She first seduced him, then turned around and threw herself into the arms of other men.
A hint of mockery flashed in Qin Heming's eyes. He turned and left, not wanting to disturb Wen Shengsheng's 'good time'!
The subordinates who followed Qin Heming were all trembling with fear.
In the corner.
Wen Shengsheng bent her knee to push back, but Ji Wensheng, who had already noticed, dodged it. He playfully pinched her waist and looked down at her ambiguously, saying, "Miss Wen is really ruthless. Once she's broken, I won't be able to give you happiness."
She was furious and embarrassed, grabbing his collar with both hands and angrily saying, "Shameless! I can report you to the hospital."
Ji Wensheng, emboldened, laughed arrogantly and smugly: "You can go anytime, unless... you want your grandmother's life."
Lung transplant surgery is a very complex operation, and Ji Wensheng is an expert in this field. He holds Grandma Wen's life and death in his hands!
Wen Shengsheng was not intimidated; instead, she coldly questioned, "Are you threatening me?"
"That depends on what Miss Wen decides to do."
He's just a hypocrite with a beautiful exterior but a sanctimonious appearance.
Wen Shengsheng suddenly smiled, her face blooming like a hundred flowers.
While Ji Wensheng was slightly distracted, Wen Shengsheng suddenly stepped on his instep. As he cried out in pain, Wen Shengsheng took the opportunity to break away from Ji Wensheng!
She pulled the wooden hairpin from her hair and pressed it with her finger.
Their conversation had been heard by both of them word for word. Wen Shengsheng smiled slightly: "Oh dear, this should be evidence, but I wonder if it gets out... will Dr. Ji still be able to practice medicine?"
Her charming smile was especially alluring.
Ji Wensheng's gaze deepened, and after a long while, he chuckled softly: "Sheng Sheng is cunning and has won my heart. We have a long future ahead of us."
After he left, Wen Shengsheng's tense body gradually relaxed, and the smile on her face vanished in an instant.
Suddenly, a sneer rang out.
Wen Qinian has been here for who knows how long!
Wen Shengsheng ignored him and was about to leave when Wen Qinian mocked and insulted her, "You have no self-control."
“People with a heart see everything as dirty. Wen Qinian, haven’t you noticed? You are utterly filthy.”
After saying that, she ignored Wen Qinian's ashen face and left gracefully.
Wen Qinian gritted his teeth, thinking, "What an ungrateful wretch!"
As for Ji Wensheng—
He couldn't afford to offend him, but he could teach Ji Wensheng a lesson. No matter how bad Wen Shengsheng was, she was still a member of the Wen family. Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner!
When Wen Shengsheng arrived at the hospital entrance, a car stopped in front of her.
"Miss Wen, please get in the car."
Who are you?
“Mr. Qin doesn’t like waiting,” the driver said coldly. Wen Shengsheng’s lips twitched, and she got into the car.
Wen Qinian, who had rushed over from afar, watched helplessly as Wen Shengsheng got into an unfamiliar car.
He was panting heavily, his eyes unreadable.
Wen Shengsheng has just arrived in the capital. Who could she possibly know?
Wen Qinian made a phone call and said sternly, "Find out whose car Wen Shengsheng got into."
Wen Shengsheng, who had just left, finally arrived at Qin Heming's residence—Mohui Manor.
Throughout the journey, Wen Shengsheng kept thinking about one question.
What did Qin Hemian want with her?
In the living room.
Qin Heming leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed. Wen Shengsheng stood quietly, looking around. As soon as she entered, she smelled a faint medicinal scent in the air. Could it be that Qin Heming was sick?
She hesitated for a moment, then called out softly, "Mr. Qin..."
Qin Heming slowly opened his eyes, his tone leaving no room for refusal: "Come here."
Wen Shengsheng took a step forward. Qin Heming's slightly furrowed brows revealed a hint of displeasure, and his eyes were gloomy. Feeling lingering fear, she took two more steps forward. Just as Qin Heming was about to speak again, Wen Shengsheng strode up to Qin Heming.
If you walk any further, you'll be in his arms!
Fortunately, Qin Heming didn't speak again, and his brows visibly relaxed.
"Mr. Qin...is there something you need from me?"
Qin Heming met her gaze with a cold and indifferent look, his deep eyes swirling with unreadable meaning.
The next moment, Qin Heming looked away and said in a deep voice, "The progress of the perfume."
"Perfume?"
She looked at Qin Hemian with a puzzled expression.
Soon, she noticed Qin Heming's face darkening. Wen Shengsheng suddenly realized and hurriedly replied, "I remember now... I haven't forgotten, Mr. Qin. I have always remembered your instructions. Making incense requires time, tools, and funds. I hope you can give me some more time."
"ASAP."
Wen Shengsheng nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.
The atmosphere froze once again. Qin Heming neither told her to leave nor said anything else, leaving Wen Shengsheng feeling quite awkward standing there!
She actually felt quite awkward being alone with Qin Heming.
So Wen Shengsheng was the first to suggest leaving.
"Nothing to say?"
Qin Heming suddenly asked a question, and she met his deep gaze blankly, her mind racing with confusion: "What did you say?"
"go out!"
"..." Why did you suddenly get angry?
Men's hearts are hard to understand.
When Wen Shengsheng left without looking back, Qin Heming felt an indescribable feeling weighing heavily on his heart.
As Wen Shengsheng stepped out of the living room, she glanced curiously at the young man guarding outside. She had seen him before at the Debauchery; he was Qin Heming's bodyguard!
"Is Mr. Qin ill?"
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask," the young man replied coldly.
Oh, as expected of Qin Heming's people, just as cold and aloof.
Wen Shengsheng shrugged and walked away with elegant steps. After getting into the Qin family's car, her phone started vibrating incessantly.
One message after another, all from Wen Qinian.
[Wen Shengsheng, do you even know what shame is? Who is Qin Heming? How dare you get into his car!]
[You just go because we tell you to? Can't you have any self-respect?]
Come back immediately.
Don't be pathetic. Even if you want Qin Heming's bed, you should at least choose a suitable time.
...
Wen Shengsheng sneered, "The Wen family are the epitome of hypocritical sanctimonious people!"
She turned her phone face down, ignoring Wen Qinian's message.
After returning to the Wen family.
The servants looked at her with mostly pity.
Wen Shengsheng smiled nonchalantly, stunning everyone around her. When Wen Qinian came out, he happened to witness this scene.
Enraged, Wen Qinian glared fiercely at Wen Shengsheng, who pretended not to see him. Her indifference instantly infuriated Wen Qinian!
Why didn't you reply to all the messages I sent you?
Why go back?
"Wen Shengsheng, don't be ungrateful. Qin Heming is no ordinary person. If you offend Qin Heming, you won't even know how you died."
Wen Shengsheng touched the peach wood hairpin in her hair bun. She sat elegantly and sipped her tea, her mood completely unaffected.
Every move, every smile, is a captivating picture.
They had to admit that Wen Shengsheng's appearance was top-notch, but her behavior...
Wen Qinian's gaze fell on her beautiful figure outlined by the cheongsam, and his intense anger intensified.
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