Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 235 - 235 Learning of the death of his father

Chapter 235: Learning of the death of his father Chapter 235: Learning of the death of his father Clearly, she was not content to settle.

She wanted to prove herself even more.

After a moment of contemplation, Wen Zhi answered him, “Half for you, half for myself.”

Shang Hexing suddenly smiled, his eyes gentle, “My selfish hope is that you’re doing it for me, but I’m happier to hear you say it’s for yourself. You are not an extension of me; you are yourself first, and then you consider others. Your life can still be wonderful, and furthermore, I wish you success in advance.”

With Shang Hexing’s understanding and agreement, Wen Zhi happily stood up.

A radiant smile spread across her face, “That’s great, now I can go to Bai City with a much lighter heart!”

Shang Hexing looked up at her cheering figure, his eyes filled with tenderness and indulgence.

“Let’s eat! Let’s eat!” Wen Zhi sat down and took the initiative to serve Shang Hexing some dishes.

Shang Hexing hadn’t started eating yet and mentioned, “Could I possibly meet Mr. Nian?”

“Sure… Wait a second…” Wen Zhi spoke hastily, agreeing before she remembered what if Nian Xun refused to see Shang Hexing? Wouldn’t that be awkward?

She had no choice but to say, “I might have to ask Mr. Nian first.”

“Okay,” Shang Hexing was not in a hurry.

In fact, even if Wen Zhi didn’t ask, he planned to meet that man.

After lunch, at two in the afternoon, Shang Hexing took Wen Zhi for a follow-up checkup at the hospital to inspect her hand injury and to change the dressing.

The doctor also prescribed a scar removal medication, saying that in a few days the bandages could be removed and once the scab fell off, she could begin applying the scar medication.

Seeing the long scar on her finger, Wen Zhi felt a weight in her heart; Chong Wanyin had yet to be punished…

She didn’t know if she could still gather evidence to bring Chong Wanyin to justice.

Because the evidence from that year had already been cleaned spotless.

Even if she recovered the Buddha Beads from Shang Hexing and entered Chong Wanyin’s dreams, it would merely be her personal realization of the truth, unable to serve as valid courtroom evidence.

Lost in these thoughts, she didn’t notice Shang Hexing had come up beside her, “What are you thinking about?”

Wen Zhi snapped back to reality, glancing sideways at Shang Hexing. Her knuckles throbbed, a reaction to the new medication.

Wincing from the pain, she asked, “Do you know where she is?”

Shang Hexing clearly understood that the ‘she’ Wen Zhi referred to was Chong Wanyin, but his response was, “I’m not sure.”

Wen Zhi scoffed, “You’re just fooling me.”

“What fooling?” He raised his hand and rubbed the back of her head, smoothing her long hair.

The nurse had finished bandaging Wen Zhi, gave a few words of dietary caution and to keep the wound dry, then turned and left.

The hospital director had said, since the patient was an important figure from Bai City, to hasten the proceedings and not linger after the bandaging was complete.

As the room door closed,

Wen Zhi turned to Shang Hexing and said, “There’s no one else here, can you just tell me where Chong Wanyin is, please?”

Shang Hexing’s calm demeanor remained unchanged, “Isn’t she already back in Bai City?”

Wen Zhi confidently stated, “She hasn’t come back!”

Shang Hexing’s smile held a hint of teasing, “How can you be so sure she hasn’t returned?”

Wen Zhi felt there was something off about Shang Hexing’s expression, “Shang Jing came to me that day. He asked if I knew anything about Chong Wanyin’s itinerary.”

If Chong Wanyin had truly returned, Shang Jing would not have come to see her.

Besides, if Chong Wanyin had already come back to Bai City, why would she be hiding?

Suddenly, Shang Hexing stretched out his hand to pull Wen Zhi into his embrace, “Don’t worry unnecessarily, she’s already back in Bai City.”

Wen Zhi lifted her head from within his embrace to ask, “Then, how should I respond to Shang Jing?”

Shang Hexing patted her back gently, “You don’t need to say anything, I’ll handle it.”

For the time being, Wen Zhi believed Shang Hexing’s words.

She knew that he would handle it well.

After dressing the wound, Shang Hexing accompanied Wen Zhi back to the Wen Family home, and they didn’t go out for the rest of the afternoon.

At seven in the evening, after having dinner, Shang Hexing left.

He didn’t stay the night. Wen Zhi watched his car drive away, then turned to see Fang Rong approaching her.

Fang Rong asked, “Has Mr. Shang already left?”

Wen Zhi hummed a response, hurrying inside.

Fang Rong caught up with Wen Zhi’s pace, “Uh, have you eaten?”

Wen Zhi didn’t catch what Fang Rong was referring to and muttered back, “Eaten what?”

Fang Rong: “Contraceptive pills.”

Wen Zhi’s tiny face tightened slightly: “…I’ve taken them.”

Fang Rong half-believed, half-doubted: “Did you really take them?”

Wen Zhi stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at Fang Rong: “Why are you being so fussy?”

Fang Rong forced a smile: “Miss, I’m only looking out for you.”

“I know,” Wen Zhi was clear in her heart.

Even though Shang Hexing had told her not to take them, Fang Rong had still taken the initiative to buy the pills and secretly gave them to Wen Zhi, who didn’t hesitate and found an opportunity to take them as soon as she turned around.

Since she had decided to go to Bai City, she certainly couldn’t get pregnant.

The next morning, Wen Zhi left the house on time to meet Nian Xun. She drove herself. Nian Xun’s meeting place was a bit far, and she drove for nearly forty minutes to get there.

It was a quiet villa surrounded by a scenic area, with many private cars heading in this direction.

Wen Zhi parked the car and got out, and soon someone came to receive her: “Are you Miss Wen Zhi?”

Wen Zhi nodded: “It’s me.”

The person extended their hand: “Mr. Nian has arranged for me to meet you, please follow me this way.”

Wen Zhi followed.

Entering the villa and winding around a big circle, Wen Zhi finally saw Nian Xun.

He was wearing a white Chinese-style shirt that was slightly loose, his hair still combed into a wolf’s tail, a few strands draped in front of his forehead, with a clearly masculine appearance, yet his skin was so fair that he looked prettier than a woman at first glance.

Someone was standing behind, fanning Nian Xun. His hands were casually draped over, his posture relaxed, yet he didn’t lose a sense of refined elegance. Every move he made was sure to draw attention.

At this moment, Nian Xun also saw Wen Zhi, and he beckoned to her: “Come here.”

Wen Zhi nodded her head and walked over.

This place was a pavilion, and outside the pavilion was a Lotus Pond. In this season, the pond was full of lotus flowers, some budding, others in perfect bloom.

So this was the lotus viewing that Nian Xun mentioned on the phone yesterday.

“Sit down,” Nian Xun gestured with his hand.

Wen Zhi sat down casually on the stool. Nian Xun asked if she had driven for a long time, to which Wen Zhi replied, “The scenery was good on the road, so I didn’t feel it was too long.”

Nian Xun’s voice was gentle: “I’ll arrange for someone to drive you back.”

Wen Zhi smiled and complied: “That’d be very kind of you, thank you in advance.”

Nian Xun raised his hand and pointed at her, unable to suppress a chuckle: “Clever little devil.”

She wouldn’t refuse.

The road here wasn’t easy to drive, especially with the injury on her hand. Just as she thought of the injury on her hand, Nian Xun’s gaze fell on it, and he asked: “Are you injured?”

Wen Zhi covered it with her sleeve and shook her head with a smile: “It’s just a minor wound.”

Someone standing by brewed tea for Wen Zhi.

Smelling the fragrance of tea in the cup in front of her, Wen Zhi suddenly realized that it seemed like people of their age all loved to drink tea. Shang Hexing did, and so did Nian Xun.

She reached out to take the tea cup when Nian Xun reminded her: “Careful, it’s hot.”

Wen Zhi withdrew her hand.

Nian Xun nodded towards the pond: “What do you think of the lotus flowers here?”

Wen Zhi glanced at the pond: “They’re blooming well.”

Nian Xun couldn’t help but laugh: “Just blooming well?”

Wen Zhi added: “Mr. Nian’s villa is also very big.”

Nian Xun laughed out loud. Wen Zhi was momentarily distracted, thinking to herself that Nian Xun looked really good when he smiled. He was so handsome and still unmarried. Could it be that he preferred boyfriends?

Of course, Nian Xun had no idea what Wen Zhi was thinking; knowing it would probably make him pass out with irritation. After his laughter subsided, he collected his expression and said: “I called you here today not just to enjoy the lotuses, but also for another matter.”

Wen Zhi asked curiously: “What is it?”

Nian Xun said: “It’s about Mu Yanzhou.”

Wen Zhi didn’t respond and suddenly fell silent.

Nian Xun spoke meaningfully: “Silence is good, if you could always keep silent, maybe it would be even better.”

Wen Zhi looked puzzled, then she heard Nian Xun confess to her bluntly: “Mu Yanzhou has passed away.”