"Do you need something?"
Zhou Wenjing's voice on the phone was hoarse, "Miao Miao, your father is sick. Do you want to come to the hospital to see him?"
Hearing this, Fang Miao Miao felt an inexplicable resistance, "There are doctors in the hospital. Besides, you, Madam Fang, and Miss Fang Yan Huan are with Mr. Fang. That's enough."
"Miao Miao, your dad has been calling your name in his dreams. Do you really want to be so heartless?"
"The doctor said Mr. Fang has no illness."
"The report isn't out yet. He fainted in his study last night. A servant only found him when they were cleaning his study this morning and sent him to the hospital."
Fang Miao Miao was silent for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh at Zhou Wenjing's heartlessness or to say their acting was really bad.
"Miao Miao."
"Madam Fang, please don't treat me like an idiot, okay? Your husband spent the whole night in his study and didn't come to the bedroom. You could still sleep so soundly?"
"I, I didn't know Fang Yuan was in the study. I always thought he was working at the company."
"Oh, so you and your husband are estranged? Your husband didn't move all night, and you didn't call to ask?"
"Of course, I trust my husband. Fang Miao Miao, do you know what you're saying?"
Fang Miao Miao rolled down the car window, letting the wind whip her cheeks, "I know exactly what I'm saying."
"Fang Miao Miao, he's still your father. He raised you for so many years. If he doesn't have merit, he at least has hard work, right? He's in the hospital now, and you won't even come to see him. Where is your conscience?"
"Wasn't it eaten by you?"
From the original owner's memories, Fang Yuan and Zhou Wenjing weren't particularly good to her. They were busy with work and always left the original owner alone at home, accompanied only by a nanny.
Not only was the nanny dishonest, but she also secretly abused the original owner. Not giving the original owner food was a minor issue. Once, the nanny even brought her own child to live in their villa.
That child, just like his mother, was dishonest and had wandering eyes. At night, while the original owner was sleeping, he sneaked into her room and attempted to assault the young original owner.
Later, the original owner managed to escape by biting off the man's ear.
The nanny, fearing the incident would escalate, sent her son away from the villa. From then on, the nanny verbally and physically abused the original owner.
Later, when the original owner's mother became pregnant and wanted to stay home to rest, she miscarried for some unknown reason. Zhou Wenjing always believed that the original owner's constant sulking made her unborn child unhappy, and when the child was unhappy, it didn't want to stay in her womb.
In any case, the original owner's life in the Fang family was a living hell, truly unbearable.
Zhou Wenjing and Fang Yuan probably forgot these things. Otherwise, how could they have brazenly robbed the original owner of her dowry and shamelessly asked the original owner to transfer the money given to her by Wen Zhiyan to the Wen family's account each month?
How could they be so thick-skinned?
Fang Miao Miao wondered if Fang Yan Huan would feel fortunate that she wasn't a member of the Fang family back then.
Thinking of this, Fang Miao Miao let out a scoff.
"What are you laughing at, Fang Miao Miao? Don't forget, you owe me."
Hearing the somewhat deranged voice on the phone, Fang Miao Miao called out, "Zhou Wenjing."
"What did you just call me?"
"Zhou Wenjing, are you sure I owe you?" Fang Miao Miao was certain that the original owner had not harmed Zhou Wenjing's unborn child. On the contrary, she had looked forward to Zhou Wenjing's child.
"You, you, you're relying on the Wen family behind you to act recklessly, and you don't even recognize your own parents anymore, right?"
"My parents, are you?" Fang Miao Miao didn't want to play these people's games anymore. She felt it was a waste of time and tiring.
As for the original owner's biological parents, she had no intention of finding them. She wasn't the original owner, and she didn't hold any expectations.
"Fang Miao Miao." Zhou Wenjing could no longer control her emotions and screamed.
Fang Miao Miao found it noisy and hung up. She sent a message to Wen Zhiyan and then set her phone to silent. "Da Chen, please wake me up when we arrive."
"Madam, is there a possibility that you didn't mention where you were going?"
Fang Miao Miao was stunned and said apologetically, "Sorry, just go to..."
Beep!
She glanced at the message, "Go to Wen Zhiyan's company."
Her boyfriend had asked her to come to his company.
"Yes, Madam."
Closing her eyes.
Fang Miao Miao tried her best to cast aside the bothersome and headache-inducing thoughts from her mind.
After an unknown period.
She actually fell asleep in the car.
"Madam, we've arrived."
Fang Miao Miao blinked and took a while to regain her senses, looking at the familiar building.
She went up to the company with practiced ease.
"Madam."
"Hello, Madam."
"You all carry on with your work. You don't need to greet me specially."
"Madam."
Fang Miao Miao nodded at Xin Xuan Lai, who was walking towards her.
"Master Wen is in a meeting. Madam, please come this way."
Entering Wen Zhiyan's office.
It felt the same, yet somehow different.
On the coffee table were fruits, snacks, a laptop, and even her script.
"What's going on?"
"Master Wen asked me to get these from the apartment," Xin Xuan Lai said with a smile. "Master Wen was afraid you'd be bored staying here."
"Thank you."
Xin Xuan Lai gave a polite smile and withdrew.
Fang Miao Miao sat on the sofa and picked up the script to read.
She became engrossed.
She didn't even know when Wen Zhiyan had come in.
"Wen Zhiyan, when did you come in?" Fang Miao Miao looked at his focused profile as he worked, feeling a slight daze.
Indeed, a man working diligently was handsome, and her man, Fang Miao Miao's man, was the most handsome.
Wen Zhiyan put down his work and met Fang Miao Miao's gaze, "Around three o'clock. Miao Miao, have you had lunch?"
"Not hungry," Fang Miao Miao pointed to the fruit she had unknowingly finished.
"I apologize. The company has been busy preparing to enter the T-country market these past few days," Wen Zhiyan said apologetically to Fang Miao Miao before sending a message to Xin Xuan Lai to bring up some lunch.
"No need to trouble yourself. Just bring some hot and sour noodles."
"Hot and sour noodles?"
"Yes, it's sour and spicy, and incredibly delicious."
Fang Miao Miao's mouth watered just thinking about the taste.
"Okay."
Xin Xuan Lai looked at the message from Master Wen: Hot and sour noodles? Since when did Master Wen become so down-to-earth? No, it's Madam who likes spicy food.
Thinking of this, he slapped his forehead. He finally remembered what he had forgotten. Da Chen had mentioned that Madam hadn't eaten lunch. Oh no, he was going to be deducted money again.
Wuwuwu.
How many times had he been deducted money this month?
Why did he feel so sad?
No, to avoid being deducted money, he had to find the best hot and sour noodles. If Madam was happy, perhaps Master Wen wouldn't deduct his money?