Suddenly, for a moment, I felt that this medicine bottle was somewhat familiar. For a while, I couldnt think of it, but I would eventually remember.

  Wen Qi thought to herself, quickly putting on her clothes, and after hesitating again and again, she still stuffed the pregnancy test stick into her bag. Standing in front of the mirror, she simply washed up before opening the door to the hotel room.

  Zhao Jin Chuan had arrived early and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, head down playing with his phone. Yesterdays wound was wrapped thickly with gauze, looking a bit comical.

  The bedroom door opened, drawing Zhao Jins gaze. He didnt hide his surprise and let out a teasing laugh: "Hey! He Mingzhen, you little scamp, your actions are quick enough, how did you manage to sneak into the house so fast?"

  Zhao Jin Chuan and He Ming Zhen are still good friends after all these years, so even though they had a big fight yesterday, when the sun came up they could still joke around and tease each other like brothers.

  But she is different, Zhao Jin Chuan bears grudges and can remember her for a lifetime.

  Wen Qi stood there, unable to advance or retreat, and for a moment he looked like a clown being ridiculed by others.

  "Why bother so much? Are you afraid of getting a festering wound on your head?" He Mingzhen walked over, stretched out his arm and wrapped her in his embrace.

  Her deep eyes shone through her warm pupils, half true and half false, and she even felt a little spoiled.

  Zhao Jin chuckled and smiled, taking it lightly, and didnt tease Wen Qi again.

  He Mingzhen brought her to the dining table, where he had just made breakfast. As he ladled porridge for her, he said, "Finish eating and Ill send you back to school."

  Still as gentle as clear water tone.

  Zhao Jin Chuan smiled faintly, "Youre comfortable now, and you think about sending others back, turning your face and not recognizing people, isnt that cheap?"

  "Youre no different." He Mingzhen retorted, pushing the bowl of congee in front of Wen Qi.

  Wen Qi knew that Zhao Jin Chuan wouldnt come to the Great Qing early in the morning for no reason, he came here just to ask about Xia Weis whereabouts.

  As expected, he asked about Xiaoyi the next second: "You might as well tell me first, where is Xiaoyi... The problems between us two still need to be solved, and its not a solution to keep hiding like this."

  "I dont know." Wen Qi replied vaguely while scooping a spoonful of hot porridge into her mouth.

  Zhao Jin Chuan suppressed his smile, his tone carrying a hint of threat: "You dont tell me, I can find it out myself, itll just take a bit more time, but by then, your crime will be a different story altogether."

  Wen Qis heart skipped a beat, and she choked on her porridge, causing her to cough violently.

  "If you can stay, then stay well, if not, then get out. Whats with the accusations? Who do you think you are?" He Mingzhen bent down and gently helped her smooth out her clothes, while his other hand reached for the tissue box, pulled out a few sheets and handed them over to her.

  Wen Qi finally understood what Xia Wei meant by Zhao Jinchuan, it was probably like this now, slightly unsmooth would threaten, and even beat her up. So the bruises seen those days were not accidental, but the result of Zhao Jinchuans violent behavior.

  "Wen Qi sneered coldly, Xia Wei doesnt want you to find her, why bother putting in the effort, pretending to be deeply emotional? Are you even worthy of it?!"

  Some people, they dont love you, but they just want to entangle you and wont let go of you. Zhao Jin Chuan is such a person, he almost hates that he cant find an iron chain to tie Xia Wei forever by his side.

  "What the hell are you talking about?!" Zhao Jins eyes reignited with a fierce flame as he stood up.

  Whenever Zhao Jin Chuan mentions Xia Wei Yu, he always gets angry and flustered.

  Wen Qi ignored his anger and only had eyes for that bowl of bland and tasteless white porridge.

  He Mingzhen couldnt bear to see him going crazy here, so he said coldly: "If nothings wrong, go back early. If you want to go crazy, dont do it in my place."

  Zhao Jins energy was nowhere to be found, like a bereaved family dog, and in the end he slunk away with his tail between his legs.

  As the door closed, the phone on the table also beeped with a message. Wen Qi glanced at it with her peripheral vision, and the note with the word "Xia" was slightly piercing to the eyes.