Chapter 5 Oh, I'm Sorry
Zhou Yaya's face changed.
There was a bit more scrutiny in the way he looked at Wen Ning.
Ever since Wen Ning returned to the Zhou family, Zhou Yaya has been thinking about how to kick her out completely.
Therefore, she understands Wen Ning better than anyone else.
Because he was kidnapped when he was young, Wen Ning is extremely lacking in love, has low self-esteem, and is a typical people-pleasing personality.
What she fears most is not suffering, being tired or being bullied.
Instead, they are afraid of being denied and rejected by others, and they worry about gains and losses and feel insecure.
The easiest way to deal with her is to let her watch helplessly, and most importantly, her family hate her! Dislike her!
Thinking of this, Zhou Yaya forcefully let go of Wen Ning's hand, staggered back a few steps as if someone had pushed her down, and fell into Shen Xufeng's arms.
Shen Xufeng's eyes were cold and fierce. He hugged Zhou Yaya and tried his best to suppress something. He rarely spoke.
"I told you this ungrateful guy wouldn't apologize honestly!" Zhou Qingyan growled angrily.
Zhou Qingci couldn't hide his disappointment: "Wen Ning, do you really want to go back to the sanatorium? Apologize!"
Zhou Yaya smiled, waiting for Wen Ning's feeble self-defense to provoke the Zhou family's rage.
Just like always.
However, Wen Ning's gaze remained calm from beginning to end.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
The cold and hoarse voice was like a pool of stagnant water, making the people who were furiously accusing seem a little crazy.
The smile on Zhou Yaya's face completely froze, and a haze slowly gathered deep in her eyes.
Zhou Qingyan's mouth suddenly opened wide, "You, you?"
Wen Ning simply looked up at Zhou Qingci, who was in charge, and asked, "Can I leave now?"
Zhou Qingci didn't say anything.
Wen Ning apologized honestly, but his cold and numb expression was like a knife stabbing into his heart.
This was clearly the image of a good sister that he wanted to see, but why did he feel so indescribably annoyed?
At this time, Lin Wanyi looked left and right, and said carefully: "I just pushed it accidentally. We are sisters, so there is no need to make such a fuss. Ningning, you just came back from the sanatorium and you must be tired. Go back to your room and have a good rest first."
Wen Ning let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief, "Yeah."
After speaking, she turned and left without stopping.
This is completely different from the way he used to be, always sticking to them shamelessly and trying to please them clumsily.
Shen Xufeng stared at her back in a daze, his fists slowly clenched.
He was closest and could clearly see that it was Zhou Yaya who took the initiative to pull Wen Ning's hand and fell backwards.
She knew clearly that she was innocent and that everyone had wronged her, so why didn't she defend herself?
Shen Xufeng couldn't help but shout, "Wen Ning!"
The girl's thin and slender figure did not stop.
For a moment, Shen Xufeng's eyebrows were covered with an indissoluble haze.
Not only him, but the Zhou family as well.
Zhou Yaya was also a little surprised, but she immediately reacted and said in a sad tone: "Sister, are you angry? I told you that you don't need to apologize, but sister is still angry."
"You have so many little tricks! I wonder where you learned all these hard-to-get tricks!" Zhou Qingyan suppressed his inner uneasiness and said with disgust, "You're not worthy of public attention."
Is this really a sneaky trick?
Zhou Qingci and Lin Wanyi were half-believing and half-doubting, but when they came to their senses, they continued to invite everyone to drink.
Wen Ning left the banquet and approached the butler: "Where's my brother? Why can't I see him?"
Butler Liu paused and said, "The Third Young Master is in the room."
Wen Ning was stunned, his intuition told him something was wrong.
She walked quickly towards Zhou Qinghe's room.
It was already dark, and the man was sitting on the balcony. The dim light shone all over him, and his thin back was both elegant and a little lonely.
"Brother!" Wen Ning's heart, which had been dead for a long time, began to beat rapidly.
The man seemed to freeze for a moment, then turned his head abruptly: "Ningning?!"
Wen Ning ran in briskly and was about to hug the man when he saw the wheelchair under his legs.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Zhou Qinghe picked up a thin blanket and covered his skinny and deformed legs.
A smile appeared on his handsome pale face: "Ningning, welcome home."
The two are twins. Zhou Qinghe was born five minutes earlier than Wen Ning. He is the older brother and the only person in the family who truly loves Wen Ning.
Therefore, Wen Ning would only call him brother, and call others the eldest young master, the second young master, and Madam Zhou.
Wen Ning's voice trembled: "Brother, what's wrong with your leg?"
"It's nothing, I just had a car accident. Don't worry, I'm fine now. But you've lost a lot of weight. Did someone bully you in the sanatorium?" Zhou Qinghe smiled gently and changed the subject.
Wen Ning shook his head vigorously. "No, I'm doing fine! But brother, you've always had poor health and rarely go out. How could you have been in a car accident?"
Zhou Qinghe was born with a congenital deficiency and has been weak since childhood. He has always stayed at home to recuperate. Even when he went to school, he just hired a private tutor to teach him at home.
How could someone who never leaves the house get into a car accident?
Facing the girl's worried eyes, Zhou Qinghe concealed the real purpose of his trip - he was anxious to hold an art exhibition and raise money to take his sister out of the nursing home.
He insisted that it was an accident. He had to go out sometime and it was just bad luck.
Wen Ning lowered his head, gently hugged the man's skinny and crippled legs, and cried, "Brother, can it be cured?"
"The doctor said it depends on the situation."
"Brother, I will definitely help you heal your leg, you believe me."
Zhou Qinghe raised his lips to a gentle and faint smile. He was about to pat her back to comfort her, but the moment he raised his hand, he saw the red mark on the girl's snow-white neck.
The smile froze instantly.
"Ningning, what's wrong with the injury on the back of your neck?"
Wen Ning subconsciously wanted to cover it up. This was an instinct he had developed in the sanatorium. Sometimes, doctors and nurses didn't control things accurately, and it would leave some marks on them.
Those who leave traces and do not learn to cover them up well will face more severe punishment once they are caught.
Zhou Qinghe grabbed her wrist.
The voice, as gentle as jade, seemed to be wrapped in ice: "Was it those people in the sanatorium who did it?"
Wen Ning sighed and was about to speak when a disdainful sneer suddenly came from behind him.
"Third brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want."
"My parents pay hundreds of thousands of yuan for her medical expenses every month and provide her with the highest level of treatment. What kind of injury could she have?"
"Or was she just pretending to be pitiful and telling lies to you?"
"I'm telling you the truth, this injury was caused by me."
It’s Zhou Qingyan again.
Wen Ning clenched his fists, suppressed the anger in his heart, ignored his words, and turned to Zhou Qinghe.
"Brother, let me push you out for a walk."
"Okay." Zhou Qinghe nodded.
Just as Wen Ning was about to push the wheelchair, Zhou Qingyan, who was ignored, became more and more angry.
"Get lost!" He pushed Wen Ning away and grabbed the wheelchair. "Does it even get your turn to show some attention, bitch?"
Wen Ning was pushed against the white wall by him, and her elbow made a "crack" sound. Her face turned pale in an instant, and her body fell limply.
Her arm seemed to be broken again.
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