Chapter 605: Today’s Outcome is Your Own Fault

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sun Ning saw Wen Xin’s tired smile, and the anger in his eyes gradually softened. However, he was still unhappy about what Wen Xin had done to him.

Wen Xin took an unopened medical silver needle from her pocket and waved it in front of Sun Ning. Seizing the moment when he wasn’t paying attention, she quickly jabbed it into his neck, causing him to cry out in surprise.

Sun Ning covered his mouth in shock, staring at Wen Xin in disbelief. “What kind of magic is this? How is it so amazing?”

“Traditional magic,” Wen Xin replied with a playful smile, amused by his naive reaction.

Moore, standing at the corridor entrance, watched Wen Xin’s back. He put his phone back in his pocket, deciding to tell Wen Xin about the people involved once she had rested. For now, he would handle it properly.

Turning around, Moore was startled by someone behind him. He frowned at the pale, sickly figure of Alfredo leaning against the wall.

“What are you doing here?”

“I just wanted to see her. Is that not allowed? Since when did you get so close to her? Were you the one who helped her sneak into the Independent State?”

Alfredo, lying in bed, had been pondering why Wen Xin refused to trust him. He believed he was the one who could help her most, protect her freedom in the Independent State. But why didn’t she believe him?

Moore, imitating Wen Xin’s relaxed posture, leaned lazily against the stair railing.

“You don’t know why?” he replied with a cold laugh, his tone full of disdain. “When she needed you, what did you do? You chose your family and status, leaving her to fight alone, ending up battered and bruised.”

“When she shared her thoughts with you, all you did was tell her to calm down and choose the safest solution.”

“Even this time, you wanted to help her, but how did you do it? You tried to save Mu Chengxi’s life but used it to threaten her, forcing her to compromise because of him.”

“You’ve known her since childhood. How could you forget her nature? Your threats mean nothing to her.”

“Be thankful Mu Chengxi is still alive. If he had died, she would have turned into a real demon. The Independent State would become her hell, and she would destroy it before following Mu Chengxi in death.”

“So, if you want to keep the Independent State intact, don’t provoke her. Let her do what she wants. Otherwise, I can’t imagine the consequences.”

“With the Jason family gone and the port bombed, you should sense her anger by now. However, this is just the beginning. You should consider yourself warned,” Moore advised Alfredo, hoping he would heed the warning. The consequences of ignoring it were too dire to contemplate.

Before witnessing Wen Xin launching missiles firsthand, Moore hadn’t believed she could do something so extreme. But after seeing it, he knew there was nothing she wouldn’t do.

With that, Moore left the hospital, clutching the red velvet box, leaving Alfredo to stand there, watching Wen Xin sitting on a bench converse wearily with the Tang family.

Three days later, Mu Chengxi opened his eyes, feeling pain all over. Disoriented, he initially thought he was still in the dark room. The light in the room was hard to adjust to.

As he tried to move, he felt something furry under his arm. Touching it, the familiar sensation brought tears to his eyes as memories flooded back. He remembered what happened before he fainted…

“Don’t move. You’re covered in injuries, including a broken rib. Your wounds have just started healing. Bear with it. She’s exhausted and needs more rest,” Chu Yunxuan whispered as she entered, seeing Mu Chengxi stroking Wen Xin’s head.

He retracted his hand and refrained from disturbing Wen Xin’s rest.

Chu Yunxuan placed a straw at Mu Chengxi’s lips. “Wen Xin said to have you drink some warm water when you wake. You should be able to eat now. Shall I get you some porridge?”

After drinking, Mu Chengxi’s parched throat felt better. He hesitated, then nodded slightly.

“Alright, I’ll get it ready. You rest,” Chu Yunxuan said, leaving to call the Tang family, who had prepared food for Mu Chengxi. If Wen Xin hadn’t refused, they would have set up a kitchen in the hospital.

After Chu Yunxuan left, a man entered. Mu Chengxi recognized him immediately as the one who had injected him.

Sun Ning met Mu Chengxi’s bright eyes, guessing he had been recognized. He hadn’t expected Mu Chengxi to be so sharp.

“Your wounds are healing well. With good rest, you should be walking in a little over a month,” Sun Ning said. Mu Chengxi, however, found the prospect of lying in bed for a month unbearable.

Seeing his reaction, Sun Ning lightly pinched one of Mu Chengxi’s wounds. “You’re lucky to be alive. Without her, you’d be dead. Don’t waste her efforts.”

Sun Ning’s gentle gaze on Wen Xin irked Mu Chengxi. He pulled a blanket over Wen Xin with his uninjured hand to protectively cover her.

Sun Ning raised an eyebrow at Mu Chengxi’s childish gesture. “Rest well. Don’t smother her. I’ll get a nurse to change your IV,” he said, leaving the room.

He encountered Alfredo in the hallway.

“Give up. Have you ever seen the princess sleep so peacefully? She looks like a kitten next to him.”

“Let it go, or you’ll only clash with her,” Sun Ning advised.