Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Chapter 383: Whose Child Is It Anyway?

Hospital.

The assistant handed Wen Qing a freshly peeled egg—the doctor had said that after donating a liver, protein intake was essential. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

So for the past two days, Wen Qing had been eating eggs and seafood at every meal.

Yet these were precisely the foods she disliked.

When she saw the egg and that plate of steamed fish again, she lashed out by smashing the plate.

Looking at the shattered fish scattered on the floor, Wen Qing felt as though she herself was that dead fish—broken and incomplete.

Her hand gripping the blanket tightened as she turned to glare at the assistant.

"How’s the company?"

"The few big names we were courting... Their wives found out and canceled the deals, and also..." The assistant hesitated.

"What else! Be clear with me!"

"Also, the misuse of company funds to lure Liu He has been exposed to other Wen Family members. Considering you donated your liver to Miss Sang, they’re willing to give you time to rectify it, but if not..."

The assistant, seeing Wen Qing’s increasingly dark expression, dared not continue.

Wen Qing exploded with anger: "It’s all Gong Shiyan’s fault, that idiot! Romance? What’s so important about romance? Without power or status, who would even spare him a glance in this world! If he hadn’t rejected me, I wouldn’t have to suffer these old men’s contempt!"

The truth was, Wen Qing did like Gong Shiyan.

After all, their courtship had been wonderful.

But what she liked more was the power and position Gong Shiyan could bring her.

The more Wen Qing thought about it, the angrier she became. She noticed her assistant wearing a hesitant expression.

She saw through it in an instant: "What else is there?"

"Mr. Sang and Lin Zhiyi are engaged. The news was released only after the engagement ceremony today—it seems intentional on Mr. Sang’s part."

Wen Qing shot up to her feet instinctively but collapsed back into the chair from discomfort.

The physical pain, combined with the bitterness in her heart, overwhelmed her. She wished she could tear Liu He and Lin Zhiyi apart right now.

The assistant hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "President Wen, please take care of your health. At least you saved Miss Sang this time. She will definitely stand on your side; she is the Third Madam, after all. There will be countless opportunities for us in the future."

These words did comfort Wen Qing.

She held her wound, feeling that all was not entirely lost.

Mid-conversation, Wen Qing’s phone, placed on the bedside table, began to ring.

The assistant picked it up and handed it to her.

It took Wen Qing a moment to recall who the unfamiliar number belonged to.

It was the apprentice of the Chinese medicine doctor.

She spoke irritably: "Don’t call me again in the future."

"President Wen, I wanted to share good news with you—Liu He has come to get another prescription. I just wanted to ask if you still need me to tamper with it. This kind of medicine usually requires continuous consumption to solidify its effects."

The implied message was clear: give him money, and he’d continue tampering with Liu He’s medicine.

Considering her situation now, Wen Qing could never let Liu He off the hook.

"I’ll pay you; make sure you prepare her medicine properly for me."

"Don’t worry."

After hanging up, Wen Qing coldly chuckled. The tight furrow on her brow gradually relaxed.

Seeing her reaction, the assistant grew uneasy and cautiously asked, "President Wen, what’s going on?"

Wen Qing smirked: "I’ve suddenly thought of a brilliant plan. Let’s see who Gong Chen chooses in the end."

The assistant looked at Wen Qing, puzzled.

Wen Qing slowly stood up: "Take me to visit Xiao Ran."

"Yes, ma’am."