed the tutorial in the video to bake small cakes, knocked on the door, and carefully placed the fruit plate and cakes on the table.

Xie Nanzhi's attention was completely focused on the painting, and she had no idea when Wang Shufen had come in.

As soon as she finished the last stroke, Xie Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. She slowly stood up and looked at her work, her eyes shining brightly like a blazing flame.

"Nanzhi."

Xie Nanzhi turned around abruptly and saw Wang Shufen.

Seeing that she was startled, Wang Shufen quickly said, "Did I scare you?"

Xie Nanzhi: "No, I was just too focused."

Wang Shufen smiled kindly, "Are you tired? I cut some fruit and baked some small cakes for you. Try them and see if they suit your taste."

At that moment, Xie Nanzhi looked at the small square table, on which were sliced ​​fruit and several cupcakes decorated with cranberries.

Xie Nanzhi didn't want to be a spoilsport, so she picked up a fruit fork and tasted the fruit. It was sweet and much tastier than the fruit she had bought.

Suddenly, she saw Wang Shufen standing in front of the painting, and then she asked softly, "Nanzhi, why is this painting called 'The Gates of Hell'?"