Wen Xian heard the words, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then glanced at Lu Xiao.
Lu Xiao’s expression was calm as he spoke softly, "Her condition isn’t serious, and she has proper identification with her. Let her rest tonight, and we’ll contact the rescue station to take her away tomorrow."
However, just after he finished speaking, the woman lying on the sofa began to cough weakly. Her frail appearance made even Wen Xian, another woman, feel a pang of pity.
She spoke softly, "...Thank you."
After speaking slowly, she looked toward Wen Xian, smiled gently, and hesitated, "Have I seen you somewhere before...?"
Wen Xian helped her up as she attempted to rise, supporting her to sit up.
She stared intently at Wen Xian’s face, as if trying to recognize her, finally commenting, "You look like a celebrity..."
At this remark, Sang Nian let out a snort.
Wen Xian immediately shot a glare at him.
The woman then smiled apologetically, "I’m sorry, I must have mistaken you for someone else. You just look very beautiful."
Being called beautiful by a beautiful woman is much more satisfying than compliments from a man.
Wen Xian’s lips curled up slightly, "Thank you, you are beautiful too."
As they spoke, she helped the woman up and headed towards the stairs, "I’ll take you upstairs first. Get some good rest."
The woman nodded, "Okay."
From the person she saw when she first opened her eyes, to the one who had been with her the whole time, Wen Xian, and considering there were so many men around, she felt more secure being with another woman.
Seeing this, Grandma quickly went up to help as well.
Captain Lee and the other team members came over slowly, thoughtfully watching their figures.
"Eh? Doesn’t it seem like Xiaoxian gets along quite well with that frail girl? It’s said that two tigers cannot share one mountain," Captain Lee said, shaking his head and raising an eyebrow.
Sang Nian scratched his short hair, also surprised. They were ready to watch the drama unfold, silently picking sides in their hearts.
Lu Xiao withdrew his gaze and glanced over, "Watching too many soap operas, have you?"
After speaking, he left to continue preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner.
Wen Xian then helped the woman lie down in the upstairs guest room to rest. Thinking back, she too had once been someone who was rescued. But now, she was able to make decisions in this place as if it were her own home.
Life is indeed unpredictable.
After the woman lay down slowly, Grandma went back downstairs, leaving only the two of them in the room.
Wen Xian carried herself with the poise of the captain’s wife. The former celebrity, who once knew nothing, could now take care of others.
She brought over a blanket and even boiled a kettle of hot water.
The delicate woman lying in bed looked at her and spoke softly, "Thank you. You’re really kind."
Hearing this, Wen Xian’s gaze flickered slightly, "..."
Then she cleared her throat, sat down beside the bed, and holding out a cup of warm water to her, repeated a piece of advice someone had once given her in earnest,
"What’s there to thank for? When judging someone’s character, don’t look at how nice they are to you, but how bad they can be. Niceness can be feigned, but wickedness can cost you your life."
These were words Lu Xiao had once told her, which she held close to her heart.
Upon hearing this, the woman was momentarily stunned, as if she remembered something, and her small face showed a mix of complexity, loss, and melancholy.
Seeing her reaction, Wen Xian suddenly realized—