The man grunted and nodded.
"I'll help you sit on the sofa and bandage your wound!" Wen Jiu quickly walked to the man's side, lifted one of his arms and placed it on her thin shoulder. "Lean your body on my shoulder and I'll help you walk."
Looking at that petite figure, Shen Mochen's thin lips curved into a faint smile, "No need for that, I can walk by myself."
"Then you should be careful when you walk, lest you tear your wound open again," the girl's soft voice rang out.
Shen Mochen: "Okay."
Sigh, if you hadn't choked me, maybe the wound wouldn't have reopened. Ugh.
Shen Mocheng: ...
Yes, it was indeed his fault.
Soon, the man walked step by step to the sofa.
Wenjiu came to the man's side. She took the hemostatic medicine and bandages delivered by Meituan, bent down and stood in front of the man, carefully untied the blood-stained bandages on his body, and carefully sprinkled the hemostatic medicine on the wound.
"Does it hurt?" the girl asked as she carefully bandaged the wound.
The man chuckled, "Just a minor injury."
[You're being stubborn. This little injury almost killed you. If it weren't for the medicine I gave you, you'd be dead already.]
Shen Mocheng: ...
Wenjiu bandaged his wounds bit by bit and tied the end of the bandage into a small and cute bow.
"Mission accomplished!" Wen Jiu admired her masterpiece with satisfaction. She smiled with curved lips, and a hint of pride appeared on her well-behaved and soft little face.
[I'm such a little genius! I can even turn bandaging a wound into art. This bow is so small and cute, just like me!]
At this moment, the bell at the hotel door rang——
Wen Jiu got up to open the door, while Shen Mocheng remained alert. He said in a cold voice, "First, look through the peephole to see who the other person is."
"Oh, okay." Wen Jiu tiptoed and looked through the peephole of the door. "Don't worry, it's just the delivery guy."
As he spoke, Wenjiu stood up and opened the door, and the waiter outside the door pushed in a small cart full of food.
Curry chicken rice, black pepper steak rice, milk tea, fried chicken, French fries, hamburgers, chocolate chip cookies, and a variety of small desserts.
My appetite is so good! Tears are streaming down my face uncontrollably! It smells so good!
Wen Jiu quickly unloaded the food from the cart one by one, while Shen Mochen also got up to help.
The two placed the food on the table one by one.
After delivering the food, the waiter left with the empty cart.
Wen Jiu handed Shen Mochen a pair of disposable chopsticks, then broke the chopsticks open and started eating them.
Shen Mocheng had seen many wealthy ladies and socialites who ate elegantly, but he had never seen a girl who ate like Wenjiu.
She ate very quickly, like a whirlwind, not exactly elegant, but her snow-white cheeks puffed out, making her look like a greedy little squirrel, which was very appetizing and even made one's depressed mood feel better.
"Why aren't you eating?" The girl, her mouth full of rice, her cheeks bulging, stared at him with wide almond-shaped eyes.
The man couldn't help but chuckle, and he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.
He ate with elegance and refinement, like a medieval European nobleman enjoying a meal; every gesture exuded indescribable elegance and nobility.
These originally down-to-earth foods have all become high-end.
Wenjiu suddenly felt a little ashamed of the way he ate.
This man eating is such a pleasure to watch.
[He's so handsome! But I can't let myself get carried away. This man isn't for me. I'm not letting lust cloud my judgment.]
As long as he doesn't think about killing me, I'm not even considering anything else.
Shen Mochen's long, slender hands, with their distinct knuckles, paused.
It's also his fault for leaving a bad impression on the young girl on their first meeting.
So much so that the little girl was constantly worried that he would kill her.
It’s just... it’s not wrong to dream about it.
[Sigh, he's actually quite pitiful. Being hunted down by his own uncle's men, he probably developed paranoia from the constant pursuit, which is why he's so wary of everyone.]
His own second uncle was chasing him?
Shen Mochen's deep, dark eyes narrowed slightly.
He always assumed that the person secretly hunting him down was a competitor of the company, but he never suspected his second uncle.
After all, his second uncle had watched him grow up.
Although Shen Mochen treated his second uncle like his own father, he didn't know that you can't judge a book by its cover. Alas, Shen Mochen's parents were killed by his beloved second uncle, whom he respected as his own father.
What? !
Shen Mocheng's whole body stiffened.
His parents...were killed by his second uncle?!
How is that possible!
[Back then, Shen Mochen's second uncle was incompetent, so the Shen family patriarch passed the position of family head to Shen Mochen's father and handed over the management of the company to him. This aroused the second uncle's jealousy. The damned second uncle tampered with Shen Mochen's parents' car, causing it to explode while driving on a mountain road. Shen Mochen was originally in the car, but the damned second uncle wanted to kill the whole family and seize the family fortune for himself.]
However, Shen Mochen's parents realized something was wrong on the way. In a critical moment, the couple pushed little Shen Mochen out of the car, but they themselves were thrown off the road as the car overturned and plunged down a cliff, where they were killed instantly. This incident caused great psychological trauma to little Shen Mochen. What a tragic child.
Shen Mochen stared at Wen Jiu in astonishment with his deep eyes.
The two were just strangers who met by chance, so why did Wen Jiu know so much about her?
Twenty years ago, when my parents were in a car accident, all the news reports were removed, but I clearly remember what happened back then.
With the passing of his parents, the car accident was also buried by time.
But how does Wenjiu know all this? It's as if she witnessed it with her own eyes...
The second uncle, resentful at failing to kill Shen Mochen, still had to maintain appearances, treating him well on the surface and crying the loudest at the funeral. His care for Shen Mochen was merely a ploy to gain a good reputation and win favor with the Shen family patriarch. Sure enough, the patriarch bestowed upon the second uncle a large sum of money, the right to inherit the company, and the position of family head. Unfortunately, as Shen Mochen grew older, his abilities became increasingly outstanding, far surpassing his second uncle's abilities. Fearing that Shen Mochen would threaten his position, the ruthless second uncle finally decided to kill him…
Shen Mochen: !!!
He was determined to find out the truth about his parents' death in a car accident and the assassination attempt on him!
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