Chapter 509: Betrayed by Someone You Trust

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“If you don’t like it, don’t go. Didn’t Ma Wenyuan say that the Ma family members have already been sent back to their hometown?”

Wen Xin showed no interest in the affairs of the Ma family. The only things that could interest her besides Mu Chengxi were her friends.

“I heard that Old Master Ma fell seriously ill after returning home and had to be brought back here. Probably Ma Wenyuan contacting you is also because of his grandfather’s illness, but he’s been too embarrassed to bring it up.”

Wen Huai was relatively well-informed about the Ma family’s situation. He thought Ma Wenyuan would discuss this matter with Wen Xin directly, but he hadn’t heard any news.

“Ma Wenyuan might reach out to Zhuge Jingming. He knows I might not agree if he talks to me directly, but he also doesn’t want to strain our already fragile relationship.”

As Wen Xin mentioned the word ‘relationship’, she couldn’t help but laugh. Actually, if Ma Wenyuan did ask, she wasn’t entirely opposed to considering it.

While they were discussing Old Master Ma’s situation, Wen Xin’s phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from Wen Zhimo.

After showing her phone to Wen Huai, Wen Xin answered, “Auntie…”

“Wen Xin, I’m at the hospital right now. Your uncle’s father isn’t doing well. Can you come over and help? Everyone in Beijing knows you cured Old Madam Mu and performed surgery on Elder Jiang, so, could you possibly…”

Wen Zhimo, surrounded by people casting glances her way, spoke with a pleading voice, hoping Wen Xin wouldn’t let her lose face.

“Auntie, my medical skills aren’t as legendary as you think. You know, I come from a small village. Curing Old Madam Mu was a fluke, and the situation with Elder Jiang was a misunderstanding. I’m sorry, I can’t help.”

Wen Xin’s tone was especially gentle, and it was the first time Wen Zhimo heard her speak in such a manner, which was quite unexpected.

The man next to Wen Zhimo, Ma Wenyuan’s older brother, unhappily retorted, “Impossible! I went to see Master Zhuge this morning, and he and Elder Jiang personally confirmed that it was Wen Xin who performed the surgery. She’s ungrateful. Our family raised the Wen family’s son, and she behaves without any conscience.”

He had gone to Zhuge Jingming’s clinic earlier that day and overheard the conversation between Zhuge Jingming and Elder Jiang, then rushed to call Wen Zhimo to the hospital.

He hadn’t expected Wen Zhimo to be insignificant in Wen Xin’s eyes; that she would be unwilling to help their Ma family.

His words didn’t provoke Wen Xin; she held her phone and coldly smiled, speaking softly to Wen Zhimo with a hint of indifference in her voice.

“I can’t cure this illness.”

With that, Wen Xin hung up the phone. She had no connection with the Ma family and felt no obligation to help; she was not a saint and lacked a charitable heart.

“Sis, won’t this make it difficult for Auntie?” Wen Huai had been looked after by Wen Zhimo for a long time, so he inevitably considered her perspective, wondering if his aunt would face difficulties.

“It’s just a little difficult now, but if I go to the hospital and fail to cure the old man’s illness, it wouldn’t just be a simple problem anymore. So, I prefer not to get involved.”

Wen Xin’s approach to healing was dependent on her mood. A year ago, she treated Old Madam Mu purely because Old Madam Zhao was Zhao Hongzhong’s mother, and the Wen family owed the Zhao family a life debt.

As for Elder Jiang’s illness, it was purely out of spite; if not for Sun Miao being so infuriating, she wouldn’t have intervened.

As Wen Xin and Wen Huai were talking, the butler walked into the courtyard, his voice gentle and polite.

“Miss Wen, Elder Ou has arrived. He heard you are at the old house and would like you to come to the Old Madam’s courtyard for a while.”

“Okay, I’ll change and be right over.”

In Mu Chengxi’s courtyard, Wen Xin usually wore simple homewear, but meeting Elder Ou necessitated a more formal attire.

Wen Xin jumped up from the rocking chair and jogged back to the small villa. She went upstairs to change and was back down five minutes later,

As Wen Xin emerged from the villa, the butler was still waiting for her in the courtyard. Wen Xin gave him a polite smile, “Let’s go to Grandmother’s courtyard.”

When Wen Xin and the butler arrived at Old Madam Mu’s courtyard, Old Madam Mu was holding a blueprint, while Ou Shenzhi, standing beside Elder Ou, was patiently explaining something to her.

Elder Ou, seeing Wen Xin follow the butler in, quickly waved her over.

“Young Wen Xin, take a look at this blueprint. Do you know anything about this aircraft?”

Elder Ou took the blueprint from Old Madam Mu and handed it to Wen Xin.

Wen Xin sat down opposite Elder Ou, took the blueprint he offered, and squinted slightly. She looked up with a puzzled expression, “Elder Ou, why would you think of me? I just…”

Wen Xin looked at the very familiar blueprint of the aircraft, confused about why Elder Ou would seek her out.

“At this point, there’s no need to pretend with me. Others might not know your capabilities, but I do,” Elder Ou said with a serious expression. He had come back specifically for this matter and did not want to play dumb with Wen Xin.

“When I was staying in the sanatorium, I saw a prototype of this aircraft’s blueprint on your coffee table. If I’m not mistaken, this blueprint should be a means of travel, right?”

“Oh? So Elder Ou also takes pleasure in prying into others’ privacy? Since you’ve seen through me, I won’t pretend anymore. Yes, this is indeed my blueprint, but it only details the exterior, not the essence. My aircraft requires a special propulsion, which is not available domestically.”

As Wen Xin spoke, she looked up at Ou Shenzhi, “Young Master Ou, if I’m not mistaken, this set of blueprints came from Independent State, didn’t it? Your collaboration with Independent State wouldn’t just be about developing this aircraft, would it?”

Wen Xin’s bright eyes earnestly regarded Ou Shenzhi, who was slightly taken aback. He hadn’t expected Wen Xin to be aware of Independent State’s involvement. Who exactly was this girl?

His gaze at Wen Xin became more guarded. When Wen Xin mentioned that the blueprint was incomplete, he knew that she truly knew her stuff.

“Do you know someone from Independent State? Are you familiar with them?” Ou Shenzhi looked at Wen Xin, silent for a long while before asking uncertainly.

“I don’t know anyone personally, but I do know that my blueprints were stolen. As Elder Ou said, it’s only a prototype.”