Chapter 48 Provocation
A few days later, Wen Eryu learned from Tang Yi that Du Yan had surrendered to the police station.
It seems that she misunderstood Chen Jize. No wonder he reacted so strongly before, as if he had eaten gunpowder. Who wouldn't be angry?
Wen Eryu looked at the egg noodles in the bowl and instantly lost her appetite. She took out her cell phone and tentatively sent a 111 to Shen Jize.
After a few seconds, the message was sent successfully. Wen Eryu thought that Shen Jize had deleted her, but she didn't expect that he actually sent it. She immediately withdrew the message.
Fortunately, she could withdraw it within two minutes, otherwise she didn't know how to explain it to him.
After a few minutes, seeing that Shen Ji Ze hadn't replied, she heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed in her chair.
In the past few days, Wen Eryu has been browsing recruitment software, but still hasn't found a suitable job.
She put down her phone, went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and then went out.
After arriving at the hospital, she walked to Song Bowen's ward with ease.
As soon as the door opened, Song Bowen was seen surrounded by two policemen.
Tang Yi, who was standing aside, walked towards Wen Eryu, signaled with his eyes, then opened the door and walked out.
Wen Eryu followed him out and asked, "What's going on?"
"It's nothing serious. The police just came to take a statement and ask Mr. Song if he would accept Du Yan's private mediation. I just told you everything else on the phone."
Wen Eryu nodded: "I understand."
After standing in the corridor for a while, two police officers came out, one in front and one behind. They said to Tang Yi, "Since you don't agree to private mediation, then follow the legal procedures as required."
"Okay, officer." Tang Yi thanked.
Wen Eryu saw Song Bowen sitting quietly on the bed through the crack in the door.
She walked in and put the fruit she bought on the table.
When Song Bowen saw that it was her, the corners of his mouth curled up: "You're here."
He still feels a little weak when speaking now. I don’t know if it’s because of the medicine he took or because he didn’t get enough rest.
"Yeah, I didn't come in because I saw the police were here." Wen Eryu sat down beside his bed.
Song Bowen smiled when he heard this: "What do you think I should do about this?"
"Of course we'll sue her," Wen Eryu said without hesitation. "Du Yan has done something illegal, so let the law punish her."
Song Bowen didn't respond, but just looked at her quietly.
Wen Eryu felt his gaze and felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Her expression became a little unnatural and she lowered her head.
"Whatever fruit you want to eat, I'll peel it for you."
Song Bowen shook his head: "No need to trouble you."
At this time, Tang Yi was pushing the wheelchair he had just borrowed.
Seeing this, Song Bowen said, "Assistant Tang, my hand is just injured, but my legs can still walk."
"The doctor said—"
"The doctor said you can't get out of bed and move around much right now," Song Bowen answered quickly.
He didn't know how many times he had heard these words.
After Wen Eryu noticed Song Bowen's mood, she stood up, took the wheelchair handle from Tang Yi, and said, "Brother Bowen, let me push you out to take a look."
When he heard it was her, Song Bowen's depression disappeared and he smiled and said, "Okay."
*
Wen Eryu is very skilled at pushing a wheelchair.
When she was in the hospital before, she spent every day in a wheelchair. Sometimes when Lin Cheng was not around, she would push the wheelchair downstairs to relax.
In the garden, she was pushing Song Bowen and was about to fall backwards, but accidentally bumped into a man.
Wen Eryu turned around and hurriedly apologized to him, but when she saw the man's face clearly, she was slightly stunned.
She didn't expect to meet Xia Jun here.
"Uncle Xia?"
Xia Jun looked at her suspiciously: "Is it you?"
He had only met Wen Eryu once.
At that time, she was the first girl that Shen Ji Ze brought home. Xia Jun was relieved that the girl had finally come to her senses and wanted to settle down and get married, but who knew that they would divorce after just a few years.
Wen Eryu went forward to check if Xia Jun was injured, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.
"It's me. I haven't seen Uncle Xia for a long time."
Xia Jun was a little embarrassed at this time. After all, Shen Jize and her were divorced, so naturally there was no relationship between the two sides.
His eyes fell on the man in the wheelchair. After a long silence, he asked, "Who is this?"
"Hello uncle, my name is Song Bowen." Seeing this, Song Bowen took the initiative to introduce himself.
Xia Jun's face looked a little bad, partly because of physical reasons, and partly because he felt dangerous for Chen Jize. The boy in front of him was no worse than his nephew in appearance.
He still likes the little girl Wen Eryu very much, but in the future, if Shen Jize wants to pursue her again, it will be a bit difficult with this boy around.
Wen Eryu added: "He is my friend."
Hearing this, Xia Jun felt a little relieved.
"So we are just friends." Xia Jun said subconsciously.
Wen Eryu: “……?”
Song Bowen: “???”
"Ahem." Xia Jun coughed quickly, trying to ease the awkwardness, "Um... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Wen Eryu replied: "Okay Uncle Xia, take care then."
Xia Jun nodded and left.
After leaving the hospital, he took out his cell phone and called Shen Jize.
"Aze, the doctor said I'm fine." Xia Jun said, "Guess who I met here?"
Shen Jize asked: "Who?"
"Your ex-wife."
“…”
"She's with a guy. I know you're divorced, but I think you still can't let her go. You better try harder and don't let someone else snatch her away."
“…I understand, uncle.”
*
At the same time, Wen Eryu was pushing Song Bowen back.
The sunlight struggled to reveal a few turbid orange rays through the gaps in the clouds. There was not a trace of wind, and even the leaves did not move, as if holding their breath. Dragonflies circled anxiously in the low sky, flapping their wings rapidly.
Suddenly, the wheel got stuck on the cobblestone road.
Song Bowen got up from the wheelchair.
Wen Eryu squatted down to take a look, then stood up and pushed forward with force. After trying several times, he finally pushed the rear wheel out of the crack in the ground where it was stuck.
"Okay, come sit up."
Song Bowen shook his head and said, "I'll walk the rest of the way by myself."
But Wen Eryu didn't let him do that and pushed him back into the wheelchair without saying a word.
"Well, just sit down. It's not too late to leave after you've recovered."
As soon as she finished speaking, a horn sounded behind her.
Wen Eryu turned around and saw the familiar license plate - "HA8888".
The window of the back seat moved down, revealing half of Shen Jize's face.
The man's face was gloomy, and his cold eyes seemed to see through Wen Eryu.
After he hung up the phone with Xia Jun, he rushed over, fearing that Wen Eryu and Song Bowen would really fall in love.
"come over."
Wen Eryu pretended not to hear, avoided his gaze, and subconsciously tightened his grip on the handle.
Shen Jize pretended to look at the expensive watch on his hand and said in a deep voice: "I won't say it again."
Wen Eryu was shaken. She knew that if she didn't do as Shen Jize said, she and Song Bowen would never be able to leave here today.
Just as she took a step towards the Porsche, Song Bowen called her.
"Don't go, Eryu."
Wen Eryu was stunned for a moment: "He won't do anything to me, don't worry."
Then she patted his shoulder gently.
Song Bowen's heart instantly sank. He pursed his lips and stared at Wen Eryu's receding back.
When Wen Eryu walked to the front of the car, Shen Jize said, "Get in."
"Just talk here if you have anything to say."
Shen Jize was silent for a moment: "You owe me an apology."
Wen Eryu: “…”
She knew he still remembered it.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have speculated and slandered you before the matter was concluded."
Shen Jize's frown relaxed, but he still said, "I didn't hear clearly."
Wen Eryu clenched his fists, still keeping a smile on his face.
She leaned over, put her face in front of Shen Jize and repeated what she had just said.
Shen Jize turned sideways and firmly placed one hand on the back of Wen Eryu's neck.
Wen Eryu was suddenly forced to lean forward, and she quickly supported herself on the edge of the car window with her hands.
She opened her lips slightly, wanting to say something, but was blocked by Shen Jize the next moment.
It wasn't a gentle kiss, but an aggressive and possessive one.
Song Bowen froze in place, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his head in an instant, and then froze into ice the next second.
He saw Wen Eryu's hand helplessly pressed against Shen Jize's chest, her fingertips slightly curled up, with a hint of rejection, but was held even tighter by Shen Jize.
At this moment, Shen Jize raised his eyes slightly.
Those deep, somewhat arrogant eyes were filled with naked provocation.
His kiss did not stop, but became deeper and more unscrupulous, as if to say——
"She's mine. You don't have the right to."
After Wen Eryu reacted, she struggled with all her strength, and finally pushed him away fiercely and slapped him in the face.
"Are you sick, Shen Jize?" She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
The crisp slap made the driver sitting in the driving seat gasp.
Which woman is so bold as to hit Shen Ji Ze?
The driver didn't dare turn his head and even turned the rearview mirror to the side.
Instead of getting angry, Shen Jize laughed.
He slowly raised his head, a barely perceptible, satisfied curve at the corner of his mouth, and then he slowly and methodically wiped Wen Eryu's slightly swollen lips with his fingertips.
A strong smell of rust filled Song Bowen's mouth. He wanted to rush over, drag Shen Jize out of the car, and smash that arrogant face with his fists.
But his feet felt as if they were filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't lift them at all.
He was like a trapped beast, imprisoned in an invisible cage, and could only roar silently.
Wen Eryu took several steps back. The kiss just now was really beyond her expectations, and she was still confused.
Shen Jize said with satisfaction: "I accept your apology."
Wen Eryu: “…”
The car started to move slowly and disappeared in front of Wen Eryu the next second.
She turned around and saw Song Bowen sitting in a wheelchair, his whole body almost broken.
At this time, Tang Yi came over when he saw that the two of them had not returned yet.
"So you're here." He panted. "Mr. Song needs to check a few more items. I'll push him back first."
"Oh... okay." Wen Eryu was worrying about how to explain to Song Bowen.
She didn't look at Song Bowen's expression.
"Brother Bo Wen, I'm leaving first. I'll come see you next time when I'm free."
Song Bowen opened his mouth, but Wen Eryu had already walked away.
Seeing the subtle relationship between the two, Tang Yi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Miss Wen?"
Song Bowen looked up at the sky, sighed and said, "It's going to rain, let's go."
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