Tang Yue raised his eyes, his gaze indifferent and expressionless.
Everyone instinctively took a few steps back.
Seeing this, Meng Shen raised his hand to cover his eyes, a deep sense of shame rising within him.
Tang Yue: "Wanwan's book is still on the sofa, take it back to her."
Meng Shen nodded, picked it up and took a look; it was a foreign language book. He flipped through a few pages with interest, and found it filled with densely packed English words. He recognized them all, but the meanings, when put together, were difficult to understand and made his head spin.
It seems Yu Xiaowan is serious about getting first place this time, with books on finance!
"Sister Yu even reads world classics, all in English, how fashionable!" someone exclaimed in surprise.
Meng Shen glared at him: "You don't know anything!"
The crowd dispersed in a rush.
Soon, the room returned to silence, and under the dim light, it felt strangely cold and deserted.
Tang Yue was already used to it.
He lowered his eyes and sent Yu Wan another text message.
[Tang Yue: It's late, don't come over. Message me when you get home.]
The message had just been sent when a phone call came in.
It's Yan Lin!
"When members of Organization S appeared at Jiang University and were discovered..."
Tang Yue, whose expression had remained calm and gentle, suddenly frowned and blurted out urgently, "Is this targeting Wanwan? Is she alright?"
There was a pause of a few seconds. During those few seconds, he felt a hand gripping his heart tightly, pulling and squeezing until it throbbed with pain. Ignoring everything, he got out of bed. Because of the excessive force, he aggravated his wounds, and the pain made him gasp.
"Don't get agitated," Yan Lin said. "Miss Yu is fine. In fact, she's the one who beat someone up. The people responsible for protecting her saw her enter the villa and she was alright."
Tang Yue's heart sank and then pounded again. How could nothing have happened? She must have been hiding it from him while enduring the pain. The S organization consisted of a group of desperate criminals, all of whom were highly skilled.
He took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down.
His long, slender fingers, hanging at his sides, clenched into fists.
"I'm coming right away." Tang Yue's eyes reddened slightly, a cold smile flashing in them, concealing a storm. He planned to interrogate that person personally and make them pay the price.
Yan Lin hesitated and said, "But your body..."
"I can get out of bed and do some simple activities now, I'm fine." Tang Yue smiled. "But I'll have to trouble Uncle Yan to arrange for someone to be sent over from Beijing as soon as possible..."
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"hiss--"
Inside the room, Yu Wan was applying ointment to her wounds.
Looking in the mirror, I could see several bluish patches on my back.
Although she subdued the man, she also sustained several injuries. These wounds couldn't be shown to others, so she had to apply medicine in her room. So was used to doing these things, so it wasn't very strenuous for her.
After applying the medicine, Yu Wan opened the window to let in some fresh air.
A cold wind swept in, forcefully suppressing the anxiety in my heart.
The man was incredibly stubborn; even when he was beaten half to death, he wouldn't utter a word. However, she noticed the tattoos on his body.
A six-pointed star wearing a top hat.
Why did Organization S target her? What are they planning to do? Who are they using her kidnapped to threaten? Old Man Yu, or Tang Yue?
Or perhaps it's a test.
Or rather... warning!
Yu Wan's lips curled into a half-smile.
"Young Master Meng, you're back... Miss... she's upstairs."
"I'm going to find her."
"They are all very energetic and energetic. It's good to be young."
Suddenly, the sound of Aunt Chen and Meng Shen talking came from downstairs, followed by the sound of someone coming upstairs.
Yu Wan closed the medical kit and put it in the cabinet, then lay down on the bed. Just as she lay down, the footsteps outside the door stopped abruptly.
"May I come in?" Meng Shen knocked on the door and asked.
Yu Wan deliberately lowered her voice and gave a muffled reply, sounding as if she were still sleepy.
"Click"
Meng Shen pushed open the door and immediately shivered from the icy air in the room, exclaiming in surprise, "Holy crap, Yu Xiaowan, are you trying to cultivate immortality?!"
He strode forward and closed the window, shutting out the bleak north wind.
The next moment, Meng Shen frowned.
A faint, lingering scent of traditional Chinese medicine for bruises and sprains remained in the room.
My gaze involuntarily fell on the headboard.
The dim, yellow light from the desk lamp fell on Yu Wan, softening her overly delicate and radiant profile.
Anger, resentment, heartache... a complex mix of emotions welled up in his chest, filling his heart. Meng Shen turned and walked to the cabinet, suddenly pulling it open. Sure enough, he found a medicine box inside.
He tilted his head, his eyes slightly upturned, his expression blank, and uttered a brief six-word question: "Could you explain?"
In the silence, Yu Wan seemed to sigh, but the sound was so faint that it was almost inaudible.
She threw back the covers, turned over and lay face down on the bed, pretending to be relaxed as she said, "I have a bruise on my shoulder, and it will get worse tomorrow if I don't rub it. Since you've found out, please, Young Master Meng, do me a favor and help me apply the medicine."
Meng Shen came over with a dark expression, carrying a medicine box.
When she pulled her clothes down, revealing a large bruise on her shoulder, his pupils contracted slightly, and all his anger and resentment vanished, leaving only a deep sense of heartache.
"You only care about fighting and having fun by yourself, and you don't even think about your brothers when it's good. That's not very nice of you." Meng Shen snorted coldly, his hands still moving, he poured out some medicinal wine, and then vigorously rubbed her shoulders.
Yu Wan couldn't help but groan.
"I'll make you suffer, make it hurt a little, so you'll remember next time." Meng Shen said that, but his hands became much gentler.
Yu Wan lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."
She hadn't intended for anyone to know, and she certainly didn't want to involve Meng Shen or put him in danger. But he was too perceptive, and in the end, she was discovered.
Meng Shen gritted his teeth and said, "Worry my ass, I'm angry. My daughter, whom I raised with such care and love, was bullied, and she didn't even utter a sound. If I don't get revenge, where will I put my face in the future? Tell me, which blind bastard did this?"
"..." He's having another episode.
Yu Wan's expression froze for a moment.
After a moment, a cold smile appeared on his lips: "I was ambushed at school. I don't know who sent them. I beat them for a long time but they wouldn't say a word. In the end, I had no choice but to hand them over to the police."
Hearing her nonchalant tone, Meng Shen felt a sudden tightness in his chest, involuntarily recalling that year when Yu Wan was kidnapped at school. When she was later rescued from the kidnappers, she was barely alive, covered in wounds…
A sharp, stabbing pain suddenly spread from his heart throughout his body, and the veins on his neck bulged. He endured it for a while before suppressing his anger and asking in a hoarse voice, "You didn't suffer any losses, did you?"
“Of course.” Yu Wan raised her eyebrows and said smugly, “That guy is all show and no substance, he’ll probably be in the hospital for days.”
At first glance, his tone seemed smug and nonchalant, but the last few words carried a cold and fierce undertone.
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