Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“What do I plan to do? Haven’t decided yet. Let’s go see Yuan Junye first, then we’ll deal with them,” Wen Xin said as she opened the car door and got out, glancing back at the van following them.
The people in the van seemed to notice her gaze and shifted nervously.
Wen Xin’s sharp eyes caught their movements, and she smirked before turning to walk toward the hospital with Mu Chengxi, who was carrying a fruit basket.
Once Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi entered the hospital, the eight people in the van relaxed and sat up straight.
“Boss, those two look tough, especially the woman. Her eyes are fierce. She seems like trouble,” said the man in the front passenger seat, turning to look at the man in the back.
“Let’s wait and see. If it’s just the two of them, we might make a move. If they call for backup, we’ll wait for another chance,” the boss replied.
They had been targeting the woman, but now, with the man involved, it complicated things.
Inside the hospital, Mu Chengxi held Wen Xin close, his arm around her waist. “Who do you think those people are?” he asked, noting her excitement. He knew what she was waiting for. If they were not in the downtown area, he guessed that Wen Xin would probably make a move here.
“A bunch of small fry, likely hired by someone who doesn’t like me,” Wen Xin replied, leaning into Mu Chengxi’s embrace and smiling confidently.
Seeing her bright eyes, Mu Chengxi raised an eyebrow. “Alright, let’s see the patient first,” he said, leading her to the inpatient department.
Outside Yuan Junye’s room, two men in casual clothes but clearly well-trained were sitting on a bench. When they saw Wen Xin, one immediately stood up and politely opened the door for her.
Wen Xin glanced at the man holding the door, feeling slightly awkward, and looked at Mu Chengxi, who smiled calmly, seemingly accustomed to such scenes.
Deciding to explain later, Wen Xin pulled Mu Chengxi into Yuan Junye’s room. Chu Yunxuan was watching a doctor change Yuan Junye’s bandages and nodded slightly when they entered.
Once the doctor finished, he advised Junye to get more rest and departed.
Yuan Junye, lying on the bed, looked at Wen Xin with guilt. “I’m sorry for causing trouble.”
“It’s not really trouble, but don’t risk yourself like that again,” Wen Xin replied, her tone carrying a hint of anger, surprising Mu Chengxi and Chu Yunxuan, but making Yuan Junye look down in shame.
“What happened? Wen Xiaoxin, you weren’t this cold when you heard Yuan Junye was captured. Why the sudden change?”
Chu Yunxuan was puzzled by Wen Xin’s attitude. She felt there was something wrong but didn’t know what the problem was.
“What’s with the riddles?” Chu Yunxuan pressed as Wen Xin lazily sat in a chair, showing no desire to speak.
“No riddles,” Wen Xin replied, crossing her legs with an air of authority.
Mu Chengxi, sensing Wen Xin’s anger, took a step back and sat on the sofa, waiting for her to vent.
Realizing Wen Xin’s unusual demeanor, Chu Yunxuan fell silent, fearing to provoke her further.
“When I heard you were captured by the Shadow Alliance, my first thought was that you’d end up like Tan Xingyue’s father, leaving me to collect your body,” Wen Xin began, her voice low and angry.
“Then I saw the video and realized you got captured on purpose, even injuring yourself to lower their guard.”
“You wanted to use this chance to get close to the Independent State. Do you know how dangerous that was? If it hadn’t been for the conditions I set to exchange you, do you think you’d be back?”
“Yuan Junye, can you use your brain before acting? Do you think the Independent State’s issues can be solved by taking risks? Aren’t enough people dead already? Do you need to risk your life too?” Wen Xin’s voice trembled with restrained fury.
When she walked into the hospital, Wen Xin told herself not to lose her temper, but when she saw Yuan Junye’s wound, she couldn’t help but flare up. If it weren’t for the Independent State’s medical skills, he might really have lost his life and not come back.
“Mistress Xin, I…I know you’ve been investigating the Independent State, so I thought that if I could implant a virus into my system and then arrange for the Independent State to have that infected system, you’d be able to get what you want.”
Yuan Junye looked up, seeing no softness in Wen Xin’s expression, and wisely stayed silent, lowering his head. “I’m sorry, I know I was wrong.”
“Do you think I couldn’t do what you tried? I just didn’t want to,” Wen Xin retorted. “You’re lucky this time. Next time, no one will be around to collect your body.”
She stood up, kicking the chair in frustration, and took a small medicine bottle from her pocket, handing it to Chu Yunxuan.