Si Luochen glanced into the hospital room. Seeing Zhou Xuyan holding a tissue and wiping the corners of Xia Zhi's lips, a surge of nameless anger flared up in his heart.
He lowered his thick, dark eyelashes, concealing the gloominess in his eyes. After placing the fruit basket and flowers on the floor, he strode away.
Xia Ying watched Si Luochen walk away with a limp.
The embarrassment of being humiliated by him just now was swept away. She took out her phone and recorded a short video of him walking.
Tsk.
Where did a cripple like him get the nerve to humiliate her?
The way he walked was so ugly!
"Yingying, don't be angry. I think he's just suffering from sour grapes."
Xia Ying shrugged her shoulders. "I can't be bothered with him. Throw the fruit basket and flowers he bought for me into the trash!"
Being liked by a little cripple would be an absolute disgrace to her if word got out.
Xia Ying pushed open the door to the hospital room and walked in.
When Zhou Xuyan saw Xia Ying, the two exchanged a look.
Xia Ying sat by the bed and hypocritically held Xia Zhi's hand. "Zhizhi, are you feeling better? Mom will come to see you after work. Our whole family cares about you so much, so you have to get well soon."
Get well soon so you can give up your inheritance, and once you have no more use value, you can just go die!
Although Xia Zhi couldn't remember the past, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable facing Xia Ying's smile.
Not only towards Xia Ying, but also towards her boyfriend, Zhou Xuyan.
Since she woke up, Zhou Xuyan had taken care of her meticulously, bustling about, gentle and considerate, fulfilling the duties of a boyfriend to the fullest.
In her memory, she and Zhou Xuyan seemed to be very much in love.
But for some reason, when facing Zhou Xuyan, her heart was as still as water, without the slightest flutter or ripple!
"Xia Ying, who were you talking to outside just now?" Xia Zhi asked in a weak voice.
"A crippled guy who wants to pester me." Thinking that after all these years, Si Luochen still couldn't let her go, Xia Ying tugged at the corners of her lips smugly. "He's not bad-looking, but unfortunately, the way he walks is hideous."
Xia Ying took out the short video she had recorded and played it for Xia Zhi and Zhou Xuyan to see.
Zhou Xuyan laughed mockingly. "The way he walks, he really looks like a cripple."
"Hahaha, he is a cripple to begin with. Zhou Xuyan, you're too funny."
"Enough—" Seeing the boy's limping figure from behind, Xia Zhi felt an inexplicable pang of sadness.
Her clear, beautiful eyes unconsciously welled up with redness.
She glared angrily at Zhou Xuyan and Xia Ying. "Mocking someone's physical defect behind their back is very tasteless!"
Seeing Xia Zhi getting angry, Xia Ying and Zhou Xuyan felt a bit displeased but held it back.
Anyway, Xia Zhi wouldn't live much longer.
Once she gave up inheriting the large fortune her father left behind, Xia Ying's mother would make her recall the tragic experience of being bullied.
By then, she would suffer from depression and eventually, like her mother, commit suicide due to depression.
...
After returning to Ye City, Wen Yan slept soundly.
When she woke up, she felt completely refreshed.
Going to the living room, she saw Old Master Si watching a live video stream.
Wen Yan walked over and took a look.
"Little Yan, come quickly and help Grandpa analyze this. This Wen Huijun who has been very popular online recently, why on earth did he become famous so quickly? Do you think if I act crazy during the day and get emo at night, I can become a big internet celebrity too?"
Wen Yan's mouth twitched.
She found that ever since she transmigrated here, Old Master Si's mental state hadn't been quite normal.
"Grandpa, you're already such a famous chairman in Ye City. There's no need to become an internet celebrity, right?"
Old Master Si stroked his white beard. "That won't do. I used to be a popular figure frequently appearing in the old ladies' Moments, but now that old geezer Wen Huijun has taken over their Moments."
Wen Yan, "..."
Wen Yan hadn't been surfing the internet recently, so she searched for Wen Huijun in her gossip system.
Upon seeing the results, she immediately became interested.
In the morning, he was a driving school instructor; at noon, he was the smooth-dancing God Wen; and at night, he became the emo Wen Huijun.
Fighting in the morning and getting emo at night, didn't this perfectly match her current mental state?
Wen Yan immediately downloaded a photo of God Wen and posted a Moment using one of his quotes.
Wen Yan: I don't expect you to understand me. As long as you don't misunderstand me, that's already good enough.
Image attached: A photo of God Wen.
Less than two minutes after Wen Yan's Moment was posted, Si Moyan called her.
"Wen Yan!" He called her by her full name, his voice deep and cold.
"Hubby, is it your time of the month again?" He was so attentive and considerate to her when they returned to the country yesterday. Had she just been having a sweet dream?
Si Moyan on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, his breathing growing a bit heavier. "Who is the man you posted in your Moments? We haven't divorced yet. Even if you want to find someone, can't you find someone younger?"
Wen Yan froze for a few seconds, then burst into a pfft and started laughing out loud.
"Grandpa, quick! Your iceberg of a grandson thinks I'm cheating on him, and the guy he thinks I'm cheating with is God Wen, who you're imitating right now!"
Old Master Si glanced at Wen Yan's Moments and saw Si Moyan's comment below: Posting another man's photo, who gave you the nerve?
Old Master Si snatched Wen Yan's phone, his white beard bristling as he roared, "Besides making money, can you surf the internet a bit? This is a popular meme online right now. Are you a caveman without internet access?"
With a snap, Old Master Si hung up the phone.
"Ignore him. He's twenty-five but lives like a fifty-two-year-old antique."
Not only did Si Moyan not know about the God Wen meme, but the Wen family was also clueless.
When Wen Yue saw Wen Yan's Moment, she immediately took a screenshot and sent it to the Wen family group chat.
Mother Wen: Was she kicked out by the Si family? This man looks even older than me.
Wen Shiyu: She has completely disgraced our Wen family.
Wen Yiheng: Last time she made a fool out of me and caused me to be the laughingstock of our circle. A sister with such a vicious heart deserves to be scammed by an old man!
Wen Yue: Sister is really something. Can't she live without a man?
Wen Yiheng: Our Yueyue is still the best.
Wen Yue: Second Brother, let me introduce you to the gold-medal screenwriter, Qi Hong. The scripts he pens are no worse than what Shao Ning writes.
Wen Yiheng: Yueyue, you actually know Screenwriter Qi Hong?
Qi Hong was a gold-medal screenwriter in the industry. He was brimming with talent, and any drama he penned would become a massive hit.
However, his whereabouts were mysterious, and he rarely appeared in public. Unless one was a top-tier bigwig, it was generally very difficult to contact him.
Because Wen Yue had the golden finger of rebirth, she had found Qi Hong's lost dog a few days ago.
That dog had lived with Qi Hong's family for seven or eight years, and the Qi family had long considered it a member of their own family.
After Wen Yue found it for them, Qi Hong was extremely grateful to her.
In the Wen family group chat, everyone immediately showered Wen Yue with fierce praise.
Everyone in the Wen family felt that Wen Yue was their lucky star, while Wen Yan was a jinx.
...
At night.
After working out in the gym, Wen Yan returned to her room to take a shower.
When she came out, she saw men's underwear scattered all over the floor, and her mouth twitched.
"Wen Yan, you were the one who wanted to bring this Tibetan Mastiff back. Just look at what it's done!"
Si Moyan walked in, holding a large black dog by the scruff of its neck, and the large black dog still had a pair of his underwear dangling from its mouth.
"It's bad enough that you're a perv, but now even your dog is just as perverted as you."
Of all the things it could have snatched, it just had to go for his underwear.
Now he doesn't have a single intact pair left in his drawer!
