Chapter 48 After Sobering Up



Song Wanning pointed at herself, then at Wen Jingxing, "What's wrong between you and me?"

"I... okay."

Wen Jingxing closed his eyes and nodded.

Five o'clock in the morning of the seventh day.

Song Wanning woke up very early, but she still felt a little dizzy, probably because she drank alcohol last night.

And even my hands were burning with pain.

She raised her hand curiously and saw that her right hand had been bandaged like a dumpling.

Song Wanning was slightly speechless, "It's so ugly."

Then she quickly removed the bandage and saw that it was covered with black medicine. She turned around and went to the bathroom to wash it off.

I looked and saw that the joints of my five fingers were red and swollen.

"Strange, why am I injured? Did I hit someone last night?!"

This kind of thing had rarely happened before, but now she felt a little guilty about the innocent passerby.

"But who bandaged my hand?"

Song Wanning glanced around the room again, but she didn't recognize...

I looked out the window again and was still at sea? And the sky around me was only just beginning to light up.

At this time, Song Wanning saw a set of clothes on the table. She walked over and was about to pick it up, but found a note underneath.

There is honey water in the thermos on the table. You can drink it if you want. You can also wear the clothes on the table. I asked the waiter to bring them to you. Leave a message to keep them warm.

Yes, last night when Wen Jingxing left the room, he did not change Song Wanning's clothes.

He just wrapped her hands around and around and then lied to her that they were changed.

When Song Wanning felt the changes on her hand, she actually believed it. She turned around and went back to sleep, no longer bothering Wen Jingxing.

Wen Jingxing stayed in the room for another half hour, looking at Song Wanning's sleeping face the whole time. Finally, when he saw that it was really late, he left.

Song Wanning raised her eyebrows and covered her face with her hands. She shouldn't drink next time.

In the past, Wen Hang had to back her up, so she was never afraid of drinking.

She was really careless about that glass of wine she drank yesterday!

She had no recollection of what happened yesterday, and she didn't even know who sent her back.

She used to like to hold Wen Hang close when she was drunk. I wonder if she made things difficult for the person who sent her back last night?

However, looking at the message on this note, Song Wanning thought that Wen Jingxing should be aware of these things.

So she decided to go find Wen Jingxing directly.

But the cabin was so big, she didn't even have a cell phone, and she didn't know how to find it.

I had no choice but to change my clothes and drink the honey water on the table.

But as soon as she walked out of the room, Song Wanning saw the camera guy with his camera placed down, leaning his head against her door and sleeping soundly!

Song Wanning quickly woke up her eldest brother, "Why are you sleeping here? You should find a room to sleep in! It's cold to stay on the floor."

The eldest brother woke up in a daze and saw that it was Song Wanning. He cried out, "Miss Song, why are you awake so early!"

Song Wanning pretended to pull her elder brother up.

"This is absolutely unacceptable. It was because of me that Miss Song was in danger yesterday. I couldn't rest easy all night. I could only sleep by guarding Miss Song's door."

Song Wanning was confused when she heard what the cameraman said.

"What danger?" She looked at her hands again. Could it be related to this?

Could it be that she really hurt someone?

The cameraman Balabala told Song Wanning the whole process he saw yesterday.

After hearing this, Song Wanning really didn't know what to say, and even felt a little amused.

Until she heard her eldest brother say that he and Wen Jingxing's driver had left, leaving only her and Wen Jingxing alone.

Song Wanning's expression changed instantly, "I didn't do anything, did I?"

The eldest brother spread his hands and said, "I don't know. Aren't you an engaged couple? Whatever you do is normal."

“…It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Song Wanning covered her face, not knowing what to say.

Anyway, there is no need to tell the camera guy the details of what happened between them.

For now, it’s better to go find Wen Jingxing and ask him in person. Anyway, in the end, there is no confirmation after all.

"Do you know where Wen Jingxing lives?"

The eldest brother pointed across the room and said, "It's very close, right here."

Without waiting for Song Wanning to speak, he knocked on Wen Jingxing's door, "Mr. Wen, Miss Song wants to see you."

There was a rustling sound in the room, and soon the door was opened by Wen Jingxing.

Song Wanning saw that Wen Jingxing's lips were slightly pale and there were faint dark shadows under his eyes, and she felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you so early in the morning."

Wen Jingxing looked at his watch and said, "No, it's just right now."

"Why?" Song Wanning was surprised.

"We have to go back early so we can catch the card drawing mission this morning."

"Oh...what time did you go to bed last night? Are you tired if you get up so early now?"

Wen Jingxing gave her a strange look and said, "What time is it? It's up to you."

Song Wanning: ???

"What do you mean it's up to me? Explain yourself clearly before you leave."

After Wen Jingxing finished speaking, he strode ahead.

Song Wanning was chasing him from behind.

It was exactly the same scene as last night, but Wen Jing slowed down his pace as he walked, waiting for Song Wanning to catch up.

"I didn't do anything yesterday, did I?" Song Wanning asked again.

Wen Jingxing deliberately said, "Shouldn't you ask, did you say anything to me last night?"

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