CHAPTER 476: CHAPTER 476

On the other side, Zhuang Wenjin, with a camera in hand, hurried back to his rented apartment.

"Too scary! How can a girl have such terrifying eyes!"

Zhuang Wenjin was still shaken when Jiang Weiwei’s phone call came after him.

"Wenjin, how is everything going?"

Actually, Jiang Weiwei was quite worried. If Zhuang Wenjin were caught and squealed on her, that would be troublesome.

"I’m done with this. I won’t mess with your sister anymore. If she bullies you, just bear with it."

Thinking back to the girl’s chilling eyes, devoid of any warmth, Zhuang Wenjin shivered inexplicably.

He didn’t want to talk about Jiang Moxi at all and simply hung up on Jiang Weiwei’s call.

Meanwhile, Jiang Weiwei was in her studio.

Zhuang Wenjin had actually hung up on her, which she found somewhat unbelievable.

Because Zhuang Wenjin had always been one of her most loyal lackeys.

Even though Zhuang Wenjin had been blackmailing her using Suchen recently, he had never before hung up on her of his own accord.

Jiang Weiwei couldn’t just let it go after being hung up on, so she called Zhuang Wenjin several times.

But after Zhuang Wenjin hung up several times, he simply turned off his phone.

With no other option, Jiang Weiwei had to go to his apartment herself.

Zhuang Wenjin did open the door for Jiang Weiwei, but he was in a very bad state of mind.

"Wenjin, are you feeling unwell and that’s why you don’t want to bother my sister?"

After Zhuang Wenjin opened the door and went back to lie down on the bed, Jiang Weiwei feigned concern and pity.

She covered Zhuang Wenjin with a blanket and said, "Actually, there’s no rush about this matter. We can talk when you’re feeling better."

What Jiang Weiwei didn’t expect was for Zhuang Wenjin to suddenly throw off the blanket she had put on him and scold her harshly.

"Jiang Weiwei, I said I won’t mess with her anymore! If you’re not afraid of death, then go deal with her yourself."

Now, whenever Zhuang Wenjin closed his eyes, he would involuntarily recall Jiang Moxi’s gaze at that moment, scaring him so much his scalp kept tingling, and he was sweating cold sweat.

Zhuang Wenjin even thought that if he had run just a little slower earlier, he might have already been given the Oblivion Soup to drink.

But seeing Zhuang Wenjin so averse to causing trouble for Jiang Moxi, Jiang Weiwei couldn’t help but suspect that Zhuang Wenjin had discovered Jiang Moxi’s true identity and the possibility of Feng Yu taking his life?

However, Jiang Weiwei didn’t dare to ask Zhuang Wenjin directly, fearing she might give herself away, so she just reddened her eyes, pretending to be aggrieved.

"Wenjin, what’s wrong with you? Why are you taking your anger out on me?"

Every time Zhuang Wenjin saw her looking sad, he would get very anxious and worried, then start to chat with her, asking all kinds of questions.

Jiang Weiwei thought to exploit his genuine concern for her to find out exactly what had happened that day.

But unexpectedly today, Zhuang Wenjin was very ruthless toward her, not only showing no concern but also yelling at her.

"You’re feeling aggrieved? Stop crying, even pretending has its limits. I’m feeling unwell. If you bother me again, I’ll expose all the things you’ve done and have you stay in jail for peace of mind."

Jiang Weiwei suddenly froze.

All tricks fail against someone who totally ignores you.

Moreover, Jiang Weiwei did not want to end up in jail, so after thinking it over, she could only wipe the tears from her face, looking at Zhuang Wenjin with concern, and even reached out to touch his forehead.

"Wenjin, you seem to have a fever. Here’s what we’ll do, I’ll go to the drugstore and get you some medicine. You rest after taking it, and we’ll talk about other things later."

Jiang Weiwei said this and went to the nearby pharmacy to buy medicine for Zhuang Wenjin.

"Do you need any cephalosporins?"

When the drugstore salesperson asked Jiang Weiwei this, she suddenly thought of the full fridge of beer in Zhuang Wenjin’s rental apartment.

Zhuang Wenjin liked drinking beer a lot, almost to the point of treating it as water.

If she could make good use of cephalosporins...

Her heart rate suddenly quickened, "Okay, I’ll take two boxes."

The clerk again reminded, "Remember to read the instructions carefully before taking the medication. Also, after taking cephalosporins, absolutely do not drink alcohol, it can cause disulfiram-like reaction, which can be severe enough to cause shock and even death."

"I know." Jiang Weiwei accepted the medicine she had purchased and went straight to the rented apartment.

"Wenjin, first get up and take some medicine before you rest."

Convinced by Jiang Weiwei, Zhuang Wenjin got up.

He briefly checked the external packaging of the medicine; none were opened and they were all for colds and fevers.

So he took all the medicine.

Seeing this, Jiang Weiwei’s lips slightly curled, and she said, "Wenjin, I can’t be bothered to input the address, can you open your food delivery app for me, I’ll order some takeout for you."

Zhuang Wenjin thought Jiang Weiwei was also concerned for his health, so he handed his phone to her to handle.

Jiang Weiwei ordered some quite heavy-flavored dishes, like dry pot meat, spicy crayfish, and the like.

"What I ordered are all things you usually love to eat, when you’re sick you should eat more nutritiously."

Zhuang Wenjin, seeing how Jiang Weiwei took care of him, suddenly felt that he might have been too harsh on her just now.

"Weiwei, I didn’t mean it just now, it’s just that my head’s really hurting, and the more we quarrel the worse it gets, so I might have spoken harshly."

But Jiang Weiwei said, "It’s okay, I also did some things wrong. Anyway, the studio just got an order, I need to get back and deal with it. The takeout will arrive soon, you eat something first and then have a good rest."

Before leaving, Jiang Weiwei also gently kissed Zhuang Wenjin on the cheek, making Zhuang Wenjin think that Jiang Weiwei must have been completely conquered by him, fallen in love with him.

Only Zhuang Wenjin didn’t know that as soon as Jiang Weiwei stepped out of the apartment building, the gentle smile on her face was immediately replaced by resentment and ruthlessness...

After that, Jiang Weiwei returned to the studio to work.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Weiwei was somewhat out of sorts.

She kept waiting to see if there would be any news from Zhuang Wenjin.

But until nighttime, Zhuang Wenjin hadn’t called her.

Jiang Weiwei couldn’t help but think, could it be that Zhuang Wenjin had suffered a disulfiram-like reaction and died?

Previously, when Jiang Weiwei was using Zhuang Wenjin’s phone, she conveniently deleted all their WeChat chat history, including call records.

And Jiang Weiwei also felt that if Zhuang Wenjin really died at this time, she definitely couldn’t contact him, lest she become a suspect to the police.

So in the following days, Jiang Weiwei spent her time in continuous unease...

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On the other side, the barbecue in the orchard went on from evening to late at night, and everyone had quite a bit to drink.

When the fire on the barbecue pit was extinguished, the meal came to an end.

Yu Dingding staggered as she bid farewell to Jiang Moxi, Fu Youhan, and Feng Yu.

Ye Chen hurried forward, holding her by the waist: "I’ll take you home."

"No need." Yu Dingding rejected without thinking.

But Ye Chen still held her firmly and wouldn’t let go: "Be good, how can you go back like this, half-way someone might take advantage of you?"

Yu Dingding waved her hand: "It’s not like it hasn’t happened before."

Ye Chen felt a block in his heart, but Yu Dingding appeared oblivious to her own words and still pushed Ye Chen away, preparing to leave on her own.

Ye Chen still followed her, regardless of how much Yu Dingding resisted, and forcibly took her into his car.

On the other hand, Feng Yu had someone pack up the grill and then turned to Jiang Moxi: "Xixi, would you take my car home?"

Jiang Moxi had driven herself over today. Considering that she hadn’t resisted the temptation of alcohol and had a couple of drinks, she wasn’t fit to drive and nodded.

So, Feng Yu immediately sent a provocative look towards Fu Youhan: "Third Master Fu, we’re not on the same route; I’ll take Xixi and leave first."

Yes, Feng Yu felt that Jiang Moxi agreeing to ride with him in the same car meant he already had the upper hand.

Fu Youhan, no matter what, could not get Jiang Moxi into his car now.

Fu Youhan was unphased by Feng Yu’s provocation, even lazily making a "please" gesture towards Feng Yu.

Feng Yu smiled, thinking Fu Youhan was too intoxicated to compete with him.

Only when he opened the car door for Jiang Moxi did Fu Youhan quickly get into the back seat first, and only then did the smug look on Feng Yu’s face completely disappear...