Chapter Thirty-One: Shen Zhuangyue was furious and cursed loudly in the infirmary.
Song Nian'an's face turned pale with pain, and tears welled up in her eyes. A large patch of scarlet blood appeared on the back of her hand.
Wen Jing's heart tightened, and his face darkened.
Wen Siyan spoke first, a provocative smile in his eyes, "I'm concerned about my students at school, is that a problem, Mr. Wen?"
The last three words were emphasized.
It seemed that this would make Wen Jing suffer a setback.
Wen Jing's dark eyes churned with indescribable emotions, and he suddenly chuckled softly.
"Wen Siyan, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
Seeing Wen Siyan's still somewhat arrogant and smug gaze, he said indifferently, "The board of directors has decided to completely overhaul the management team."
"You've been dismissed."
Wen Siyan's smile froze on his face. "Why should I?"
He roared, his face no longer showing the composure he once had.
"Did you do it?"
Wen Jing casually tugged at his collar. "This is a decision made collectively by the board of directors."
"Moreover, there are several unexplained expenses in the company's accounts, and the senior management is planning to investigate this matter."
The two stared at each other, a tense undercurrent swirling between them.
Song Nian'an felt a chill run down her spine as she watched.
Since the last car accident, the two have completely fallen out, and Wen Siyan has made no attempt to hide his ambition and hostility towards Wen Jing.
"Then I'll be going now. I'll be leaving my student in your care for the time being."
Wen Siyan picked up the book on the table, his previous composure returning, replaced by a warm smile, like a gentlemanly aristocrat from the last century.
But Song Nian'an knew that beneath his gentle exterior lived a madman.
Wen Siyan stood up and patted Song Nian'an's hand, "Get some rest, see you in class tomorrow."
He then turned and left, his steps somewhat hurried.
Song Nian'an looked somewhat flustered. He tried his best to maintain his composure and politeness, and subconsciously looked at Wen Jing.
As expected, Wen Jing's face darkened.
Are you angry?
Did you see him and Wen Siyan arguing in the infirmary?
Song Nian'an's heart skipped a beat. When their eyes met, she quickly looked away, not daring to look at him.
Wen Jing sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiping the back of his hand where the IV had just been removed with a tissue. He then took a carton of milk, tore open the straw, and fed it to him.
Song Nian'an's throat hadn't recovered yet, and after taking a sip, she started coughing violently, her eyes filled with tears.
To be honest, Wen Jing was heartbroken.
But now is not the time for him to be angry.
When dealing with problems, it's important to prioritize and calm down your child first.
Wen Jing slowly moved closer, the two of them very close, his voice revealing an unusual domineering and forceful tone: "If you want to act, just tell me. You don't need to be an extra for others. You're my darling, how can I let lowlifes bully you?"
It seems he knows everything. Song Nian'an leaned against the pillow and chatted with Wen Jing about the situation at the time. Although he didn't have to be an extra, he just wanted to try something new. Running around a couple more times wouldn't be a big problem. It's just that he was hungry and had low blood sugar.
I didn't feel anything while running, but suddenly, a feeling of hunger swept over my whole body, my vision went white, and I collapsed.
Wen Jing understood that Song Nian'an was downplaying the issue, so she didn't describe or complain about others in detail, nor did she mention Wen Siyan's crazy behavior just now.
He knew that the more he talked, the faster the conflict between the two would escalate, and the more dangerous the situation would become.
Wen Jing stamped Song Nian'an's forehead with his finger, and said in a doting tone, "Good girl, I'll take you to get something to eat."
Orange sunlight fell on a corner of the bed, and Wen Jing hugged him and continued kissing him.
The autumn wind rustled the white curtains, whispering tales of their heart-fluttering moment.
[Wow, Wen Jing's lips are so soft... So this is what it feels like to be kissed by someone you like.]
Wen Jing listened as Song Nian'an's emotions relaxed because of the gentle kiss, and he gradually let go.
The two chatted and laughed as they discussed what to eat later in the infirmary.
After Wen Siyan left the infirmary, he ran into Shen Zhuangyue at the stairwell.
Shen Zhuangyue's expression was tense. When she saw Wen Siyan walking over, she composed herself and said with a hint of apology in her eyes, "I'm sorry, Professor Wen, your student has been wronged. I came to see Song Nian'an and wanted to apologize to him."
Wen Siyan, holding the book, turned sideways and walked to the other side.
The cold and impatient attitude drove Shen Zhuangyue crazy once again.
She took two large steps back, blocking the stairwell, and slightly tiptoed, pressing her soft body against Wen Siyan.
Wen Siyan did not respond.
Seeing that he didn't dodge, Shen Zhuangyue keenly sensed an opportunity and continued, "Professor Wen, I liked you the moment I saw you. I know you don't feel the same way about me now, but that doesn't mean there won't be a chance in the future, right?"
She paused, carefully observing the changes in Wen Siyan's expression.
"You need female companions a lot, but next time, when you need one, could you perhaps consider me first?"
Wen Siyan glanced at Shen Zhuangyue, a cold smile playing on his lips, a flash of disgust crossing his eyes, but his voice remained gentle as he said, "Since you've come to apologize to my student, you can go ahead."
"Excuse me, Miss Shen."
After saying that, he strode away.
Shen Zhuangyue stood there blankly.
Students, students, students, is Song Nian'an all you can think about?
Song Nian'an is a shameless vixen who seduces men!
Shen Zhuangyue angrily pushed open the door to the infirmary, and before he could even see who was inside, he pointed at Song Nian'an and started yelling:
"Song Nian'an, you slut, a complete and utter slut."
This roar shattered the previously sweet silence between the two.
Song Nian'an looked up and saw Shen Zhuangyue again.
The thorny stalks stuck to my trouser legs and I couldn't shake them off.
When Shen Zhuangyue saw Song Nian'an leaning against a man's chest, her tone became sarcastic:
"I thought you had already thrown yourself into Wen Siyan's arms, which is why he was so devoted to protecting you. I didn't expect it to be you, Song Nian'an. I still need to learn from you how to seduce men. You're really something, sleeping with one here and having another hanging around outside."
Song Nian'an watched her throw a tantrum with utter disdain. She really didn't want to reveal her relationship with Wen Jing, knowing that Shen Zhuangyue's personality might cause Wen Jing a lot of trouble.
No, it should be said that Wen Jing, in his capacity, was tasked with crushing Shen Zhuangyue, that insignificant ant, to the point of utter destruction.
Wen Jing put his arm around Song Nian'an's shoulder and tightened his grip. Song Nian'an could feel his anger rising rapidly. She sighed and quickly urged Chen Zhuangyue to leave.
"Shen Zhuangyue, I'm not feeling well and need to rest. Please don't cause trouble at the school clinic."
"Song Nian'an, you're a habitual offender, shameless!" Shen Zhuangyue's voice grew louder and louder until it cracked. She took a deep breath and continued to curse: "It wasn't enough that you slept with my ex-boyfriend, now you're two-timing me, no, no, maybe several. What kind of skills do you have in bed that you've bewitched so many men? I really regret not killing you at the banquet that day."
Mentioning that banquet made Song Nian'an angry; it was disgusting that a young lady from a prestigious family could speak so filthyly.
He stared sharply at the unreasonable woman, his gaze revealing fearlessness and composure: "I'm lying in my legal husband's arms, what's the problem?"
"What?" Shen Zhuangyue exclaimed in surprise.
Song Nian'an thought, "I might as well say it now, so that Wen Jing won't feel bad if I don't move out of his mountain."
The director brought flowers and fruit and came to the infirmary to apologize to Wen Jing. The door was open, and he heard everything.
The director, who had initially thought Song Nian'an was as alluring as Shen Zhuangyue described, panicked the moment he glimpsed the person on the bed through the crack in the door.
With a forced smile, he bowed several times and said, "President Wen, I must apologize for what happened. I didn't handle it well and your wife has been wronged."
Shen Zhuangyue was shocked: "Wait? President Wen? Madam?" The shock came too fast, and the panic on her face was obvious.
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