"Really quite a convenient excuse of a coincidence," Mu Xing scoffed with a cold laugh.
"I’ve already found out about the whole thing. Over at Gu Mansion, the doctor has also confirmed that there are only symptoms of sleeping pills for now."
After thinking for a moment, Mu Xing said, "Could it be his way of provoking us on purpose?"
Gu Annan’s eyes were frigid as he replied, "Provoke us here, at this place?"
"Perhaps it’s just a coincidence. Now that it can be confirmed that things aren’t as the media has reported, how should we deal with this crisis?"
"You leave, let Zhao Chen handle this."
Mu Xing nodded and left his office.
"What’s up?" Zhao Chen whispered, trying to gauge her mood before entering.
Mu Xing shrugged her shoulders, "You know, it doesn’t seem like much, but..."
Curious, Zhao Chen asked, "So is it as you said, someone intentionally created this coincidence?"
"I can’t be that certain. It’s mainly because I suspect that person did it deliberately. With anyone else, I’d consider it a coincidence."
"Not something you should ask about. Hurry up and go in," Mu Xing huffed. "The big trouble caused by our president’s wife hasn’t been cleaned up yet. One false move, and the president might be without a wife."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Zhao Chen hurriedly interjected, "What an unlucky thing to say."
Lu Wanwan’s high fever took two days to subside.
"Finally, it’s better," Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief as she prepared the Chinese meal. "Young Madam, eat more to recover your strength. The young master has been... probably busy."
She sat down at the dining table without any reaction on her face.
Knowing that any excuse at this time would still be an excuse, Aunt Li commented, "Actually, a little cool-off might do some good."
"Aunt Li, am I not allowed to go out yet?" Lu Wanwan asked.
Aunt Li was startled, "This... Young Madam, there’s been a lot of gossip outside recently. Why would you want to go out?"
Lu Wanwan didn’t respond.
"But staying at home all day can be quite stifling. It might be good to go out and take a turn," Aunt Li said, feeling a bit sorry for her.
Lu Wanwan picked up the chopsticks, "Thank you, Aunt Li."
During the meal, she sent Wen Qiao a text message; she wanted to see her.
Wen Qiao was at work when she received the text message. Although Lu Wanwan’s message didn’t specify anything special, the moment Wen Qiao saw those words, her phone seemed to burn hot in her hand.
She was distracted all afternoon, making several mistakes in her documents.
"What’s the matter, such basic errors? Huh?" Ji Shaoyang, holding the documents she had just brought in, noticed her pallor. "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No," Wen Qiao shook her head.
"Then what is it?" he asked.
After a pause, Wen Qiao said, "I want to ask what happened to Wanwan."
Ji Shaoyang’s expression became grave as he heard her mention this.
"It’s nothing, none of your business." His eyes held a deep coldness. "In any case, the person who was looking to bully you that day won’t end up with a good outcome."
"I’m not talking about that..." Wen Qiao started to ask hesitantly and guiltily, then suddenly insisted, "She went because of me, and that’s why such a thing happened. I have the right to know what occurred."
"Nothing bad happened, you can be reassured about that. It’s just that there’s been some misunderstanding between her and Gu Annan, and such things can’t be helped by outsiders. Those two are both too proud to bend or compromise, especially when things get serious," sighed Ji Shaoyang helplessly, rubbing his forehead.
"Are you sure nothing bad happened?" Wen Qiao looked at him, hesitant. "Actually... that day I..."
Before she could finish, her phone rang out loudly in the office.
She looked at the caller ID which displayed "Big Brother."
The two words seemed to be an inescapable curse, as if someone’s eyes were constantly watching her.
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