"Alright, I can handle it myself."

  Shen Shihan hung up the phone.

  Madam Lan brought up the fresh mushroom soup and said, "Sir, the dishes have gone cold. Shall I send someone upstairs to invite Miss Wen?"

  Shen Shihan glanced at his watch, 9 minutes and 1 second left.

  "Wait again."

  Shen Shihan stared at the hands of his watch as time ticked away second by second.

  "Miss Wen, you look beautiful in this dress. The clothes in your wardrobe were all personally chosen for you by the master." Lan's voice of praise came over.

  Shen Shihan raised his head and saw Wen Ning walking slowly down the stairs wearing a loose black dress.

  She was already pale, and the black dress made her look even paler. As she moved, her sleeves and skirt fluttered about, her slender waist seeming as if it might snap with a single pinch.

  She's too thin. When did she become so thin?

  Wen Ning sat down opposite Shen Ci Han, even though another set of bowls and chopsticks had already been placed beside him, she still chose to sit across from him at the long table.

  Lan looked at Shen Cihan, and Shen Cihan gestured for her to move the bowl and chopsticks over.

  She was able to come down on time for dinner, which meant she wasn't seriously ill, and Shen Sicong dispelled the idea of inviting a doctor over.

  A table full of seafood, Wen Ning had no appetite at all. She took a sip of the fresh mushroom soup served by the servant.

  The warm soup slid into his stomach, and the warmth spread from his chest to his limbs, and Wen Ning finally had a little consciousness.

  "Does Miss Wen like this fresh mushroom soup? I'll serve you another bowl." said Lan Shu with enthusiasm.

  Wen Ning silently put down his chopsticks and went upstairs.

  "Sir, did I talk too much and make Miss Wen unhappy?" Lan's aunt asked awkwardly, looking at Shen Shihan.

  "It's none of your business, go ahead and mind your own affairs."

  Shen Shihan casually ate a few mouthfuls of rice and went upstairs. Wen Ning was already asleep with his back against the door.

  In the middle of the night, the sky suddenly cracked open and a torrential downpour started. For a time, the entire city was shrouded in wind and rain.

  Song Ziyin was awakened from her sleep by a thunder, the phone on the bedside table vibrated, making a dull rumble in the dark night.

  "What's with the call so late?" Song Ziying said irritably.

  The other person whispered: "Today Shen Junhao went to the women's prison to see that woman. Shen Junhao already knows, you be careful."

  "What?" Song Ziying's phone almost slipped from her grasp, "How did that woman manage to get in touch with Shen Junhao?"

  "She is a warm and gentle woman who has been brought up well."

  What's with Wen Ni? She's everywhere!

  "You'd better get ready early, that woman will be out of prison in half a year. In these years in prison, you didn't finish her off, it'll be even harder when she's out."

  Hanging up the phone, Song Ziying couldn't sleep anymore. She held her mobile phone and wandered around the room until dawn. After some deliberation, she opened her phone and flipped out a note with a phone number marked "K".

  "Help me investigate someone, and we can negotiate the price. I'll send you the name and photo."

  ……

  The rain continued to fall until the second day without stopping, and instead became heavier, with winds blowing waves several meters high, as if they were going to blow off the roof.

  A century-old heavy rainstorm, the government issued a red alert, traffic was closed, and the city suspended classes and businesses for one day.

  It was almost noon, and Wen Ning still hadn't gotten out of bed.

  Shen Cihan came downstairs, and Lan Shu was dragging a tent in her hand, asking: "Sir, the weather forecast says it will rain for several more days. Should we put away these camping things first?"

  "Get the warehouse first."

  Shen Chihan took a glance and picked up the car key to head out. Lan Shu said, "Sir, it's so windy outside, are you sure you want to go out?"

  The response was the sound of wind and rain outside the door, Shen Sihans head did not turn back as he sat into the car.

  Two hours later, Shen Sihan returned in the wind and rain, and he rushed upstairs excitedly.

  Wen Ning lay on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she were fast asleep.

  "Warm lemon..."

  Shen Chihan called out her name, and Wen Ning opened his eyes.

  There was a vase on the bedside table that I didn't know when it appeared, and the vase was filled with gorgeous red peonies.

  "Is it pretty?"

  Shen Zhan asked with an air of seeking credit.

  Wen Ning sat up and slowly stretched out one hand.

  Bang!

  The vase fell to the ground, with shards of glass and flower stems scattered all over.

  She looked up at Shen Cihan with eyes as dry as a well.

  Sending flowers to show kindness seemed to have exhausted his patience. Shen Sihans face turned cold, "Awake? Come down with me for dinner."

  Wen Ning didn't say anything and turned around to lie back down again.

  "Wen Ning, get up." Shen Qingqiu used a commanding tone. "Do you want to try riding the Ferris wheel on a rainy day?"

  Wen Ning's expression finally showed some ripples, Shen Qi Han let out a sigh in his heart and said in a softer tone: "You can not speak, but you have to eat. I'll go down and wait for you."

  Wen Ning sat up again, Shen Qianchen turned around and left. The next second, he thought of something, turned his head quickly and pushed Wen Ning down onto the bed.

  But it was too late, Wen Ning's foot had already stepped on a small piece of glass debris.

  "Are you crazy? You want to take revenge on me, hit me, and hack at me with a knife? You're hurting yourself, do you think I'll feel sorry for you? No, you'll only enrage me!" Shen Cihan tossed Wen Ning back onto the bed, shouting hysterically.

  Wen Ning brushed aside the disheveled hair on her face, a large patch of blood flowing from the sole of her foot, but she seemed numb and unaware of the pain, a silent smile curling up at the corner of her lips.

  Shen Zihan was startled by her eerie smile and calmed down, "Lan Shu—"

  He loudly called out for Lan Sao and brought over a medicine box.

  Shen Cihan sat on the bed, Wen Ning wanted to hide, Shen Cihan grabbed her leg and said with hatred: "From now on, I'll make it up to you, starting from that child. If one is gone, I'll give you another, let's start working hard tonight!"

  Wen Ning calmed down and Shen Qing took out the glass from her foot with a pair of tweezers, blood gushing out.

  Lan's sister-in-law was shocked by what she saw, but Wen Ning didn't make a sound, and didn't even frown.

  The wind and rain are too heavy, the doctor can't come over.

  Shen Ci Han helped Wen Ning bandage her wound and then carried her in his arms horizontally.

  Wen Ning struggled and resisted, but Shen Qingqiu quickly carried her downstairs to the dining table.

  "The soup is no longer boiling hot, drink the soup."

  Shen Chihan brought the bowl to Wen Ning's mouth, but Wen Ning turned his head away and refused to eat.

  "Finish your food obediently and I'll let you off tonight."

  Wen Ning was taken aback, turned around and snatched the bowl, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

  After finishing the soup, she picked up her chopsticks and ate with big mouthfuls.

  Shen Zihan felt a pang of sadness in her heart, this was her true attitude.

  She didn't want to talk to him and didn't want any contact with him. The relaxation that night was all her disguise.

  Ten minutes later, Wen Ning finished a bowl of rice. She put down her chopsticks and limped towards the stairs, soon leaving a trail of bloody footprints on the steps.

  She would rather bleed and hurt herself than ask him for help.

  Shen Zhanhan stood up and chased after her in two steps, carrying her into the bedroom.

  The glass in the room has been swept away, and a large vase of roses has been placed, filling the air with fragrance.

  "Your phone is here."

  Shen Zihan returned her phone and then left the room.

  Lan's sister came over with a medical kit, "Sir, let me bandage your hand too."

  Shen Shihan looked at the bloodstains on his hands, just about to speak, when suddenly a loud crash came from the window, like something had fallen from upstairs!

  (End of chapter)