CHAPTER 272: A DAZED AWAKENING

But why had Ye Feimo changed his face? Wen Nuan was utterly confused. Just as she tried to get up, she pulled on the wound in her leg, wincing in pain, and closed her eyes. Damn it!

Besides the leg wound, her shoulder also throbbed with a burning pain.

Not knowing where she was, she couldn’t help but feel a little panicked. As Wen Nuan grew anxious, the door opened, and a young woman entered carrying a tray. She wore a white shirt and black pants, her long hair flowing. She had a face that could topple nations, and most strikingly, she possessed a pair of shimmering, beautiful violet eyes, incredibly stunning, like the color of a lavender field, yet also slightly translucent. Her brows exuded a valiant spirit, yet she lacked no charm.

"You’re awake." Mo Wushuang walked over, helped Wen Nuan sit up, and placed two soft cushions behind her back, trying to make her as comfortable as possible. Wen Nuan, seeing her as beautiful as a flower and possessing an exotic charm, was a little dazed. It took her a while to collect herself.

"Where’s Ye Feimo?" Wen Nuan asked, very worried about Ye Feimo’s injuries. He must have been seriously hurt; otherwise, he would have been the first person she saw upon waking, not this woman.

Mo Wushuang said, "Don’t worry, he’s fine, just some superficial wounds. Your gunshot wound is much more serious than his. Have some food."

Wen Nuan was too worried about Ye Feimo’s injuries to eat anything. Mo Wushuang looked at her and smiled slightly. Wen Nuan looked at her and asked, "Who are you?"

"Mo Wushuang."

Wen Nuan nodded. Mo Wushuang, what a well-chosen name, unparalleled, peerless in the world. Such beauty must indeed be unparalleled.

"My name is Wen Nuan."

"I know, Feimo’s girlfriend," Mo Wushuang said, smiling enchantingly. "Speaking of which, this time was an unforeseen disaster for you, all thanks to Mo Chen and Xiaobai, who just had to provoke you, which led to John and Julie targeting you. Luckily nothing serious happened, otherwise Xiaobai would have been chopped up by Feimo."

Wen Nuan heard her speak with a familiar tone towards Ye Feimo and wondered, "What’s her relationship with Feimo? And who are Mo Chen and Xiaobai?" She was very confused by all of this, but one thing she did understand.

This time, it was an unforeseen disaster for her, not caused by Ye Feimo.

So, that means...

These people are connected to the Mafia?

Wen Nuan’s mind worked quickly. She couldn’t help but look at Mo Wushuang. What was her relationship with the Mafia? Wen Nuan’s impression of such organizations was still stuck in movies like *The Godfather*.

As if sensing Wen Nuan’s thoughts, Mo Wushuang pursed her lips and smiled. It seemed Wen Nuan knew nothing, and rightly so; Feimo wouldn’t need to tell her such things. Mo Wushuang said, "We won’t harm you. Ye Feimo is my cousin. This is Feimo’s aunt’s house."

Wen Nuan nodded, muttering, "So, Feimo’s aunt’s entire family is with the Mafia..."

Mo Wushuang burst out laughing. "You’re so smart!"

Wen Nuan was speechless.

That wasn’t the point, was it?

So, the two men who flirted with her that morning were his cousins, and they did it on purpose?

Wen Nuan tried to piece together Ye Feimo’s connection to the Mafia, but couldn’t. She had long heard Feimo mention his aunt, but he hadn’t said much. She had understood from Feimo that his aunt married an ordinary businessman.

She never expected it to be this sensational.

As Wen Nuan drank her porridge, she felt a lingering fear. An ordinary kidnapping versus the Mafia—there was simply no comparison; it was too thrilling.

"Drink your porridge and rest first. Feimo will come to see you in a while," Mo Wushuang said, getting up and leaving. Wen Nuan thought, if she says so, Feimo must be fine, and that relieved her.

But her shoulder really hurt.

Her thigh hurt too, and her back.

Knowing Ye Feimo was fine, her mood also relaxed.

After drinking the porridge, Wen Nuan leaned against the soft pillow. The air carried the scent of roses, and there were a few pleasant bird calls. Wen Nuan thought, the environment here must be excellent. The sun was bright, a gentle breeze rustled, and the purple curtains swayed softly, presenting a beautiful scene before her.

It was very quiet.

She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious, but she must have slept enough, as she wasn’t sleepy. There was no one else around, and she was quite bored. Just as she was thinking this, the door was pushed open again.

Mo Xiaobai’s head peeked in, smiling brightly. Wen Nuan turned her head and saw him, startling her. Her body instinctively lunged forward, pulling at the wound on her back, twisting her features in pain.

Mo Xiaobai ran over, holding Wen Nuan’s shoulder, soothing her. "Little Cousin-in-law, don’t get excited, don’t get excited. I know I caused you to be shot and fall from such a height. It’s all my fault, but please don’t get excited. If you do, your wound will split open. Wuwu... Little Cousin will punch me again."

Mo Chen also walked over. "Little Cousin-in-law, don’t get excited, don’t get excited. When you’re better, I promise you can hit him as much as you want."

Mo Xiaobai looked mournful. "Not leaving a good impression on little cousin-in-law is the dumbest thing I’ve ever done."

"Are you sure accidentally kicking Big Boss from the second floor to the first floor wasn’t the dumbest thing you’ve ever done?"

"Little Brother, don’t ruin my remorseful mood," Xiaobai glared back haughtily. Mo Chen spread his hands. He was just kindly reminding him of his mistakes. Mo Xiaobai had done plenty of stupid things in his life.

Wen Nuan excitedly grabbed Mo Xiaobai’s hand. Mo Xiaobai thought she was still angry and agitated, so he put on his most charming expression. "Little Cousin-in-law, for the sake of my charm, please be lenient, calm down, and don’t hold this against us."

"Little Cousin-in-law..." Mo Xiaobai drew out his words, almost pouncing on Wen Nuan to cuddle and beg.

Wen Nuan excitedly held his hand, her eyes sparkling brightly. Mo Chen suddenly felt something was off. Little Cousin-in-law seemed overly excited, a bit like someone’s obsessive fan.

"Little Cousin-in-law, what do you want to say?" Mo Chen suddenly had a bad feeling.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, too excited to speak coherently, finally blurting out a few words: "Can I have an autograph?"

"Ah..." Mo Xiaobai was stunned. What was happening?

Mo Chen covered his face. Sure enough.

"Wuwu, I want an autograph! You’re Yeyan, aren’t you? So handsome..." The obsessive fan’s eyes turned into hearts, full of stars, showing none of the agony from moments ago.

This was the classic expression of an obsessive fan.

Wen Nuan held Mo Xiaobai’s hand and said, "I’ve watched all your movies; each one is handsomer than the last. You’re even more beautiful, more charming, and more captivating in person than on screen..."

Wen Nuan thought, "Obsessive fans talk like this, right? I’m being quite sycophantic, aren’t I?"