Chapter 123 Deep Addiction to the Antidote
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People come and go in this world, and not everything has a conclusion.
When Wen Yining typed these words on her phone, a full year had passed since they last met.
He didn't come to see her again late at night after getting drunk, nor did he contact her through a third party. Life went on as usual. She wouldn't die without someone. People around her still wanted to introduce her to potential partners, but she still wasn't interested.
After her older brother and sister-in-law broke up, she sometimes felt lonely and would spend the night at her brother's newly bought house.
As graduation approaches, many of my classmates have already switched to other careers.
Few people continue acting; some remain as unknown supporting characters. However, the pay for extra roles is too low, and most people with decent education cannot accept it. Of her roommates, their families had already made plans, but she was still hesitant.
Wen Yiran has been in the workforce for many years and has some connections, but they are limited to the medical aesthetics industry. She can't help in other industries. We discussed it with her in advance and asked her to continue working as an intermediary. Moreover, her face is very suitable. The girls who come for consultation will ask to get the same double eyelids, nose bridge, or face shape as her.
However, she didn't really like it and only considered this job as a temporary measure. She would change jobs when other opportunities came along. She didn't want to deal with strangers every day, but the income was decent.
After Qiao Yin learned that she was in this line of work, she introduced her to clients. One day, a beautiful woman came to her with her boyfriend to consult about breast augmentation, saying that her boyfriend liked big breasts.
She offered some words of advice, reminding me of the risks of the surgery, and admitted she didn't quite understand why a woman would undergo such a dangerous procedure for a man.
The man was short, wore a Rolex on his wrist, and was covered in logos. He was in his thirties, and his car keys were on the table, so he was clearly not short of money.
The fat man asked her, amused, "Beautiful lady, what do you mean by not making money when you have the chance?"
Indeed, she received a 50% commission on successful clients she brought in, but she always felt uneasy about receiving the money, since all surgeries carry risks, and she couldn't just focus on the positive aspects.
While the beautiful woman was at her medical consultation, the man's hands started to wander, reaching towards her waist and asking her, "Is your job tiring? Would you like to do an easier job?"
"Sir, please don't do this. Your girlfriend will be out in a moment."
She got up and fled, refusing the man's invitation.
Seeing that she didn't mean it, the man let it go.
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A month later, she had almost forgotten about it.
That evening, she suddenly received a call from the hospital saying that there had been an accident during the surgery. Although the surgeon was not Wen Yiran, they were both from the same institution, and Wen Yiran had introduced the surgeon to the hospital. The hospital was going to sue the doctor and demand that he pay 500,000 yuan in compensation.
The organization promised to cover the subsequent repair costs, but did not intend to pay any compensation.
There are countless lawsuits in this industry. At first, Wen Yiran didn't take it seriously and told her to relax.
As a result, the man went directly to her rented apartment and threatened her, saying that if she was willing to sleep with him, he would not hold her responsible and would only hold the doctor responsible.
Medical aesthetic intermediaries do indeed engage in fraudulent activities, but Wen Yining didn't use those tactics. However, she still hoped to minimize the problem and resolve it peacefully.
I was alone in my apartment that day, getting ready to sleep, when I received another harassing message on my phone.
She was a little scared and didn't dare to go out alone, so she called her older brother, "Brother, it seems like Zhang Hao is here again. How is his girlfriend doing? Wasn't she recovering well from her second surgery? Why is she causing trouble again?"
Wen Yiran immediately put on her coat and prepared to go out, and told her, "You stay in the house and lock the door. I'll be there in a bit. If all else fails, tell Chen Jiabai to ask his dad to resolve this, otherwise this will keep bothering you endlessly."
Incidents of violence against medical staff are rampant. Regardless of whether it is the doctor's fault or not, it is difficult to determine who is right and who is wrong. There are also cases where family members go after the doctor to take their life.
The man wanted the agency to pay him back, but they hadn't. In addition, he was driven by lust and thought Wen Yining was good-looking. He harassed her many times without success, and now he finally saw an opportunity.
He also said that she used to be a prostitute and that he had seen her at a club.
She called the police once during the incident, but it was to no avail because the other party did not cause her any real harm.
She paced back and forth in the room, conflicted. "Forget about Chen Jiabai, but call your second brother over too. The more people, the better."
However, Chen Jiabai said that he could get back together with her and get married at any time, just like they planned two years ago.
She had no such idea. Although she had refused, Chen Jiabai was confident, as if he had expected this outcome. He told her to give her time and not to rush.
He didn't pressure her to make a decision early on, thinking she wouldn't meet a better guy.
As Wen Yiran drove off, he didn't forget to advise her, "You two just went out to eat, and I don't think he intends to pursue those matters. If you're not looking for a partner, you can start over with him."
"Don't hang up yet, I'm on my way. Don't pay attention to that person, we'll talk when I get there."
Wen Yining remained silent.
The door was pounded loudly. The man seemed to be drunk. "Wen Yining, I know you're home. My girlfriend would never have gone for plastic surgery if you hadn't introduced her to it. Now she's almost disfigured and has suffered so much. Don't you think you have to compensate us—"
She ignored him, but he became even more aggressive and started banging on the door. The apartment complex was old and dilapidated, and the loud noise from the man's banging made it sound like an earthquake inside.
My heart was pounding, and a sense of unease washed over me.
Fortunately, Wen Yiran arrived shortly after. He was a head taller than Zhang Hao and, having worked out regularly, had a more imposing presence. However, knowing that Wen Yiran was also a doctor, Zhang Hao began to hurl unspeakable and foul language at him.
Wen Yiran also had to handle the scalpel; his hands were as important as his life, so he almost never got into fights. But today it was his own sister, so he had to come. While the other woman was venting her anger, he took out his phone to call the police.
The man grabbed him by the collar, snatched his phone, and threw it down the stairs.
"What's the point of calling the police?!"
"elder brother…"
Upon hearing the commotion, Wen Yining grabbed her self-defense tools and opened the door. Two people could easily gain the upper hand against a drunk man.
But in the scuffle, things got out of control, and she lost her grip, causing the man to fall down the stairs.
"ah--"
In this old-style residential area, the stairs lead directly into the building.
The man was heavy and disoriented; he missed a step and slowly tumbled down, his cries of agony piercing and painful.
The dim lights in the hallway went out and came on again, and I watched as dark red blood slowly seeped out, both clear and blurry.
Wen Yining's mind went blank, and her body froze. Only then did she realize that she had made a mistake.
Wen Yiran remained calm upon seeing the blood. "Call 120 first, don't panic."
Then he asked, "Are there security cameras here?"
"It seems so, but I don't know if it's open or not..."
Wen Yiran went downstairs to check on the man's condition, skillfully bandaged him to stop the bleeding, and then told her, "It's not a big problem."
Unlike him, Wen Yining was encountering something like this for the first time, so she was inevitably worried and scared.
On the way to the hospital, her mind went blank, and she whispered to her older brother, "What if he wants me to go to jail?"
Her older brother advised her, "You can't get a minor injury conviction, so pay more compensation and settle it privately if possible."
Calling the police before was useless; when the police came, they could only mediate the conflict and verbally warn the man to stop harassing her.
She never imagined it would come to this.
The rest of the time was handled according to procedure: I went to the police station to give a statement and was questioned.
The man's injuries weren't serious; if he accepted the money, the case would be dropped and everything would be fine.
But we must pursue this to the end and leave her with a criminal record before we stop.
Wen Yiran had savings and offered 200,000 yuan in compensation. After all, his younger sister was still young, just entering society, and had a long life ahead of her. He couldn't leave a stain on her reputation.
But the man said he didn't need the money and refused to settle, arrogantly saying he would only feel better if Wen Yining was sentenced to prison.
Wen Yiran offered to pay more, but the man still refused.
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And so, she was detained for a week, starving and exhausted, each day feeling like an eternity. In just seven days, she lost a lot of weight.
There was no hot water in the shower, and the northern winter was bitterly cold.
Being monitored the entire time, eating only plain water, cabbage, and steamed buns, made it impossible to distinguish between day and night, leaving one feeling as if in a dream.
The conditions in detention centers are much worse than in prisons.
People who have never experienced this kind of hardship since childhood may have the illusion that they are worse than pigs and dogs.
The day she was led out, waiting for her at the door were the tall backs of two men, one of whom she hadn't seen in a long time—
A familiar stranger. Her heart skipped a beat, her face turned pale, and she froze.
Shen Yueze wore a black trench coat, his hair was ruffled by the north wind, he frowned slightly, he was in a bad mood, he raised his arm to his lips to smoke, took a puff, his expression was gloomy, his posture was casual, his other hand was in his pocket, he was listening to Wen Yiran speak, and nodded slightly after listening.
She immediately realized what was going on; she was supposed to be detained for half a month, but was released after only 7 days.
But she thought her older brother would ask Chen Jiabai for help, or sell her luxury goods to settle the case with the man and drop the charges.
Wen Yiran looked over worriedly, "That bastard doesn't agree to a settlement, and Shen Yueze got you out of there."
Seeing that her expression was off, I asked, "What happened? Were you bullied inside?"
"No."
She shook her head. "I just haven't been eating or sleeping well."
Shen Yueze stared at her, asking nothing, his expression somewhat complicated.
Her throat tightened, and all the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat. Her eyes burned; it had been so long since they last met, and her emotions were a jumbled mess. Her heart ached with a bittersweet feeling, and all the words she wanted to say were reduced to a choked "Thank you."
"Get in the car."
He didn't say anything more at the door, opened the door of the Maybach, and got in.
Wen Yiran got off the bus midway, gave her a deep look, and seemed to understand her choice, so he simply said nothing.
Although she didn't want Shen Yueze to get back together with her sister, she couldn't just use them and then throw them away.
The driver stopped in front of the hotel.
He said, "Go upstairs and get some sleep."
"oh."
She came down alone, took the elevator to the top-floor suite, took a shower, threw away all the clothes she was wearing when she came out, and never wanted to see them again, otherwise she would be reminded of her experience in the detention center.
She couldn't stay even one more day; that feeling was unforgettable. So she was willing to do anything Shen Yueze asked her to do.
After taking a half-hour shower, it felt as if I had washed away all the experiences of the past few days.
I lay on the soft bed for a while, turned on the TV, watched some boring programs, but still didn't see him, and unknowingly fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already dark. My phone was full of missed calls, but none of them were from Shen Yueze. I felt inexplicably empty inside.
I don't even know if he has a girlfriend now. After so much time has passed, his needs are still high, so he must be dating someone else.
He saved her either out of pity or out of a sense of past affection.
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Chen Jiabai called again, urgently asking for her address.
They arrived half an hour later.
Upon entering the suite, he looked around, asking, "Where is Shen Yueze?"
"He's not in now. "
Chen Jiabai couldn't calm down, and his voice was anxious, "Ningning, I've also talked to my dad about it. If nothing unexpected happens, you should be released in the next couple of days. This kind of detention won't last more than half a month."
"I didn't expect Shen Yueze to be so fast..."
"You two have never met, so why are you looking for him and not me? Why didn't you tell me in the first place?"
Wen Yining's expression remained indifferent, without much reaction. "I thought it would be fine once my brother paid compensation. The other person only suffered minor injuries, so if he agreed to settle out of court, it would be easy to handle."
Chen Jiabai looked her up and down, then hugged her tightly, as if he knew he was about to lose her.
"What I said last time, what have you thought about? I thought something had happened to you. I haven't been able to eat these past few days, really."
Wen Yining remained calm and unmoved, forcefully pulling his arm away and saying without any regard for their past relationship, "Don't do this, let go... Go find someone else, I really have no intention of getting married."
Chen Jiabai was dismissed by her, looking disappointed but helpless before leaving.
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She was alone in the suite that cost 250,000 yuan a night, feeling very lonely and surrounded by a sense of emptiness.
Wen Yining went back to bed and slept for a while. She didn't know what time it was outside, nor did she set a timer.
Thinking about it carefully, even without his current contact information, I haven't actually deleted him on WeChat. The chat history and photos are still there. I changed phones once, and everything was transferred to the new one. My memories of him are like a diary that has been deliberately sealed away.
Half asleep, she felt someone kissing her—
The scent of perfume was sharp and intense; the hands were large and powerful, with a cold touch; my neck was being gripped, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe…
"Hmm...uh..."
Her heart began to race, and she regained consciousness due to lack of oxygen. In the darkness, she was pressed down by a man's body, separated by a hotel blanket, but the bone structure was still clearly visible.
The kiss was extremely familiar; it was his favorite wet kiss, which made her head spin and her pulse pound. She finally managed to break free.
"Shen Yueze...?"
She called out to him as she breathed, her lips aching from being bitten.
He paused, then lifted the blanket and groped his way inside.
The room was dark, but she could tell from the sound of breathing that the man who had forcibly kissed her was Shen Yueze.
She was only wearing a bathrobe underneath, and the straps were loose.
His hands were cold, making her shiver. She continued calling to him, "Shen Yueze, can you say something...?"
I could sense that he was breathing, so I stopped and then turned on the light.
His voice was deep, "How long have you two been back together?"
"us…."
Wen Yining didn't realize for a moment who he was asking about. Her heart sank, and she was caught in a dilemma. She thought things would move to the next step, but after turning on the light and seeing his suppressed expression, she became a little nervous.
"Didn't Chen Jiabai come looking for you this afternoon?"
Wen Yining wanted to explain that they had not reconciled.
His gaze was fixed on her flushed chest. "These hickeys on your body, did he do them?"
She also lowered her head, then pulled her bathrobe tighter, and hurriedly said, "We only exchanged two sentences. He has a good relationship with my brother, but I haven't met him much."
"How much money is that man asking you to pay?"
"I don't know, it was initially 500,000."
The key is to agree to a settlement so that the case can be dropped. The man's previous refusal to budge and his continued harassment were also meant to teach her a lesson.
He pondered for a moment, then began to unbutton his shirt one button at a time. "Don't worry about this, I'll take care of it for you."
"What are the conditions?"
Wen Yining knew, of course, that he wasn't a philanthropist. She stared intently as he undressed and went into the bathroom, expecting him to say something like, "Let's continue to sleep together."
His response was indifferent: "Marry me."
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A note from the author:
I initially said this article was dragging on and on, and looking at it this way, it really is quite a stretch.
The end in the next chapter~
I've never been very good at writing sweet romance side stories [pat on the head]
Moreover, this kind of bittersweet writing mainly focuses on the tug-of-war process; if I were to write a sweet story, it would be sweet from beginning to end.
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