Unveil Her Secret Identities
Chapter 389 Wen Linyu: Where is she now? _1

Chapter 389: 389 Wen Linyu: Where is she now? _1

"Should we go to the hospital?"

The thought startled Xu Boyan, prompting him to hurriedly suggest.

He was suddenly scared.

"No need."

Lu Qingyi shook her head. She could bear it, there was no need to go to the hospital for such a minor issue. She wasn’t that fragile.

"I’m sorry."

Xu Boyan bent his head and kissed Lu Qingyi’s brow, voicing his guilt.

He was sorry. He shouldn’t have made the brown sugar ginger tea for Lu Qingyi, he was wrong.

"It tasted delicious."

Lu Qingyi said with a slight smile. Xu Boyan had personally made it, filled with love. She was certainly going to drink it, a bit of pain was insignificant.

"Can you leave? I’m fine alone."

Lu Qingyi said, forcing a smile. She wanted to be alone.

"Don’t worry about me. I’m okay. If there is anything, I will call you."

Reading the thoughts in Xu Boyan’s mind, Lu Qingyi gently shook her head.

What could happen to her?

Xu Boyan left the room. Lu Qingyi picked up her phone by the bed, read through rows upon rows of messages, deleted them, and placed the phone back on the bed.

There was still no reply.

As the pain subsided slightly, Lu Qingyi’s eyes appeared deep. She stared absently at the dark screen of the phone on the bed.

What a timing.

The phone suddenly lit up again. Lu Qingyi clicked on the message, her brows furrowed. She quickly responded to the message:

[Stop bothering me.]

Blunt and rude.

After sending the message, Lu Qingyi tossed her phone aside and fell into a deep sleep.

——

Since being confined to a wheelchair, Wen Linyu came to Wen Wanyu’s hot pot restaurant for the first time. It was Uncle Wen who pushed him in.

The owner, Gu, was not around. Wen Wanyu was sitting at the cash register, knitting a scarf, a look of concentration on her face. The restaurant was empty without any customers, hence, slightly cold.

Wen Linyu called "aunt."

Wen Wanyu looked up and met Wen Linyu’s gaze. Neither said a word.

"Is this the life you want?"

Wen Linyu pushed the wheelchair forward. Uncle Wen stayed outside the shop. He looked around at the slightly decaying shopfront, a sarcastic smile on his lips.

The shop was nearly twenty years old; the fixtures mostly unchanged since then, were out of date.

"Is your life what you want?"

Wen Wanyu replied, mockingly. Her eyes fell on Wen Linyu’s legs.

She knew exactly how Wen Linyu had ended up with his injured legs. Even though she did not concern herself with the Wen family’s affairs, she did know about Wen Linyu’s injury.

Wen Linyu replied, "She cares about me."

Lu Qingyi might be indifferent now, but Wen Linyu firmly believed that she would not abandon him.

His legs were the reason for his confinement, who cares if he didn’t want treatment, it was all related to Lu Qingyi.

"So are you the one by her side right now?"

Wen Wanyu mocked him, not stopping her work.

She knew very well what sort of person Lu Qingyi was. She was similar to Ruan Qingyang, perhaps even more indifferent. If she liked something, she liked it. If she didn’t, she didn’t.

Wen Linyu had no chance, and never would.

Wen Linyu’s gaze became heavy. He watched Wen Wanyu in silence, anger flashing in his eyes.

Wen Linyu insisted: "I am your nephew, your blood nephew."

She sided with outsiders, that was his aunt.

"Because you are my nephew, I know what kind of person you are. Qingyi is such a good girl, do you think you are worthy of her?"

Wen Wanyu scoffed, her gaze upon Wen Linyu chilling.

She knew very well what kind of person Wen Linyu was. Even if Xu Boyan were not in the picture, she would never help Wen Linyu. Lu Qingyi was a good girl, and Wen Linyu was not worthy of her.

"Do you know what she looks like when she holds a gun?"

Wen Linyu cut in.

He naturally held power in the underworld, with both hands stained with fresh blood, having killed many people. But hadn’t Lu Qingyi also done the same?

Of course she had. Wen Linyu was sure that the blood on Lu Qingyi’s hands was no less than his own because he had seen with his own eyes the icy-cold look in Lu Qingyi’s eyes when she held a gun, filled with an aura of death.

How could an ordinary girl have such a thick aura of murder? Which indicated that Lu Qingyi was not any ordinary person.

She had calluses on her hands, thick ones, which clearly showed that she had been holding a gun for a long time.

Wen Wanyu looked startled and glanced at Wen Linyu, confusion in her eyes. Lu Qingyi held a gun?

Wen Wanyu was totally baffled.

Wen Linyu: "Her aim is even more accurate than mine."

Lu Qingyi could hit any target with her eyes closed, her technique was incredibly skilled.

"The blood on her hands might not be less than mine."

Wen Linyu glanced at the changing expressions on Wen Wanyu’s face. As she looked satisfied, he continued.

Wen Wanyu was saying that his hands were not clean and that he was not suitable for a nice and clean girl like Lu Qingyi.

"She’s just a girl..."

Wen Wanyu’s hand movements involuntarily halted, disbelief in her eyes.

"Where is she now?"

Wen Linyu asked what he was most anxious to know, her current whereabouts.

Lu Qingyi had hidden her tracks. He couldn’t find her no matter how hard he tried. His call was even blacklisted.

Regardless of whose phone Wen Linyu borrowed to call Lu Qingyi, it was always automatically hung up. He didn’t know what tactics Lu Qingyi was using. It was as if she had blacklisted Wen Linyu’s entire being.

"You asked the wrong person."

Wen Wanyu walked out from behind the cash register and smiled slightly.

"Lu Mohai is looking for you."

Wen Linyu suddenly announced.

Indeed, Lu Mohai was looking for Wen Wanyu. He had been searching for her for about three days.

However, Lu Mohai had no leads. It was such a remote place; nobody could imagine that the pampered Miss Wen would be in a place like this.

Wen Linyu had no idea of the paradise behind that old door.

Wen Wanyu: "Looking for me?"

She and Lu Mohai had no relationship to speak of, just acquaintances. As members of prominent families, they barely knew each other.

"Help me, or Lu Mohai will find you soon. Don’t forget that you no longer have the protection of the Wen family."

Wen Linyu looked at Wen Wanyu, a deep smile on his lips. It sounded more like a threat.