Wen Family Villa.
After sending Wen Xian and them home, Shen Rongsheng then left to return to Licheng. If Shen Lingge did not go back, he would have to return to handle Shen Corporation’s matters, but this time Shen Rongsheng was completely willing.
After all, his son had found him a daughter-in-law like an immortal celestial beauty.
As soon as Wen Xian returned home, she was met with all the maid young ladies’ consolations. They gathered around Wen Xian, each with a word, chirping noisily. For a moment, Wen Xian’s ears were filled with buzzing sounds.
Duoduo, seeing Wen Xian’s completely confused expression, hurriedly drove this group of little girls elsewhere.
After the surroundings quieted down, Wen Xian then went to look for her three little things. Wen Xianxian had been circling around the crowd since early on. When the crowd dispersed, it then ran over on its short legs.
The originally lying-on-the-cat-climbing-frame Qiuqiu also got up and jumped down, and in no time slipped over to Wen Xian’s side.
Wen Xian grabbed Wen Xianxian’s paw and played with it for a while, then went to pinch the Qiuqiu next to her. Qiuqiu just obediently squatted on the sofa, allowing Wen Xian to pinch its face, while Zanzan was currently squatting in its luxurious villa playing on the slide.
It was Song Mingxi’s first time coming to Wen Family. After scanning around once, she poked the Shen Lingge next to her. She lowered her voice: “Lingge, you usually just let Xian Xian live alone in such a big house?”
Shen Lingge was silent for a moment: “She mentioned moving back, I didn’t agree.”
Song Mingxi frowned: “You’re too careless, she comes home every day and sees this empty living room. Look at her raising so many little things by her side, she must be the kind of personality that needs company.”
Shen Lingge glanced at Wen Xian squatting by the sofa, and spoke in a low voice: “This is her home. Living here, she’ll be a little happier than outside. This time after I finish handling the company’s matters, I’ll come accompany her.”
Song Mingxi gave him a sidelong glance and asked: “Then let me ask you, when is Xian Xian’s physiological period?”
Shen Lingge: “……”
Shen Lingge furrowed his brows and thought for a long time. He realized Wen Xian had never told him, and usually he didn’t see her saying her stomach hurt. He really didn’t know when Wen Xian’s physiological period was.
As soon as Song Mingxi saw Shen Lingge’s expression, she knew he wasn’t clear. She snorted lightly: “Dog man.”
Shen Lingge: “……”
Song Mingxi was about to walk over to Wen Xian’s side, but she suddenly thought of a question again, so she turned back and pulled Shen Lingge to the side: “What’s your situation with Xian Xian now?”
Shen Lingge lightly coughed, speaking the truth: “I sleep in the same room with her.”
Song Mingxi: “……?”
When Song Mingxi raised her hand wanting to pinch Shen Lingge, she heard him add: “I have a sense of propriety.”
Hearing Shen Lingge say this, Song Mingxi didn’t ask further. She also turned and entered the kitchen, preparing to exchange some experience with the chef. These past two days she planned to make a few Licheng dishes for Wen Xian to try.
Wen Xian had just been squatting on the floor playing with the two little guys, but since she hadn’t taken a nap, she soon felt tired. So she hugged Wen Xianxian and lay down on the sofa, while Qiuqiu also tucking its little paws climbed quietly next to Wen Xian’s head.
These days Wen Xianxian had grown quite a bit. At this moment, Wen Xian hugging it already felt somewhat heavy. She leaned against Wen Xianxian’s neck, sleepily blinking her eyes.
Shen Lingge walked over to her side and bent down to touch her forehead. His gaze landed on her eyes containing a bit of physiological tears, asking in a low voice: “Xian Xian, sleepy?”
Wen Xian rubbed against his palm. If it were usual, she would definitely just go upstairs to sleep, but tonight Song Mingxi was here, she couldn’t be this impolite. She shook her head: “I’ll rest after eating.”
Shen Lingge lifted Wen Xianxian from Wen Xian’s arms. He bent down and picked Wen Xian up in one swoop, walking upstairs without allowing her to say anything.
Wen Xian struggled a bit: “Shen Lingge, just half an hour, I’ll sleep after eating.”
Shen Lingge lowered his eyes to look at her once: “With this hand, you also can’t eat, wait until you wake up, I’ll feed you.”
Wen Xian: “……”
She forgot about this matter. Rather than letting Shen Lingge feed her in front of Song Mingxi, it would be better to just go upstairs and sleep.
After Shen Lingge carried Wen Xian to the bed, he did not immediately leave, but sat by the bedside accompanying her for a while. She slowly blinked her eyes, after a long time only softly said a sentence: “Shen Lingge, your father and mother are both very good, I really like them.”
Shen Lingge lowered his head and kissed her lip corner, in a low voice said: “They also really like you. There is no one who wouldn’t like my Xian Xian.”
Wen Xian curved her lips slightly, and not long after she closed her eyes and fell into deep sleep.
…
After Shen Lingge went downstairs, he said a word to Song Mingxi then directly drove away. This time, he didn’t bring anyone along. Because Qin Zan had arranged to meet him at the entrance of Licheng Police Bureau.
When Shen Lingge arrived, Qin Zan was leaning against the car body, a lit cigarette clamped between his fingers, his side face cold and calm.
This man, like a mountain.
Shen Lingge closed the door, his black pupils paused on his face for a moment, then unhurriedly walked towards him.
Qin Zan heard the movement and slightly turned his head to glance at him, then took another puff of smoke before slowly speaking: “Do you know why Xu Chuwei is so targeting Xian Xian?”
Shen Lingge knitted his brows: “Why?”
Yesterday, before Wen Xian woke up, Shen Lingge had looked over Xu Chuwei’s data. He had only previously heard Wen Xian mention her, and could roughly guess what kind of feelings she held toward Wen Xian.
Jealousy, hatred, and inferiority.
But now Qin Zan asking him like this clearly had some other reason.
Qin Zan exhaled smoke, amber-colored eyes carrying a faint trace of sarcasm within the swirling smoke: “Xu Chuwei graduated from Mingcheng University. Years ago, she followed her father to attend a business banquet in Mingcheng.”
His gaze moved towards Shen Lingge: “That night, she saw you, so before the university entrance exams she changed her application choice. Plus, recently you mercilessly suppressed Xu Corporation, she could no longer sit still.”
Shen Lingge lowered his eyes: “Where is she?”
Qin Zan slightly raised his chin, pointed toward the police bureau: “Inside, being held. Xu Corporation brought over a lawyer team, tonight they want to bail her out. Xu Chuwei, will you handle it or shall I?”
Shen Lingge did not respond to him, only turned and walked into the police bureau.
Qin Zan casually flicked the cigarette butt into the trash bin, no longer looking at Shen Lingge. The driver got out to open the car door for him, Qin Zan bent down and sat inside the car, calmly said: “Go home.”
Inside the police bureau, Xu Chuwei was silently sitting to the side.
From the moment she came in, she hadn’t said a single word. It was her lawyer who was negotiating with the police. Hearing movement at the door, she slightly lifted her eyes to glance, and with that one glance, she froze.
Shen Lingge was standing at the doorway, his gaze dark. Such a suppressed, indifferent gaze fell onto her body.
Xu Chuwei’s heart suddenly tightened. She had once so hoped for Shen Lingge’s gaze to fall on her, but had never imagined it would be like this.
She lowered her head, biting her lip.
Such an expression was even more unbearable for her than when she found out Shen Lingge and Wen Xian were together.
She thought Shen Lingge would come in, but he didn’t. He only glanced at her coldly once, then left.
Xu Chuwei’s face was pale, she closed her eyes in a panic, he wasn’t even willing to say a single word to her.
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At eight in the evening, Shen Lingge came out from the police bureau. After getting in the car, he made a phone call home. After learning that Wen Xian had not yet woken up, he sat in the car and smoked three cigarettes before starting the car and leaving.
By the time he arrived home, Song Mingxi had already eaten. She had taken Wen Xianxian and Qiuqiu to stroll in the garden. Shen Lingge went upstairs, washed up in the room next door, then entered the room to look at Wen Xian.
The temperature inside the room was a little higher than outside. Wen Xian was still asleep, it looked like she wouldn’t wake up for a while.
Shen Lingge somewhat regretted not letting her eat dinner before sleeping, but now he also didn’t want to wake her up. He took his laptop, adjusted the screen brightness lower, then sat in the corner of the room.
Although Shen Rongsheng had returned to handle Shen Corporation’s matters, there were still some finishing tasks for the London project. Fortunately, the contract had already been signed, so he didn’t need to rush over anymore; the remaining matters would be handled by the project team.
Until the clock’s hand slowly slid past ten o’clock, there was finally some movement on the bed.
Shen Lingge put down the laptop and softly walked to the bedside. As soon as he got close, he heard Wen Xian softly moaning as if feeling uncomfortable. He immediately turned on the light and looked at the bed.
The little girl was still closing her eyes, her brow lightly furrowed.
Shen Lingge hurriedly picked her up, reaching out to touch her face: “Xian Xian?”
Wen Xian moaned for quite a while before opening her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she hugged Shen Lingge, aggrievedly acting spoiled: “Shen Lingge, I feel a little pain, my head doesn’t feel good, I want to throw up.”
At this point, Shen Lingge couldn’t care about anything else. He picked up Wen Xian: “We’re going to the hospital.”
Wen Xian sobbed and shook her head: “I don’t want to go, I don’t want to move, let me hug you for a while.”
Shen Lingge hugged Wen Xian and lay on the bed. She just hugged him and cried, warm tears soaking his clothes. His heart was anxious, for a moment not knowing what to do.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, asking in a low voice: “Xian Xian, if you’re unwell, only by going to the hospital will it get better. Let the doctor take a look, okay?”
Wen Xian only sobbed with hiccups, aggrievedly saying: “I miss dad and mom. Shen Lingge, I really miss them. Dad said he would always protect me, he lied, wuwuwu…”
Shen Lingge’s heart hurt more and more as her tears kept falling.
His Adam’s apple moved slightly. Only after a long while did he say: “It’s my fault. From now on, I won’t leave you alone again. When you get better, I’ll take you to live in Mingcheng for a while. At most one month, I can handle the company’s matters, then we’ll come back.”
Shen Lingge’s gaze deepened. He promised: “I won’t leave you again. I’ll always stay by your side. Xian Xian doesn’t have to be afraid.”
After crying for a while, Wen Xian fell asleep again. Shen Lingge wiped her tears dry, then took a blanket and carried her out.
In the living room, Song Mingxi and Duoduo hadn’t slept yet. Song Mingxi was listening to Duoduo talking about Wen Xian’s matters. The two of them turned their heads when they heard movement at the stairway, and at a glance, both of them were startled.
Shen Lingge’s expression did not look good, and the person in his arms was even more silent.
Song Mingxi hurriedly went up to meet him. Looking at her son’s slightly red eye rims, she anxiously asked: “What’s wrong with Xian Xian?”
Shen Lingge carried her and walked outside: “She’s not feeling well, cried for a while. I’m taking her to the hospital.”
Song Mingxi and Duoduo exchanged a glance, both followed after.
And so, Wen Xian had been discharged for not even twelve hours before lying back again. The nurse came over to give her an IV drip. During the entire process, Wen Xian did not wake up. Shen Lingge silently held her hand.
Song Mingxi lightly sighed, then went out together with Duoduo.
Tonight, for Shen Lingge, it was another sleepless night.