Chapter 33 It turns out I wasn't dreaming.
In September, during summer vacation, Wen Ling returned to her hometown.
Shang Chen also became very busy, and messages were often sent in cycles, but Wen Ling didn't care much. As long as he could reply with a message every day to let her know he was safe, she was already satisfied.
Wen He has also recovered from the heartbreak.
When Bai Weiwei returned from summer vacation, she came to him again to try to get back together. She asked several people to ask him out, but Wen He refused to come out. This time, it seemed that he was truly heartbroken and would never look back.
Wen He was bored at home and had nothing to do; he even lost interest in playing video games.
He invited Wen Ling, who was equally bored, to go out and have some fun. Wen Ling asked, "Where should we go?"
Wen He stared blankly: "I don't know. Anywhere is fine, it's better than lying at home."
Wen Ling glanced at him and tentatively asked, "Or... how about going to G City?"
Wen He didn't react at first. He nodded and said, "Okay, sure," when he heard the place name. But then he suddenly realized something was wrong. Didn't they just come back from G City?
"Do you want to go see Shang Chen?"
Wen Ling blushed, nodded, and looked at him expectantly.
Wen He held his breath, unable to speak, his face flushing red: "Sister, really, really, is he that good? How can you like him so much?"
Wen Ling poked his forehead with her index finger: "If you like someone, you like them, just like you liked Bai Weiwei."
Wen He retorted, his neck stiff: "I don't like it anymore!"
"Fine, I don't like it." Wen Ling didn't argue with him. "Then when do we leave?"
Wen He glanced at her, then suddenly sighed and sprawled on the bed: "I don't really want to go. Can we go somewhere else?"
Wen Ling stood up, hands on her hips: "Wen He."
Wen He decided to play the fool and rolled around on the bed: "It's not that I don't want to go, it's just that my older brother and the others told us to stay at home and not to run around."
"I'll see him again after school starts."
"I don't even know what's going on over there. What if that crazy woman really has someone watching you? Then I'll become a sinner against the Wen family. I'm not going, I'm not going."
When he looked up again, Wen Ling had already left his room.
He just heard the door close, and he sighed and scratched his head in frustration: "What's going on here?"
…
That evening, Wen Ling received a call from Shang Chen.
When asked about his recent situation, Shang Chen said that his mother had returned from abroad to help with the matter, and with his maternal grandfather's side of the family involved, things became much easier.
Upon hearing this, Wen Ling was a little excited: "Then, can we meet now?"
Shang Chen coughed and said, "Lingling, let's do it later."
Ge Qingqing is insane.
That very day, someone was sent to investigate what happened between Shang Chen and Wen Ling at school. They had never tried to hide anything, so Ge Qingqing easily found out about their relationship.
She loathed the fact that the man she fancied was surrounded by other women.
Following the clues, they found out the situation of the Wen family.
He was just a nouveau riche who got lucky a little over a decade ago.
Companies that are newly established and not yet stable are the easiest to defeat.
She only used a small trick, and the Wen family was already in a complete mess.
Wen Ling was unaware of this, as was Wen He.
Shang Chen knew perfectly well that Ge Qingqing was just putting on a show for him.
Ge Qingqing used coercive measures against Shang Chen.
Fortunately, Song Yinxue arrived in time with her men and rescued him. From then on, he was protected by bodyguards.
While collecting evidence of Ge Qingqing's embezzlement during her tenure, he became increasingly reckless. Whenever he found someone with inside information, he would immediately meet them, drink with them, and get them drunk so he could find out more information.
After more than ten days, even the strongest body couldn't withstand it.
Shang Chen drank so much that he ended up in the hospital.
He struggled to get up, but Song Yinxue comforted him, "Your godmother has already decided to get a divorce and has hired a lawyer to divide the property. Your father is going crazy at home. He doesn't want a divorce, so he has no choice but to agree to your godmother's request."
"What are your demands?" Shang Chen could roughly guess, but he was reluctant to believe it. Even when he was young, Shang Chen knew that they were a community of shared interests, and no matter how much things fell apart, he would not easily mention divorce.
There are too many collaborative projects and too many entanglements. No matter how the assets are divided, both parties will suffer heavy losses, and the company's stock price will also be greatly affected. If this is done, Shang Jia may be dethroned as the richest man in China.
Shang Mingzhi lacked ability but coveted the title.
The reason he's dared to be so arrogant all these years is simply because Qin Li turns a blind eye to his affairs. After all, she's living a carefree life abroad, and as a woman, she relies on her husband's family for support, giving her the confidence to stand up for herself in her own family.
As for Shang Chen, he thought Qin Li was the same as him—disgusted. Looking at him reminded him of the absurdity of their marriage. Shang Mingzhi thought Qin Li was like him, with no affection for Shang Chen. She had calculated everything, but she hadn't figured out how much Qin Li had sacrificed for Shang Chen.
"What do you think?" Song Yinxue raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry about them for now. Your girl keeps calling you, and I saw you were busy, so I answered one for you."
Shang Chenru was struck dumb: "What did you say?"
Song Yinxue shrugged innocently: "I was just telling the truth."
Shang Chen gritted his teeth: "Get out."
Song Yinxue clicked her tongue twice: "Why are you being so fierce? You clearly want it to die too."
Knowing he was genuinely angry, Song Yinxue didn't dare linger in the ward. She left as soon as she finished speaking and reached the hospital entrance, where she received a call from her darling: "You've got it done. How are you planning to thank me?"
Song Yinxue's brows relaxed, clearly relieved. Dealing with Ge Qingqing openly was not an option, so she had to resort to covert tactics.
It just so happens that her boyfriend has some connections.
Sitting in the car, she lowered her voice, her tone ambiguous: "Tonight, you can do whatever you want."
"Come back quickly!"
…
When Wen Ling arrived at the hospital, it was already evening.
She found the ward number she remembered and went to the door. The door was open, and Wen Ling walked straight in. When she met the eyes of a woman, she was stunned for a moment and subconsciously stepped back: "Excuse me, I have the wrong ward."
Just as she was about to leave.
The woman suddenly spoke up: "You must be Wen Ling."
Wen Ling was stunned. She stared at her for a long time, but couldn't recognize where she had seen her before. She couldn't help but think of Ge Qingqing, who seemed to be about the same age.
Seriously? We just arrived and already ran into this?
Is Shang Chen here too? What is she planning to do here? Should I run away? Is she really going to arrest me?
In those few seconds of internal struggle, Wen Ling subconsciously lifted her foot: "No, I'm not."
Wen Ling turned to run away, but Qin Li said helplessly, "I am Shang Chen's mother."
Wen Ling stopped again, her face flushed, looking very flustered: "...Hello, Auntie."
Once she calmed down, she realized that Shang Chen's features did indeed resemble her aunt's. She blamed herself for being too nervous; her mind had gone blank, and she couldn't understand anything.
Shang Chen was still sleeping.
During this period, he suffered from severe sleep deprivation, and his eyes were covered in bruises. After being admitted to the hospital, he was only awake for two or three hours in 24 hours, and the rest of the time he was either sleeping or sleeping.
Wen Ling sat down at the head of the bed, not daring to make too much noise.
Just looking at that face quietly seemed to fill all the emptiness she had felt during this time. Thankfully, he was alright, and thankfully it was discovered in time, preventing more serious stomach bleeding.
Fortunately, Shang Chen's mother was willing to come back and help him deal with this thorny issue.
However, Auntie and Shang Chen didn't seem to know each other very well. As soon as Wen Ling arrived, Qin Li was about to get up and leave: "Since you're here, take good care of him."
Wen Ling was still a little dazed: "Auntie, you're leaving already? Aren't you going to... sit for a while longer?"
"I'm not sitting here," Qin Li said. "He doesn't want to see me either."
Wen Ling remained silent, unsure of what to say.
Qin Li picked up her bag, walked to the door, then remembered something and turned back: "Our first meeting was a bit rushed, I didn't prepare a gift."
Wen Ling shook her head, saying no, she hadn't prepared anything. The next second, she saw Qin Li take off the jade bracelet on her wrist, which was clearly of very good quality: "I think you'll like this."
Then, without saying a word, I put it on her.
Before Wen Ling could react, Qin Li had already left the ward.
Looking at the open door, she suddenly exclaimed, "Auntie is such a decisive person."
She walked over, reached out to close the door, and inevitably saw the jade bracelet again. After hesitating for a moment, she took it off and put it in the bedside drawer, muttering to herself, "I'll have Shang Chen return it to Auntie when he wakes up."
Wen Ling originally wanted to wait for Shang Chen.
But I was so tired from the long journey that I just lay down on the headboard and accidentally fell asleep.
She ran away secretly this time.
Only after boarding the plane did he send a message to his family to let them know he was safe, claiming that he was just going there and would be back soon and that nothing would happen.
When Wen He received that message from her, it felt like the sky had fallen.
He immediately notified his older brother. Wen Zan, who was already extremely busy with the company, had to go out to find his sister. Fortunately, Chen Yao reassured him: "Don't worry, Shang Chen will make sure nothing happens to her."
“You’ve seen how hard he’s been working lately,” Chen Yao said. “Ge Qingqing is too busy to take care of them right now, so don’t worry, I’ll call Lingling later.”
Wen Zan was still worried: "I have to see her in person."
"Don't go." Chen Yao blocked the doorway. "The two kids finally get to see each other. Why are you going over there to join in the fun? Just stay home and wait."
Wen Zan looked at her with a rather complicated expression: "That makes me even more worried. You seem quite satisfied with Shang Chen."
Chen Yao was speechless and didn't stop her. She walked to the sofa and said, "Then go ahead. If Lingling is angry with you, don't come complaining to me."
Wen Zan: "..."
…
The night was deep and quiet, and the corridor was also very quiet.
Shang Chen woke up hungry. It was pitch black in front of him, and he could only see the curtains swaying gently in front of the window through the moonlight.
He moved his arm and immediately felt someone pressing down on his hand. He frowned slightly, unable to understand who would be sleeping here.
As soon as I pulled my hand away, the person moved slightly, still dazed.
Raising her head, rubbing her eyes, and speaking softly through the indistinct darkness, she asked, "...Shang Chen, are you awake?"
Shang Chen froze.
Wen Ling fumbled for the bedside nightlight and turned it on. It was a very comfortable light source, and they met each other's gaze.
Seeing the person still stunned, Wen Ling smiled and said, "You're awake."
"Why aren't you saying anything now that you're awake?"
"Didn't you expect me to come?"
"Shang Chen..."
The person who had been quiet for a long time suddenly leaned over, hugged her, and took a deep breath: "So I wasn't dreaming."
Wen Ling hugged him back and replied, "I'm not dreaming, I'm really here."
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