"I know it’s her." Jing Xiaocha’s face changed and she said angrily.
Wen Jin saw her getting angry and comforted her in return, "You are a patient now, try not to get emotional or angry. The lawyers and the police will handle this matter. You just need to focus on healing."
"Xiaocha, my brother has already made arrangents, and now with the evidence, Zheng Shirui won’t get away with it."
As soon as Wen Ran finished speaking, her phone rang. She stood up, took out her phone, glanced at it, and said to Wen Jin, "Brother, it’s Mo Xiuchen looking for . You stay with Xiaocha, I’ll step out for a mont."
"Mo Xiuchen is probably asking you to go ho, you can go. I’ll stay with Xiaocha."
Wen Jin smiled slightly and said to Wen Ran.
A slight surprise appeared between Wen Ran’s brows, Jing Xiaocha blinked in surprise, and chid in, "Brother Wen, you don’t have to stay with , go take care of Sister Ou."
"Her mother isn’t leaving the hospital tonight, I don’t need to be there all the ti."
For so reason, Wen Jin, who was smiling just a mont ago, suddenly had a slight change in expression.
It seed like he got angry all of a sudden.
Wen Ran’s eyes moved between Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha, she nodded ’okay,’ and turned to leave the ward.
After Wen Ran left, the ward with only Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha imdiately quieted down.
The atmosphere seed to subtly change.
Wen Jin stared fixatedly at Jing Xiaocha lying in bed, under the light, her face still looked a little pale, appearing weak.
Thinking of the mont she fainted in his arms, Wen Jin felt a slight tightening in his chest.
His gaze on her deepened unconsciously.
Jing Xiaocha blinked subconsciously. Even though Wen Jin wasn’t speaking, she felt a change in his eyes.
This kind of Wen Jin made her heart race uncontrollably, beating rapidly.
"Brother Wen, thank you for rescuing ."
The most frequent words Jing Xiaocha said to Wen Jin after returning to the country seed to be, "Brother Wen, thank you."
"Thank you, Brother Wen."
Wen Jin frowned slightly at her, and after a mont, slowly said, "It’s good that you’re okay."
Those words sounded calm and indifferent.
In reality, they carried a repressed emotion that began from the mont he learned of her kidnapping, and it seed to be released only now.
Seeing her finally safe in front of him, even though injured, the injuries would heal in a month or two, which was nothing compared to Wen Jin’s worry and fear.
Jing Xiaocha smiled, playfully said, "Brother Wen, I’m fine now."
She didn’t want Wen Jin to worry.
Her smile was contagious to Wen Jin.
His slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed, the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile, as he gently brushed a few strands of hair from her face behind her ear, a layer of warmth appeared in his dark eyes.
"Want sothing to eat?"
"I’m not hungry."
Hearing her say this, Wen Jin didn’t insist, "Then rest a bit more, when you get hungry, I’ll have soone bring you food."
"I’ve already slept for a few hours."
Jing Xiaocha didn’t want to sleep, selfishly, she wanted Wen Jin to stay with her a bit longer.
Even though she knew Wen Jin should be with Ou Yihan, knowing she shouldn’t have him stay, Jing Xiaocha couldn’t control her desire to have him around.
Even if it’s just for another mont.
"Then tell , how did you manage to leave hair in the car and persuade the kidnappers?"
Jing Xiaocha widened her eyes in shock, looking at Wen Jin in disbelief.
Did Brother Wen really see the hair she left?
Wen Jin seed to read her mind, his lips curled into an unnoticed doting smile, "That car drove into the alley, and changed its license plate when it ca out. One went south, and the other went north. But in the one that went north, two strands of hair drifted out from under the car door."
"Brother Wen, do you rember what I told you before? If I ever got kidnapped, I would try my best to leave traces."
Wen Jin nodded, "You didn’t just say it, you even wrote such a scenario in your novel."
"Brother Wen, you read my novels?"
Jing Xiaocha couldn’t describe her emotions at the mont, was it excitent, being touched, joy, or a slight bitterness.
Or perhaps every emotion was there, so complicated she couldn’t distinguish them herself.
"I did read them, but even so, due to the timing issues, if it weren’t for you persuading the kidnappers, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Especially on the way to the northern suburbs, with fewer surveillance caras and nurous intersections, they couldn’t determine where the kidnappers took Jing Xiaocha and Ou Yihan.
Jing Xiaocha heard the praise in Wen Jin’s tone, her smile now carried a hint of pride, "I wasn’t sure if I could persuade them at the ti, just that stalling for ti was sothing. I wasn’t the only one kidnapped, Ou Yihan was also affected, I knew if Brother Wen couldn’t reach Sister Ou by phone, he would be suspicious."
A strange emotion flickered deep in Wen Jin’s eyes.
Listening to Jing Xiaocha continue, "Sister Ou got involved because of , and in that abandoned building, the kidnappers almost hard her. All I thought was, I couldn’t let them harm Sister Ou. They said soone paid them to ruin , and since it was for money, they certainly wouldn’t refuse more."
"..."
A slight pain rose in Wen Jin’s heart.
Jing Xiaocha is such a silly girl, always thinking of others first, no matter the circumstance.
"So, I initially offered them two million to let Sister Ou and go, but they wanted four million. They suggested I go back to get the money, leaving Sister Ou behind. I was unwilling, they almost hard Sister Ou, what if they harm her again if I leave?"
"Weren’t you afraid they might harm you?"
Wen Jin’s voice was neutral.
Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips, "I was the one who persuaded them to make a deal, I thought it better if I stayed than leaving Sister Ou. Plus, I was the original target, if worse ca to worst, I wouldn’t let them succeed."
As she finished, her voice dropped a notch, yet carried an undeniable firmness.
She wouldn’t let those kidnappers humiliate her, she’d rather die.
After all, she had no attachnts.
All she thought was, she couldn’t let Sister Ou suffer, as Brother Wen would be heartbroken.
Wen Jin’s gaze changed as he held Jing Xiaocha’s left hand resting on the quilt, saying each word deliberately, "Xiaocha, rember, no matter when, don’t have thoughts of giving up on life."
Jing Xiaocha stared blankly at Wen Jin, the warmth from his palm seeped into hers, slowly reaching her heart, spreading warmth through her whole being.
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