Chapter 161

Chapter 161 - 161 154 The Budding Love at Changling (First Update)

Chapter 161: 154: The Budding Love at Changling (First Update) Chapter 161: 154: The Budding Love at Changling (First Update) Outside the operating room, the Xie Family members were present, and so were the Su Family.

The first one to notice Wen Changling was Gu Yihuan.

“Here she comes.”

As soon as Gu Yihuan spoke, everyone turned to look at Wen Changling, including Xie Liangjiang.

Gu Yihuan didn’t know if Xie Shang had introduced Wen Changling to both families, and since he was an outsider, it wasn’t his place to say much, simply introducing her briefly, “She’s the girlfriend of my fourth brother.”

Although it was a bit rude, Wen Changling didn’t want to get to know Xie Shang’s family. After nodding to the Su Family, she stood far to the side waiting, not interacting with anyone, keeping her head down and avoiding eye contact with anyone.

Almost two hours passed before the surgery ended.

The lead surgeon came out, “The surgery went very smoothly. We’ll have to observe him for a while in the ICU after the anesthesia wears off.” After informing them of the outcome, the surgeon continued to explain the details of the surgery to the family.

Standing far away, Wen Changling only caught a few words: trauma, splenic rupture, capsular repair.

After thanking the doctor, people from the Su and Xie families went to the ICU, pausing in the corridor to take a closer look at Wen Changling.

The Su Family had seen Wen Changling’s photos, but this was their first time seeing her in person. On the Xie side, Xie Shang had never even mentioned her name.

Meeting so suddenly was indeed unexpected and neither side was prepared. Zhai Wenjin suggested, “Miss Wen, why don’t you come with us to wait?”

Wen Changling shook her head and left first.

This girl, her composure was very steady, somewhat enigmatic.

— This was Zhai Wenjin’s first impression of Wen Changling. It wasn’t particularly good or bad, but he was vaguely worried, feeling that this girl was not easy to “handle.” The term “handle” was not very respectful—it was just that he couldn’t think of a better word at the moment.

Gu Yihuan, off to the side, cursed silently: Heartless woman!

Around ten o’clock, Xie Shang woke up.

Zhai Wenjin’s hanging heart finally felt a little at ease, “Xingxing, you’re awake.”

Xie Shang didn’t speak, his gaze searching the room.

Except for Xie Yanli and her daughter, all of the Xie family members were there, as well as the Su Family. Knowing whom Xie Shang was looking for, Zhai Wenjin stepped forward to say, “Miss Wen just left.”

He grunted, his face hadn’t regained its color, but he was fully conscious, no different from usual, just that his gaze was extraordinarily serene, “You all go back, leave Xiao Huan here.”

Xie Jingxian, not reassured, walked up to the bedside with his crutches.

“Xingxing just had surgery; he needs plenty of rest. Let’s all go back,” Zhai Wenjin picked up the bag, helping to usher out Xie Shang’s family, “Old gentleman, you should go back too.”

Only then did the two families leave the room.

Gu Yihuan stayed behind alone.

With the elders just leaving, he couldn’t say much, “Fourth brother, what happened? You’ve been racing cars for so many years and have never been this seriously injured.”

Xie Shang had actually gone to help a friend test drive a car, and Gu Yihuan was not very clear on how exactly he got injured.

“The car had been sabotaged.”

Realizing it was intentional, Gu Yihuan immediately said, “I’ll go to the police.”

“Your brother is already handling it.”

Xie Shang felt a bit tired; although the anesthesia had worn off and he wasn’t in much pain—he always had a high pain tolerance —his consciousness was a bit drowsy, yet he didn’t feel like sleeping.

Sometimes Gu Yihuan was very attentive. Hesitating, he asked, “Do you want me to... call Wen Changling over for you?”

“No need.”

Gu Yihuan couldn’t help but mutter, “What’s with her, not even making a phone call?”

During the night, Gu Yihuan slept on the sofa beside the hospital bed; he wasn’t picky about where he slept.

Someone pushed open the door of the ward.

Xie Shang opened his eyes and called out softly, “Changling.”

The light from the corridor shone through the door and he saw the person clearly.

“Mr. Xie,” It was the nurse, “I’m here to change your dressing.”

*****

Two hours earlier, Wen Changling had actually visited.

Just by bad luck, in the corridor of the ward, she ran into Xie Liangjiang. She stopped and didn’t go any further. Xie Liangjiang’s gaze was no longer disguised, sharp as a torch. It seemed he was deliberately waiting for her.

“Miss Wen.” He walked over, “May I speak with you for a moment?”

Having said that, he walked ahead toward the stairwell, leaving no room for refusal—in control of the situation, the very picture of authority.

Wen Changling followed.

Xie Liangjiang had been aware of Wen Changling’s existence for some time. Many people, including himself, had been covering up the Wen Zhaoyang case. When Xie Shang started investigating with Zhu Huanzhi, he noticed.

Concerning the recent events of the Pang Family, Xie Liangjiang could also make some guesses.

Sounds echoed back in the stairwell at night.

“You probably don’t want to see me, so I’ll be straightforward.” Xie Liangjiang was used to taking the initiative, “Your brother’s death was inevitable. Even if the parents of those four hadn’t come to me back then, your brother wouldn’t have made it out alive anyway, because at that time, you had no means of protecting yourselves. It wasn’t just me, someone else would have done it.”

Wen Changling looked at Xie Liangjiang.

She thought she would react crazily, seeking revenge, but she didn’t. She listened calmly as if to a joke.

All lawyers must be like this, so adept at equivocating.

You were going to die anyway, so it’s not my fault I killed you. That’s just your fate.

“The same applies now, the law of the jungle has never changed. Don’t embark on a fool’s errand. If you’re smart, you’ll stop now and keep your distance from Xie Shang.”

Wen Changling had studied Xie Liangjiang for a long time and could immediately see right through him, “You’re scared.”

Xie Liangjiang frowned, his eyes turning fierce.

Wen Changling felt an unprecedented satisfaction, the thrill of near vengeance, “Afraid I’ll do something to your son? Xie Liangjiang,” she spoke slowly and deliberately in the brief silence, the motion-activated light dimmed, making the darkness envelop them, her eyes were like flames trapped in amber, “the sins of the father, are the debts of the son.”

“Young lady, don’t be too confident, and,” Xie Liangjiang opened the door of the stairwell, light illuminating half of his face, “don’t push me.”

After Xie Liangjiang left, Wen Changling remained standing in the same spot. Her palms were clammy, not sure if it was from sweat or because her nails had pierced her flesh.

She should have attacked with more vitriolic words. She’d found the enemy’s weakness—Xie Shang was Xie Liangjiang’s weakness. She should have been more ruthless.

She took a deep breath, loosened her clenched hands, emerged from the stairwell, glanced back toward the direction of the ward, then resolutely turned away.