Because she was addicted

Lu Chenyan's heart skipped a beat. Without even hanging up, he quickly opened the video that Meng Tao had sent him.

The background is a dimly lit and noisy nightclub.

The scene was chaotic, with a group of burly men surrounding and beating up a man in the middle.

The man was tall with striking blond hair. He was beaten and kicked until he was covered in blood and unrecognizable. But no matter how he was beaten, he held tightly to a woman in his arms and desperately tried to break free.

In the chaos, the woman revealed half of her face.

The video is very blurry, and the image is shaking violently.

Even so, Lu Chenyan still recognized Wen Jia at a glance.

His heart skipped a beat.

To get a better view, the scene switched to a chaotic fight.

The video shook for two seconds before abruptly stopping.

"When was this filmed?! Where are the people from Wenjia?!"

Lu Chenyan slammed his desk aside, stood up, and roared into the phone.

The loud noise shook the entire room.

Meng Tao cautiously said on the other end of the phone:

"Young Master Lu, please calm down. I'm not entirely sure what happened either. A friend of mine took this picture while things were in chaos and brought it to me. She said that last night, she seduced someone and, in a fit of rage, got into a fight while drinking, and someone almost died."

……

Haicheng Hospital.

Wen Jia slowly woke up in the hospital bed, her vision filled with white. Above her head, an IV drip was hanging in mid-air, more than half full.

"Miss Wen, you're awake?"

A strange man's voice rang in my ears.

Wen Jia turned her head and saw a man in a suit sitting on the sofa next to her, exuding an air of sophistication. There was a laptop on the coffee table in front of him, and some documents piled up next to him, indicating that he had been with her while she was unconscious and had been working there.

"Who are you?"

Wen Jia doesn't remember knowing this man.

"Ms. Wen, hello. My name is Zhang Qiran, and I am Mr. Fu's lawyer. Mr. Fu has asked me to come."

Wen Jia looked completely bewildered.

"Miss Wen, don't you remember what happened last night?"

Zhang Qiran's professional smile.

last night?

Wen Jia felt a sharp pain in her head; the alluring events of last night were beginning to unfold.

She was drugged by Lin Zhidong after being seduced, and he was preparing to ruin himself.

Wen Zhao saved her.

In the nick of time, Wen Zhao, covered in blood, kicked open the security room door and rushed in, wildly hacking at things with a stool and a bottle. Wen Zhao desperately resisted, dragging her all the way from the security room to the outside.

Later, Xiao Wu arrived with his men.

Later, she fell into a complete coma and had no memory of it.

"Where is my brother?"

Wen Jia asked anxiously.

Before she lost consciousness, she only saw Wen Zhao covered in blood, holding up a stool leg and roaring, "Come on, if you have the guts, kill me!"

Zhang Qiran's expression was somewhat grave. "Your brother isn't doing well."

"What's wrong with him?"

Wen Jia sat up abruptly from the bed, feeling dizzy and almost collapsing again.

"Miss Wen, please calm down."

Zhang Qiran quickly got up and came over, wanting to help her, but his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air and then withdrew.

"Miss Wen, your brother's injuries are quite serious. The other party showed no mercy, so..."

Wen Jia's heart sank little by little.

Lin Zhidong is notoriously ruthless and vindictive.

He couldn't let himself off the hook, so how could he let Wen Zhao, who dared to steal his things, go unpunished?

"Is she still alive?" Her voice trembled, so low it was almost inaudible.

"He's alive, he's alive. Miss Wen, don't be afraid, he's still alive. It's just that his injuries were too severe and he had to undergo surgery overnight."

Wen Jia was terrified.

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"What about my mom?"

Wen Jia thought of Pan Mei.

Pan Mei went out with Wen Zhao. Wen Zhao was beaten up, and no one knows how Pan Mei is doing.

"I don't know about your mother. Xiao Wu said that when he arrived, he only saw you and your brother, and no one else."

"Thank you, Attorney Zhang."

After Wen Jia finished speaking, she got up and got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Qiran opened his arms to stop him.

"I'll go check on Wen Zhao."

Wen Jia got out of bed, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt dizzy.

Zhang Qiran helped her up.

"Your brother just had surgery and is still unconscious. Miss Wen, you should take care of yourself first."

Wen Jia sat on the edge of the bed for a while to calm down.

"Attorney Zhang, how did Mr. Fu find out about my affairs?"

Zhang Qiran: "Someone called President Fu and said that something happened to you."

Wen Jia thought about it for a moment and roughly understood.

It must be Shen Yu.

She told Shen Yu to call the police, which suggests that Shen Yu wouldn't dare offend Lin Zhidong. After thinking it over, Fu Huaishen really seemed like the most suitable person.

"Attorney Zhang, please thank Mr. Fu for me."

"I will pass on the message. Also, Mr. Fu said that if you want to pursue this matter, he can help you."

Investigate?

How should we investigate?

Are we going to fight Lin Zhidong to the bitter end?

But with just a flick of Lin Zhidong's finger, she and Wen Zhao could disappear from Haicheng without anyone knowing. Last night, it was a miracle they escaped from the allure with their lives.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

It's not that she doesn't want to pursue the matter, it's that she can't afford to.

Moreover, Fu Huaishen is currently in dire straits, and she cannot afford to cause him any more trouble.

"Attorney Zhang, please thank Mr. Fu for me. I need to think about this matter."

Wen Jia did not refuse outright.

Zhang Qiran probably sensed her concerns and smiled.

"Miss Wen, you are still so rational and cautious."

"?" Wen Jia was puzzled as to why he said that.

Zhang Qiran did not explain, only saying:

"I completely understand your decision. Ms. Wen, considering your and your brother's reputation and safety, for now, we'll say publicly that you were assaulted by a drunkard at a bar, and your brother rescued you. Also, Mr. Fu said that Ms. Wen can contact me anytime if she changes her mind. Now, please get some rest. I'll be going now."

Zhang Qiran left his business card, packed up his documents and computer, and left.

As soon as he left, Wen Jia sat on the bed and tears streamed down her face.

Thinking about the events of the night, how she had almost been ruined, and how Wen Zhao's fate was uncertain, she couldn't stop her tears.

When the doctor came in for rounds, he saw that her eyes were red and swollen.

"How about I come back later?" The young male doctor seemed a little flustered.

"Need not."

Wen Jia wiped away her tears and forced a smile.

"I'm afraid of needles, I've been afraid of them since I was little."

The male doctor paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"I'm also afraid of needles, so I chose to become a doctor."

"?" Wen Jia stared wide-eyed.

Seeing that she didn't get his point, the male doctor quickly explained:

"That way I can give injections to other people and see them get scared."

Wen Jia then realized that the doctor was actually telling a lame joke to amuse her, and her heart warmed as tears welled up again.

"Oh dear, why are you crying even harder? I was just saying that casually."

The male doctor was so frightened he didn't know what to do.

Seeing his flustered appearance, Wen Jia felt both sad and amused.

"Can I go see my brother now?" she asked, crying.

The male doctor scratched his head. "Seeing you both crying and laughing, the effects of the medication should have worn off by now. Go see him after the needle is removed. He's in bed 35 of room 6 at the other end of the corridor."

"Um."

Wen Jia nodded.

The male doctor left with his ears red.

Wen Zhao's hands and feet were broken, two ribs were broken, his spleen was ruptured, and he had internal bleeding. The surgery was over, and he was bandaged up almost like a mummy. The anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, and he wasn't fully awake. After being put on various testing instruments on a bed, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Wen Jia sat by his bedside, and seeing him like this, tears streamed down her face again.

She and her younger brother were not close from a young age.

She even looked down on her younger brother, finding him rather embarrassing. She even thought it would be better if she didn't have him.

But she really didn't expect that Wen Zhao would come to save her last night.

It's the kind of thing where you'd risk your life for it.

She helped Wen Zhao tidy up the blankets, and thinking about how she had escaped death, about Wen Zhao, and about Lu Chenyan, her throat tightened and ached.

Just then, the ward door was slammed open from the outside.

As soon as Wen Jia looked up, she saw Lu Chenyan rushing in from outside.

The moment Lu Chenyan saw Wen Jia, he stood still, covered his mouth, and silently took a deep breath. He turned his back to Wen Jia, and after a while, he rubbed his face and turned back to walk straight towards her.

He stood in front of Wen Jia, and reached out his hand.

"Let's go home."