【Sob sob sob, why did I click on Weibo late at night, why am I being force-fed dog food.】
【But, seriously, don't you guys find it strange? It was clearly stated before that Wen Zhiyan's car accident caused his legs to lose sensation, so how can he suddenly stand up again.】
Fang Miaomiao's fans saw this and rushed to her Weibo, hoping for a reasonable explanation.
Fang Miaomiao curled up on the sofa, wrestling with the thought for a long time.
“What’s wrong?” Wen Zhiyan, having just finished tutoring Wen Yan'an, came out of the room and saw Fang Miaomiao looking troubled.
“My fans want an answer,” Fang Miaomiao said. “I’m just wondering if I can tell them.”
If this continues to spread, it wouldn’t affect her much, as she was used to it. But Wen Zhiyan was different; he hadn’t experienced online bullying, and she didn’t want to drag him into it.
Wen Zhiyan sat next to Fang Miaomiao. “You don’t need to explain, I’ll do it.”
“You will?”
Wen Zhiyan nodded and handed his phone to Fang Miaomiao. “Here, Yuan Chao also explained it online for me.”
“Did you donate equipment to the hospital?”
“No, I donated money.” Wen Zhiyan said calmly. “The other day when I went for a follow-up, I saw an elderly person who was sick and had no money, and their family couldn’t afford it. So I put some money in their hospital, and those without money can apply for medical expenses up to a certain amount.”
“Mr. Benevolent Wen, that’s a lot of money.”
“Seeing them, they looked quite pitiful,” Wen Zhiyan said, hugging Fang Miaomiao with a complicated expression. “A grown man cried like a child because he couldn’t afford surgery for his father.”
“Aren’t you afraid of being scammed?”
“Yuan Chao isn’t an idiot; the information will definitely be screened thoroughly,” Wen Zhiyan continued. “In hospitals, sometimes a single penny can bring a family to its knees.”
He knew that this money was unlikely to yield any "returns," but he didn’t care. He wanted to save one family if he could.
If his elder brother were still alive, he would have agreed with him doing this.
Fang Miaomiao hugged Wen Zhiyan tightly, tears involuntarily streaming down her face. If, in her past life, someone could have saved her grandmother on her sickbed, perhaps she wouldn’t have entered the entertainment industry and could have spent more time with her grandmother.
But in this world, there are no "ifs."
【The truth is out! You haters, did you hear that? Those who accused him of cheating, those who cursed him for being disabled, he's clearly a medical miracle, heaven has allowed him to stand up again.】
【Hahaha, the haters are temporarily speechless, they're probably thinking about what angle they can use to attack him next.】
【666, the use of "they" here is very apt.】
【Maybe it's a case of good deeds being rewarded. His wife is someone who bravely ventured into the dragon's lair, and she has touched heaven. Moreover, Wen Zhiyan has also done many good deeds. Is it wrong to have a good outcome?】
Hearing this, a crowd of netizens became interested and began to dig into Wen Zhiyan's background.
The more they dug, the more they were surprised to find out how many good deeds Wen Zhiyan had done.
【Holy crap, he's done so many good things? I'm truly, I admire him, really, he deserves to be rich.】
【People with money should do more good deeds. How many rich people don't do good deeds nowadays? Sponsoring students, setting up scholarships, isn't that just a form of indirect investment?】
【Shut up, you upstairs. I really hate people like you who can't get the grapes and say they're sour. With your dark heart, becoming rich is difficult.】
Unbeknownst to Wen Zhiyan, within a few hours, his online popularity had soared to unprecedented heights.
He was currently facing off against Wen Yan'an, neither willing to back down.
“You’ve monopolized Mom for the whole day,” Wen Yan’an said unhappily. “And I’ve finished my homework. Mom should be playing with me now.”
“Today is the day your mom and I got engaged. You’re the one disturbing us.”
“If I had known you would be like this, I wouldn’t have given you the idea.”
Fang Miaomiao’s eyes lit up. “An’an, it was you who came up with the idea for the proposal today?”
Wen Yan’an nodded vigorously. “Mom, do you like it?”
“I love it, An’an, you’re so amazing.” Fang Miaomiao asked curiously, “But how did you guys think of proposing?”
“Because of Dad,” Wen Yan’an said. He really didn’t want to tell Mom, but since Mom asked, he couldn’t refuse. “Dad said he owes you a lot and wants to repay you completely, bit by bit.”
Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao’s eyes inexplicably welled up.
“Mom, don’t cry,” Wen Yan’an said, like a little adult, gently stroking the tears from Fang Miaomiao’s eyes. “You should be happy on such a happy occasion.”
“I am happy.” Fang Miaomiao quickly nodded. “This is crying tears of joy.”
Wen Zhiyan hugged the two of them, one big and one small.
…………
The next morning.
“Mom, good morning.”
Fang Miaomiao didn’t say anything and burrowed deeper into the covers. Indeed, the bed was the most comfortable place.
Wen Yan’an watched Fang Miaomiao’s actions with a smile, not rushing her.
After a while, a hand emerged from the quilt, followed by a head.
“An’an, good morning.”
“Mom, good morning. Dad has made breakfast.”
“Okay, give me ten minutes.”
Fang Miaomiao got out of bed briskly, went to the walk-in closet to change, and then quickly rushed to the bathroom to wash up.
“Mom, you’re amazing, you only took nine minutes.”
“Let’s go eat.”
When the two of them reached the living room, they saw Wen Zhiyan on the phone.
“I believe in you. Hold on for a little longer. Once I’m done with things here, I’ll come over. Moreover, you’re doing a great job. You need to have confidence in yourself, understand?”
“Who are you talking to?”
“Wen Wenlan.”
“Wen Wenlan?” Fang Miaomiao blinked. When did Wen Zhiyan’s relationship with him become so amicable?
“Mm, I’ve handed over the Wen Corporation to him.”
“You handed over the Wen Corporation to him?”
Wen Zhiyan nodded and served Fang Miaomiao a bowl of porridge. “You said before that he was very capable. I’ve entrusted the Wen Corporation to him, and I trust him.”
He was getting old and it was time for the younger generation to take over.
Fang Miaomiao could almost imagine Wen Wenlan sitting in his office with a look of resentment, staring at documents.
“In this life, I’ll just take good care of you and An’an.”
“And a younger brother and sister,” Wen Yan’an said seriously. “Mom, An’an wants a little sister, a younger brother is also fine.”
Fang Miaomiao: “……”
They just got engaged, and now they're rushing for children?
Wen Zhiyan also coughed a few times. “Where did you hear this?”
“Da Peng’s parents had a little sister, and he brags to us every day about how cute his sister is,” Wen Yan’an sniffed. “If I had a younger brother or sister, I’d brag about them every day too.”
Wen Zhiyan smiled at Fang Miaomiao before saying, “We can’t guarantee this, but we’ll try our best, okay?”
Wen Yan’an nodded. “Mom and Dad,加油.”
Fang Miaomiao gave an awkward smile. “We’ll… try our best.”