Probably because of the rain, Wen Sheng felt confused all night. When he woke up the next day, he had a terrible headache and his voice was hoarse.
When she looked up and saw Zhu Qingjia sleeping on the chair, a trace of guilt came to her heart.
"Jiajia——"
"Sister Sheng, are you finally awake?" Zhu Qingjia sat up smartly and subconsciously reached out to touch Wen Sheng's forehead.
Fortunately, the body temperature is normal.
Zhu Qingjia was worried about Wen Sheng and stayed by the bed all night.
At dawn, she asked her servant to cook porridge and simmer it in a thermos. She thought that if Wen Sheng woke up and could take a sip of the warm sugar porridge, she might feel better.
"Sister Sheng, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? I asked the servant to make porridge. You can drink some to warm your stomach first." Zhu Qingjia picked up the thermos bottle on the bedside table, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Wen Sheng.
Seeing Wen Sheng's listless look, Zhu Qingjia scooped up a mouthful of white porridge, blew it to cool down, and brought it to her mouth.
"You must not have eaten anything last night, right? Drink some porridge to warm your stomach. I added sugar for you!"
Wen Sheng really had no appetite, but she couldn't bear to disappoint Zhu Qingjia, so she drank less than half a bowl. The soft and glutinous white porridge was mixed with a hint of sweetness, which instantly reminded her of Fu Yanlin who would give her something every time she was sick.
Prepare the same white sugar porridge.
The tenderness and companionship of the past seem so ironic now.
Unbearable pain surged into Wen Sheng's heart again.
I thought that when I woke up from sleep, I would feel better, but I didn't expect that the pain in my heart was still so painful that it was almost numb.
Zhu Qingjia saw that Wen Sheng's mood had not improved, and coaxed in a low voice, "Sister Sheng, don't worry, I helped you teach that bitch Fu Yanlin a lesson last night! He was beaten so badly by me that he crawled and rolled back.
.When you feel better, let’s go to Europe to relax together and max out Jiang Shifang’s credit card, okay?”
"Isn't it just a man? It's hard to find a three-legged toad, but why are you worried about finding a two-legged man? So what if you're married, you can still separate if you're not happy!"
"Sister Sheng, life is short. I want you to live happily."
"I will support you when you grow old."
In Zhu Qingjia's heart, she could still live without a man. At first, she thought that Fu Yanlin was caring to Wen Sheng, and she didn't care about her life, so she agreed to let the two of them be together.
She didn't expect that bitch to hurt her again and again.
Wen Sheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes were red and swollen, making him even more pitiful. "Jiajia, I want to sleep for a while. If Brother Shifang asks about me, just say that I am tired from work and want to
rest for a bit."
After saying that, she got back into bed, pulled the quilt and covered her head. Like an ostrich, she buried her head deeply in the sand.
"Sister Sheng, don't close yourself up. If you feel sad, can you cry out? I beg you -"
"We agreed that we will share blessings and hardships, and our revolutionary friendship will remain unwavering."
"But I don't even know why you are sad——"
Speaking of this, Zhu Qingjia's voice was choked with sobs. She was so distressed that she almost shed tears, and she felt even more resentful towards the person who had hurt Wen Sheng.
"Jiajia, I'm really fine." Wen Sheng's breath was like a silk thread.
"You can deceive everyone, but you can't deceive me. What kind of friendship do we have? You hide every time you feel broken and uncomfortable. Why can't you just cry and let it out? You will only make me more worried -
And dad and brother, they will be sad too."
"Sister Sheng, you are no longer helpless. You have me, dad and brother. No matter what happens, we will stand behind you."
The last sentence successfully touched Wen Sheng's tear glands.
Her tears burst out uncontrollably. Unable to control the violent emotions surging in her heart, she opened her eyes and sat up suddenly.
"Jiajia, the real culprit who killed my dad has finally been found -"
"He is Fu Yanlin's father!"
Zhu Qingjia's head buzzed, and she asked in disbelief, "Sister Sheng, what - what did you say? Hasn't the driver of the hit-and-run been arrested? Why -"
Wen Sheng shook his head, holding back the severe pain in his heart, and told Zhu Qingjia everything that happened last night. Thinking of Wen Tingshu's tragic death and that the murderer was still at large, Wen Sheng choked up several times and was filled with grief.
"You scumbag, I'll kill him!" Zhu Qingjia turned blue with anger. He stood up from the chair with a "swish" and clenched his hands into fists.
It turns out that the culprit who caused Wen Sheng to lose her father was Fu Yuhe.
The man who had been stabbed a thousand times actually found someone to take the blame for, he was worse than a beast!
"Jiajia, don't-" Wen Sheng grabbed Zhu Qingjia's arm tightly. Even though he was heartbroken, he still retained a trace of clarity and knew that now was not the time to go to Fu Yuhe.
She didn't have any evidence on hand, and just relying on the words of Fu Yanlin and Lin Suifen, the case would not be overturned even if Bo was tried in court.
What's more, the Fu family is so powerful and Wen Sheng is no match for Fu Yuhe. This matter must be considered in the long run.
"Sister Sheng, what are you going to do? Are you going to let Uncle Wen get no rest even though he's under the spell?" Zhu Qingjia was filled with indignation.
Wen Sheng shook his head, "Jiajia, I will never let my father die in an unknown way. But the power of the Fu family is not something you and I can compete with."
"We still have the Jiang family. Dad and brother will definitely stand by your side and support you." Zhu Qingjia said excitedly.
They love Wen Sheng so much that they will definitely support her and make the decision.
Wen Sheng continued to shake her head. Even if the Jiang family had the capital to compete with the Fu family, the incident had been so long ago that the evidence had probably been destroyed. Besides, she and the Jiang family had just met, and she didn't want to be blamed for Wen Ting's book.
things bring them trouble.
"Jiajia, give me a little more time - when I get better in a few days, I will think of a solution."
When Wen Sheng said she wanted to kill someone, Zhu Qingjia could even hand her the blade. Since she said she wanted to wait a little longer, she would wait a little longer, no matter how many days.
"Don't worry, I will always be your solid support." Zhu Qingjia said, patting her chest.
After comforting him for a while, Wen Sheng's mood gradually calmed down. Zhu Qingjia suddenly remembered that he severely beat Fu Yanlin last night, and suddenly asked, "What about you and Fu Yanlin -"
"Jiajia, I don't want to hear this person's name again." Wen Sheng choked with sobs.
Zhu Qingjia was silent for a while and asked tentatively, "Sister Sheng, there is something I don't know whether to say or not. You must make a decision on this matter as soon as possible. If you continue to delay it, I worry that you will be hurt more deeply."
"I think it is necessary to tell Dad and Jiang Shifang about this matter. They are your closest people and they will definitely find a way to help you."
"If you feel that you can't speak, I can do it for you."
"You have to remember that the Jiang family will always be your safe haven."
Wen Sheng's heart was touched, and she felt that she had support behind her. No matter what happened, her family would always be a shelter from wind and rain.
It used to be Wenting Shu, but now it's the Jiang family, and Wen Sheng is no longer alone.
She nodded, "There is no need to hide the matter now, Jiajia, just do as you say."