Zheng Liangzhu's face suddenly changed.

Looking at the phone in Wen Jin's hand, a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes, and he didn't expect Wen Jin to investigate his daughter.

"If Mr. Zheng hopes that Zheng Shirui will be full of scandals, he can spread rumors at will."

After Wen Jin finished speaking, he left his seat and left.

"Mr. Wen..."

Zheng Liangzhu gritted his teeth and shouted, but Wen Jin did not turn around and strode out of the private room.

"Wen Jin."

Seeing Wen Jin's back disappearing at the door of the private room, Zheng Liangzhu's face suddenly became gloomy. He originally wanted to threaten Wen Jin and let him compromise.

Unexpectedly, he was threatened by him.

Of course, Zheng Liangzhu's own daughter knew that his daughter was not a good girl. Although some unknown things were hidden from others, there was no airtight wall in the world.

If Wen Jin really used a private detective to investigate something, then his daughter's reputation would be really ruined.

He took out his cell phone and Zheng Liangzhu dialed out a set of numbers. After a moment, a respectful voice came from the phone, "Hello, Mr. Zheng."

“Come to the xx hotel now…”

**

When Wen Jin arrived at Corning Hospital, Jing Xiaocha was having dinner.

Aunt Chen sat in front of the hospital bed with the bowl on the small table, Jing Xiaocha leaned against her body and held the spoon with her left hand.

Seeing Wen Jin coming in, Aunt Chen immediately stood up and greeted her with a smile, "A Jin, are you here so soon?"

"Brother Wen."

Although Wen Jin left angrily last night, Jing Xiaocha cried aggrievedly, when he came, she still shouted gently.

Wen Jin's eyes swept over the notebook placed on the bed and curled the corners of his mouth lightly, "Aunt Chen, you go back first."

"Okay, you guys eat slowly, I'll go back first."

Wen Jin called and said that he was arriving later and asked Aunt Chen to bring a dinner for two.

Aunt Chen picked up the things and left the ward. Wen Jin went into the bathroom to wash his hands. Seeing Jing Xiaocha clumsyly serving him rice, he immediately said, "Let it go, I'll do it."

"oh."

Jing Xiaocha obediently put down the rice spoon and looked at Wen Jin who was walking over, "Brother Wen, don't you have social engagements tonight?"

“It’s over.”

Wen Jin's tone was gentle, his voice was low and gentle, and he could no longer hear any anger. This made Jing Xiaocha have an illusion, as if he had left angrily last night.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her staring at her, Wen Jin blinked and asked in confusion.

Jing Xiaocha put away his thoughts, shook his head and smiled, "No, I'm just afraid that you will delay your work."

"Can you eat by yourself?"

Wen Jin lowered her eyes and looked at the bowl on her table. Jing Xiaocha immediately nodded, "Yes, of course, it's just that the left hand is not as skilled as the right hand."

As if he was afraid that Wen Jin would not believe it, and as if he was afraid that he would feed her, Jing Xiaocha immediately picked up a spoonful of porridge and fed it into his mouth.

Then smiled at Wen Jin.

The smile was pure and brilliant, like a rose blooming on the branches after the rain. A heartstring in Wen Jin's heart was gently tugged, and the eyes that looked at her smiling eyes became deeper.

"Brother Wen, hurry up and serve rice together."

"good."

Wen Jin smiled and served himself with rice, and brought the dishes left for him on the table.

"Don't just eat porridge, eat some meat."

After Wen Jin sat down, he first picked up food for Jing Xiaocha and asked with concern, "Does the wound hurt today?"

"It didn't hurt. I went to Sister Ou's ward downstairs to sit for a while this afternoon. Sister Ou can't lie down, so I can only lie down."

Jing Xiaocha had porridge in his mouth, and he was a little confused when he spoke.

But Wen Jin understood, and took out a tissue to touch her to wipe her mouth, answering, "Her wound is on her back, and it is more comfortable to lie down than to lie down. You can lie down in a few days."

His thick fingertips touched Jing Xiaocha's delicate skin, and her body trembled gently, blinking the clear eyes that reflected his handsome face, and his eyelashes slowly drooped down.

Wen Jin's movements were very slow and gentle, and there was a faint feeling of pampering in her eyes.

"Okay, don't eat it in your mouth."

After wiping her mouth, Wen Jin smiled faintly and threw the tissue into the trash can.

Not only was his smile looking handsome and charming, but his eyes were too gentle and doting. Jing Xiaocha's heartbeat was uncontrollably drained, and the skin touched by his fingertips unknowingly became hot.

He glanced at Wen Jin, then immediately lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

Wen Jin looked at her embarrassedly, and the curve of the corners of her mouth deepened a little. She smiled silently, picked up the vegetables and fed them into her mouth.

Two people have a better appetite than eating alone.

Although the food he ate at lunch is not worse than what he eats now, I always feel that there is something missing when eating alone?

Unlike now, when you look up, you can see Jing Xiaocha, who is clumsy with his left hand. Because she uses a spoon, she rarely puts the spoon into the dish.

Wen Jin became the person in charge of picking up food for her.

Once he picked up the dishes, Jing Xiaocha said thank you.

After saying it several times in a row, Wen Jin joked, "I'll save all these thanks, and I'll talk about them together after I finish my meal."

“…”

Can this still be done?

Jing Xiaocha looked at him with a pair of clear big eyes.

Wen Jin couldn't help laughing and gave her another bowl of soup, saying inadvertently, "I've seen Zheng Liangzhu before coming to the hospital."

"Brother Wen, what did Zheng Liangzhu ask you for?"

Jing Xiaocha stopped feeding the spoon to his mouth and looked at Wen Jin with concern.

"I'll tell you when I'm finished."

“…”

Jing Xiaocha pursed his lips, quickly settled the porridge in the bowl, picked up the soup next to him and finished drinking it.

He was still concerned about the question just now, but Wen Jin handed over the tissue and asked while wiping his mouth, "Brother Wen, what did Zheng Liangzhu tell you?"

She guessed that what Zheng Liangzhu said to Wen Jin might have the same content as what Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan said to her.

Thinking of Zhang Jinlei saying that Wen Jin was ruined, Jing Xiaocha's face changed slightly.

Wen Jin swallowed the food in his mouth and replied slowly, "He hoped that we would not sue Zheng Shirui and settle it privately with him."

After Zheng Shirui hired someone to kidnap Jing Xiaocha and Ou Yihan was exposed by the media, Zheng Liangzhu did public relations, but Wen Jin and the others did not ask about it.

So the past two days have calmed down.

Zheng Liangzhu hopes to save it. As long as he can prevent his daughter from being ruined and going to jail and breaking money and eliminating disasters, he doesn't care at all.

"Private?"

"Yes, Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan come to see you this afternoon. Didn't you tell you?" Wen Jin lowered his eyes and asked faintly.

Jing Xiaocha's eyes flashed, avoiding Wen Jin's gaze and gently biting his lips.

He thought quickly in his heart that since Wen Jin asked this, does it mean that he already knew everything and knew the threats of Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan.
Chapter completed!