Chapter 122: You're responsible for your own mistakes
Xie Peizhou walked into the empty master bedroom. His phone vibrated. Wen Ci replied: [My beloved concubine, please go to bed early tonight. I will be accompanying the princess and will not be coming over tonight. Excessive indulgence is harmful to your health...]
Xie Peizhou looked at the last sentence and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Your Majesty, I have been very restrained."
Wen Ci: [My waist is about to break, I need to rest soon!]
Xie Peizhou: [Then let me come over and give you a massage?]
Wen Ci: [That’s not necessary!]
Xie Peizhou laughed, remembering how she had bitten his collarbone angrily this morning. It still hurt when he touched it now.
I guess he's really tired.
Xie Peizhou stopped teasing her and said, "I have something to go out for tomorrow morning. I'll be back soon."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Ci replied "OK".
The next morning, before dawn, Wen Ci was lying in bed. She vaguely heard the sound of a car starting in the yard. She reached for her cell phone on the bedside table. It was only six seventeen.
Isn’t this too early?
A question popped up in Wen Ci's mind: what needed Xie Peizhou to go out so early?
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At the end of the year, it was still dim in Beijing at around six or seven o'clock, and Fisherman's Wharf was shrouded in fog.
In a semi-abandoned factory building, a red charcoal fire was burning in the middle of the floor, but Song Wanqing's limbs were still cold. She looked at the electronic time on her mobile phone, which was approaching seven o'clock little by little.
"Bang--" The iron door was pushed open from the outside, and the biting cold wind rushed into the house.
"Ms. Song, I saw a black car coming this way."
Song Wanqing showed a sneer on her cheek and tightened her grip on the phone. She didn't expect that the bitch Wen Ci was so punctual.
That's good, so as not to delay her from boarding the ship to go abroad.
She looked up at the ten bodyguards standing before her. These were all carefully selected by her for Wen Ci. They were all burly and strong, and all of them had some incurable diseases.
"If you behave well later, I will not reduce the benefits I promised you later."
"Thank you, Miss Song!"
Everyone said in unison, some even rubbing their hands in anticipation.
Song Wanqing curled the corners of her mouth, and a hint of hatred flashed across her eyes. Wen Ci, prepare to accept my revenge on you!
In this life, if it weren't for the bitch Wen Ci, she could have lived a happier life.
"Squeak--" There was a sound of pushing from the rusty iron door. Judging from the sound, it was not the wind, but human intervention.
For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the door.
Song Wanqing even felt an anticipation, and couldn't wait to see Wen Ci's miserable state of being worse than death.
At the entrance, the heavy, rusty iron door was slowly pushed open, and the icy wind instantly swallowed up all the heat in the house.
But when she saw the person who walked in with a cold look on his face, the expectation on Song Wanqing's face instantly turned into surprise.
"...Xie Peizhou?"
Song Wanqing never thought that the person coming would be Xie Peizhou.
She had never imagined that Xie Peizhou's expression when he looked at her was so disgusted and cold. In the photos and videos taken by paparazzi of him and Wen Ci, he always had a gentle and doting smile on his face, and his black eyes were tender and affectionate.
There was a dull pain in my chest.
Song Wanqing's expression gradually grew ferocious as she questioned him, "Where's Wen Ci?"
Then he picked up the phone and dialed Wen Ci's number directly.
The next second, Xie Peizhou's cell phone rang.
Song Wanqing's expression froze as she looked at the tall and imposing man opposite her. "Why is Wen Ci's card in your phone?!"
So he knew everything she did?
Sure enough, the next second, Xie Peizhou uttered a word in disgust: "Song Wanqing, you really make me look at you in a new light."
From the moment he came in, Xie Peizhou looked around vigilantly.
In a dilapidated factory building, there was a tattered Simus bed in the corner, and a camera stand for recording and filming was set up not far from the bed. In addition, there were ten men surrounding Song Wanqing.
For men, the scenery of Japanese films is very familiar.
Xie Peizhou's cold black eyes lost all their warmth, and his fists hanging at his sides were clenched. He didn't dare to think about what would have happened if it wasn't him who accidentally read the text message that night, but Wen Ci.
Everything Song Wanqing had planned had caused fatal physical and mental harm to Wen Ci!
Xie Peizhou couldn't control the anger in his heart, and suddenly strode forward to Song Wanqing.
"Pa!" Before the bodyguards could react, a loud slap landed on Song Wanqing's face. "Bitch!"
Xie Peizhou's force was so great that Song Wanqing fell off the chair.
Two teeth were knocked out.
He vomited out blood mixed with it.
The bodyguard finally reacted and was about to step forward when Xie Peizhou grabbed Song Wanqing with one hand, pinched her neck and threatened, "Get out!"
The empty factory was instantly filled with only the sound of tense breathing.
The bodyguards were all intimidated by the cold aura of superiority that Xie Peizhou exuded.
These people were originally professional bodyguards and thugs, and were called over by Song Wanqing for profit. They said before that they were dealing with a weak woman, but the person in front of them was a strong man who even caught Song Wanqing.
Everyone looked at each other. Although they didn't know Xie Peizhou, he was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
After a while, Xie Peizhou and Song Wanqing were the only ones left in the room.
Xie Peizhou pushed the man away in disgust. "The police have found evidence. It was you who ordered Li Hai to drug me at the celebration party. The law is strict, Song Wanqing, you can't escape."
Song Wanqing staggered two steps after being pushed. There was a bitter taste of blood in her mouth, and her cheeks were burning with pain.
Her heart seemed to sink into the cold seabed, and a hint of despair appeared in her eyes.
Xie Peizhou is here, and she really can't escape.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Song Wanqing suddenly laughed. "So what if I can't escape? Wen Ci won't have an easy life either! You should know that I have nude photos of Wen Ci after she seduced you, right?"
On the opposite side, Xie Peizhou's eyes suddenly became sharp!
Song Wanqing's smile became even brighter. She just wanted to see Xie Peizhou's expression like this and make him suffer!
She quickly unlocked her phone, her fingertips operating rapidly for a few times, then proudly turned the phone towards the man, "Xie Peizhou, I've already posted the video and photos on all platforms, and even emailed them to my over five million followers! Now, even if you ban my account on all platforms, you can't stop this matter from spreading and fermenting."
"If I'm not having a good life, then Wen Ci shouldn't have an easy life either! You two should never even think about being together legitimately. Just wait for people to criticize you and stab you in the back for the rest of your lives, hahahaha!"
Song Wanqing burst into laughter.
But strangely, Xie Peizhou opposite her looked at her calmly, without any emotion on his cold face.
Song Wanqing felt something was wrong, "Don't you care?"
Xie Peizhou sneered, "Of course I care about Ah Ci's reputation. Song Wanqing, do you want to take a look at the content that you personally posted on all platforms and forwarded to your fans?"
Song Wanqing's breath turned cold.
I lowered my head and opened my Douyin live broadcast account. The video I just posted already had 10,000 views.
However, the content was not the nude photos of Wen Ci covered with kiss marks, but a video of Li Hai's parents holding up their ID card to defend their son.
A chill rose in the soles of her feet.
Quickly check out other platforms.
Not only the Tik Tok platform, the videos on all platforms are this video!
"how so?!"
"It's you, it's you who switched my video?!"
Song Wanqing looked at Xie Peizhou angrily.
Xie Peizhou met her gaze coldly, sarcastically saying, "Song Wanqing, you're asking for trouble."
"I can't live?"
Song Wanqing stared at Xie Peizhou, was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled again.
He said coldly, "In that case, Xie Peizhou, let's go to hell together."
When the words fell.
"Bang!"
A deafening gunshot rang out.
Song Wanqing had a pocket pistol in her left hand at some point, with the muzzle pointed at Xie Peizhou's heart.
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Yu Shui Bay, in the bedroom on the third floor.
Wen Ci, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart and woke up abruptly.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Ci's movement also woke up Wen Niannian beside her. The little girl rubbed her eyes and looked at her mother with concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"Don't be afraid, dreams are all fake."
Wen Niannian hugged Wen Ci comfortingly.
Wen Ci smiled, feeling her precious daughter's concern, she pressed her palm against her still throbbing heart, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down, saying, "Well, I'm fine. Thank you, Nian Nian."
Wen Niannian said in a grown-up manner, "Mommy, don't be afraid. Uncle and I will always protect you."
Speaking of Xie Peizhou, Wen Ci remembered that she had heard the sound of a car driving in a daze this morning. It wasn't even dawn yet, but Xie Peizhou had already gone out?
She picked up the phone on the bedside table to see if there was any WeChat message from him.
The phone screen lit up, and Wen Ci saw at a glance the hot news search "Song Wanqing confessed to being arrested".
Will Song Wanqing self-destruct?
Wen Ci's face was full of disbelief. She clicked on the news and saw that Song Wanqing had published content on all platforms, saying that Li Hai's parents held up their ID cards and accused her of instructing Li Hai to poison him, and that she had been arrested by the police.
Wen Ci found it even more incredible.
Is it the work of Xie Peizhou?
Is that why he drove off before daybreak this morning?
Wen Ci dialed Xie Peizhou's number with some excitement.
But all that came through the phone was a busy tone, followed by a cold customer service voice: "Hello, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."
I called three times in a row, but still no one answered.
Wen Cixin gradually began to panic. Could it be that something had happened to Xie Peizhou?
Wen Ci hung up the phone and dialed Xie Yiyi's number.
"Hello? Xiaoci..."
Xie Yiyi's choked and sad voice soon came from the other side of the phone.
Wen Ci's heart sank, and the hand holding the phone gradually tightened. Her voice was light and trembling: "Yi Yi, do you know where Xie Peizhou is?"
"Xiaoci, my uncle was shot and is in the hospital now..."
When Wen Ci heard the word "shot", it was as if a bolt from the blue struck her mind. She felt a sharp pain in her heart and her limbs began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Niannian noticed something was wrong with her mother and nervously hugged her trembling arms.
Wen Ci didn't have time to care about her. She threw off the quilt and got out of bed tremblingly. "Which hospital? I'll come right over!"
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An hour later, in the corridor of Beijing First Hospital.
"Xiao Ci, don't be so nervous. Your uncle is not in danger, really!"
Xie Yiyi saw the pale Wen Ci striding towards them with her daughter, and hurried over to greet her. She held her cold hand and repeated, "I'm not lying to you. He's not in danger of death. Although my uncle was shot, he was wearing a bulletproof vest. The pocket pistol in Song Wanqing's hand didn't penetrate the vest, so the bullet didn't penetrate. It was only the impact that broke his sternum."
"Really?" Wen Ci burst into tears due to heartache.
Xie Yiyi nodded, "Well, the operation is over now, and my uncle has fallen asleep."
Wen Ci couldn't help but shed tears.
Xie Yiyi took out a tissue from her bag and wiped her tears. She exchanged a glance with Lu Bingchen beside her, then lowered her head and said softly to Nian Nian, "Nianbao, haven't you had breakfast yet? Come downstairs with your godmother to eat something, and then bring some breakfast back for Mommy."
Wen Niannian raised her little face and looked at Wen Ci. Seeing Wen Ci nod, she obediently took Xie Yiyi's hand and walked towards the elevator.
After Lu Bingchen and the other two entered the elevator, he sighed lightly and gestured for Wen Ci to sit on the public bench nearby.
"Before Peizhou fell into a coma, he asked Yiyi to keep it a secret from you."
Wen Ci's body stiffened slightly and she looked at Lu Bingchen.
Lu Bingchen smiled gently, giving people a reassuring feeling. He sat next to Wen Ci and said, "Peizhou must be afraid that you will worry and don't want to make you sad, so he wants to hide it from you."
"But I still let Yiyi tell you the truth."
Lu Bingchen paused, chuckled softly, and continued, "Two people who truly love each other should share weal and woe, rather than one person always protecting the other. Such a relationship is unlikely to last long."
"Besides, I think knowing this will help you resolve the knot in your heart."
Lu Bingchen looked at Wen Ci's pale and cold little face.
As a psychologist and a mutual friend of the two, he really hopes that these two people who love each other can be happily together.
But Lu Bingchen didn't think that it was Wen Ci's fault for hiding the truth about her daughter from Xie Peizhou.
As a victim of deep emotional trauma, Wen Ci is willing to be with Xie Peizhou again. This shows that she is very brave and strong, and it also proves that she really loves Xie Peizhou very much.
But the scars in your heart need to be healed.
Wen Ci needs to feel more proof and actions of Xie Peizhou's love for her.
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late at night.
The effect of the painkillers gradually wore off, and Xie Peizhou woke up with a sharp pain in his chest.
When I opened my eyes, there was only a dim night light on in the room.
There seemed to be a person lying beside the bed.
Xie Peizhou moved his fingers slightly, and the person lying beside the bed straightened up instantly. A concerned voice reached his ears, "Xie Peizhou, you're awake. Are you feeling unwell?"
The gentle and familiar voice was not Xie Yiyi's, but Wen Ci's.
"Why are you here?"
A weak and hoarse voice reached Wen Ci's eardrums, and Wen Ci's eyes instantly became sore and tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Aci, don't cry, I'm sorry..."
Seeing Wen Ci's tears, Xie Peizhou's breathing tightened and the pain in his heart doubled instantly.
In an instant, the man's face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Looks painful.
"What's wrong with you? I'll call a doctor!"
Seeing this, Wen Ci felt distressed and worried, and quickly pressed the medical bell.
Soon, doctors and nurses entered the ward and examined Xie Peizhou.
In order to avoid being disturbed by family members, Wen Ci was asked to wait outside the door.
"Doctor, is he okay?"
Seeing the nurse come to open the door, Wen Ci looked nervously at Xie Peizhou's attending physician.
The attending doctor smiled at her reassuringly, "Don't worry too much, family members. The patient is fine. It's just that the painkillers have worn off and the pain from the sternum fracture is still there."
After a pause, the doctor looked at Wen Ci's red and swollen eyes and continued, "Also, the patient's emotions have had an impact. Seeing you sad and upset, he feels even more distressed."
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