Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Wen Chenâs heart was like dead ashes. He did not know why he came to look for Jing Yuan. After asking her clearly, he just wanted to add a few more stabs to his heart that was already bleeding.
Seeing that Wen Chen was about to get up and leave, the smug expression on Jing Yuanâs face disappeared. She said anxiously, âBrother Chen, 1 was wrong. I was delirious just now. Donât leave. Donât leave me here alone.â
Wen Chen looked at her coldly. âYou asked for it. No matter who you hate, Jing Yao did nothing wrong.â
âShe was wrong. It was her biggest mistake to be Jing Mo and Zhang Liâs daughter.â Jing Yuan suddenly shouted excitedly.
The prison guard was originally sitting at the back expressionlessly. Seeing this, he stood up and said loudly, âSilence, if you continue to be so agitated, visiting hours will end.â
Jing Yuanâs expression changed and she quickly calmed down. She looked at Wen Chen almost pleadingly and said pitifully, âBrother Chen, can you help me? Help me send a letter to my father and ask him to save me. 1 really canât stay here anymore.â
Wen Chen looked at Jing Yuan mockingly. Sometimes, he could not understand Jing Yuanâs mind. Strictly speaking, Zhang Li was a pitiful and hateful victim, and Jing Mo was the source of all the tragedies. However, Jing Yuan did not hate these two people the most, but blamed Jing Yao for everything.
âYour father?â Wen Chen looked amused. âIâm afraid he wonât be able to come.â
Jing Yuanâs expression froze and she looked at Wen Chen in confusion. âWhy? Is he very busy? Is he still busy snatching Jingxuan back? Iâm about to die inside, but heâs still only focused on his lousy company.â
Wen Chen looked at Jing Yuan as if she was a stranger. He could not remember what Jing Yuan was like in the past. He only felt that she was like a lunatic now.
âHe was stabbed by Zhang Li and is still unconscious. 1 donât know if he can wake up,â Wen Chen said calmly in a low voice.
In fact, Wen Chen was still very surprised when he found out that Jing Mo was stabbed by Zhang Li. It was as if everyone in the Jing Family was pretending in front of him.
Zhang Li and Jing Ato were a loving couple that many people envied. Jing Mo was obedient to Zhang Li, and Zhang Li gave up her luxurious life as a rich young lady for Jing Mo.
But now, Jing Mo was injured by Zhang Li and was lying in the hospital. The news that was released to the public was that he had been robbed.
This should be done by Zhang Liâs family. No matter what, Zhang Li was still the Zhang Familyâs daughter. As for Jing Moâ¦
No one in this world would care about him anymore.
Jing Yuanâs face was pale, and her heart seemed to be clenched tightly by countless hands. No one could help her anymore. She had to go back and face those devil-like women.
âBrother Chen, Brother Chen, help me. Can you save me? 1 know I was wrong. 1â11 definitely change.â Jing Yuan stood up and wanted to grab Wen Chen, but she was handcuffed and there was glass in front of her. It was all in vain.
The prison guardâs expression was a little ugly. He walked over and dragged Jing Yuan up. This woman had been crazy since she came in. From the beginning, she kept saying that they were abusing her. When she went out, she would teach them a lesson. She even thought that she was a rich young lady.
âVisiting timeâs over. Go back now.â The prison officer took Jing Yao back to the cell.
Jing Yuan seemed to have gone crazy and was trembling.
She didnât want to go back. She would die if she went back. She couldnât stay there for a second.
Jing Yuan turned around and shouted at Wen Chen, âBrother Chen, help me.
Jing Yao found someone to come in and kill me. You have to save me.â
The prison guard pushed Jing Yuan. He just wanted to send her back quickly. Otherwise, he would be responsible if anything happened along the way.
Wen Chen watched expressionlessly as Jing Yuan was escorted back. Even at this moment, Jing Yuan was still slandering her. How many times had she wronged Jing Yao since she was young? Did she think that others would believe her?
Wen Chen stood up and tidied his clothes out of habit before walking out.
The sunset outside filled the sky. The weather today was exceptionally good, but Wen Chenâs face was covered in dark clouds. His heart felt as heavy as a thousand-pound rock.
The chauffeur drove the car over and opened the door for him to get in. Before starting, he asked, âCEO Wen, are we going home directly?â
Wen Chen pressed his forehead and said listlessly, âGo to Ru Ting.â
A trace of surprise flashed across the chauffeurâs face. It was fleeting and he did not dare to say anything. He could only start the car and go to the entertainment street..