If a man is needed to release the heat and detoxify, Leng Yan and Ji Wei indeed made a great candidate. However, with the man’s legitimate wife present, how could Mo Jing go on saying that?
Wen Nuan looked at the three people in the room, biting her lip.
If Leng Yan dares to "detoxify" Ji Wei, she will divorce him today!
A complex expression flashed across Leng Yan’s face: "Go to the hospital!"
"I won’t go!" Ji Wei refused, her eyes firm.
"What time is it now, still acting tough? Do you plan to be tortured to death to avoid a scandal, or are you thinking of randomly finding a man to solve the problem?" Mo Jing glared at her angrily.
Leng Yan’s eyebrows also furrowed. Ji Wei indeed wasn’t suitable to be sent directly to the hospital. He frowned and said, "Go to Uncle Wang’s, he’s our family doctor and also runs his clinic. There won’t be issues."
Uncle Wang is a very upright man and doesn’t like to gossip. Although he and Leng Ye are at odds, they both get along with Uncle Wang.
"Yes, let’s go to Uncle Wang’s. Yan, is he at the clinic now? Give him a call."
Wen Nuan finally let out a sigh of relief, helping Mo Jing support Ji Wei. When she saw Ji Wei looking so weak, with her face flushed like that, her elegant eyebrows furrowed again, a trace of pity arose in her heart.
Although she disliked Ji Wei, she disliked even more the idea of such a despicable man bullying women.
"What to do, Young Master Leng?"
Watching Ji Wei struggle along, Mo Jing looked troubledly at Leng Yan: "Young Master Leng, the distance from this room to the elevator is so far, it’s too hard to get there. Could you carry her to the elevator?"
Wen Nuan widened her eyes, furrowed her elegant eyebrows, and as he walked over, she vigorously patted his shoulder: "Squat down!"
Leng Yan paused, looking at her locked elegant brows.
"Squat down and carry Miss Ji over there, hurry to the hospital." Wen Nuan glared at him.
Carrying on the back and carrying in the arms are two completely different meanings. With Ji Wei in her current state, she wouldn’t stop Leng Yan from helping her, but she definitely didn’t want to give Ji Wei any room for ambiguity.
Carrying Ji Wei on the back was nothing; back then, Leng Yan had carried her too.
Leng Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
A flash of hatred slipped across Ji Wei’s heart. She bit her teeth and watched Leng Yan’s crouching back, her fingers gently clenched, being helped by Wen Nuan and Mo Jing to lie on top.
Hateful Wen Nuan, definitely competing with her for the man!
"You guys go ahead, I must go back." Mo Jing watched Ji Wei descend the stairs, reluctantly squeezing Ji Wei’s hand.
She had just said there was a traffic jam on the road, arriving home later. Mr. Xin was already quite displeased; any further delay and she wouldn’t have a peaceful night tonight. But seeing Wen Nuan there, she still felt uneasy.
If Ji Wei is the other woman, encountering a legitimate wife like Wen Nuan, who knows what will happen next.
Although she looks quite young, it’s obvious she is not to be trifled with. For example, she unconsciously said "carry" just now, but immediately changed it to "carry on the back".
However, besides that, Wen Nuan hasn’t done anything, making her more unable to figure out the relationship among Wen Nuan, Ji Wei, and Leng Yan.
"Yan, you go get the car, I’ll take care of her."
Leng Yan had just put Ji Wei in the back seat when Wen Nuan immediately opened the other side door and got in.
No matter what Leng Yan intended, she wanted to act first. Once seated, she couldn’t help but blush: Wen Nuan, what are you doing?
Leng Yan’s lips twitched slightly, wanting to mock her for being too cautious. However, seeing Ji Wei’s current state, the laughter couldn’t come out, so he pressed his lips tight.
"Here." Seeing Ji Wei feeling restless and clueless, Wen Nuan opened a bottle of water and handed it over. Her heart softened a bit, seeing a woman being tormented as she cursed Zhou Boliang in her heart for being a bastard, pervert, and scum.