Master Jiu's little sweetheart is a bit fierce

"Ayi...Ayi...Wen Tingyi!"

"Master Jiu—"

In his hazy consciousness, Wen Tingyi's ears were filled with chaotic calls.

He struggled to open his eyelids, a face as big as a palm dangled in his sight.

He reached out to touch it, but the face was getting further and further away from him.

He could tell that it was his favorite Logan.

"Ayi—"

Logan tightly hugged his raised hand in mid-air, tears fell one by one.

Li Hui lifted Wen Tingyi's body from the ground, Wen Tingyi was like a heavy stone, no matter how Li Hui moved him, he didn't respond.

Tang Wan was very anxious, "What happened to Ayi? What happened on the way here?"

As soon as Tang Wan finished speaking, she saw that Li Hui's hands were covered in blood, and a small puddle of blood was left on the ground where Wen Tingyi had been lying.

Li Hui gritted his teeth and said, "We came from Changle Gate, Master Jiu... Master Jiu fought with people from Changle Gate."

As soon as Tang Wan heard it, she knew that Changle Gate had placed Cheng Chen's blame on Wen Tingyi.

"Is there no one to help Master Jiu? Where is Master Jiu hurt?"

"Master Jiu was plotted against."

"Send it to the hospital!"

Tang Wan didn't have time to listen to the details, she just wanted Wen Tingyi to be safe.

Fifteen minutes later, Wen Tingyi was sent to the hospital.

What a coincidence, Wen Tingyi, Mu Chengnan, An Nai, An Qi, and Ye Lei are all in the same hospital.

They were all in the hospital where Ou Jinchen was.

All are big acquaintances.

After some diagnosis and treatment, Wen Tingyi was finally pushed out of the operating room.

As soon as she left the door of the operating room, Tang Wan approached, grabbed Ou Jinchen's hand and asked, "How is Ayi?"

With a mournful face, Ou Jinchen said sadly, "Sister-in-law, Jiuye wakes up, you must treat him well, and comfort him if there is nothing to do."

Logan didn't quite understand what he said.

"What do you mean?"

Ou Jinchen pushed the operating trolley into the ward, looked at the sleeping Wen Tingyi, and sighed.

Logan became a little anxious, "What are you talking about? Why should I comfort him? Could it be that he was diagnosed with a terminal illness?"

Ou Jinchen didn't swallow his breath and choked.

"Sister-in-law, although Lord Jiu is unconscious, you can't curse him for being terminally ill while he is still awake."

At this moment, Tang Wan wished she could donate the mouth of Ou Jinchen who was a traitor.

"Can't you speak bluntly with your mouth? Do you want to be anxious or angry!"

When they arrived at the hospital bed, Ou Jinchen answered while placing Wen Tingyi's body.

"Actually, there's nothing serious about it. It's just that Jiuye pushed a small piece of hair off the back of his head. If Jiuye found out after waking up, he would definitely go crazy. After all, he is so stinky."

Tang Wan frowned, and reached out to look at Wen Tingyi's head, but Ou Jinchen took her hand away.

"Don't touch it. I took a picture and I'll send it to you later. He just had stitches on his wound. Don't touch him."

Tang Wan looked at Wen Tingyi who was sleeping quietly and soundly, and thought that a small piece of bald hair shouldn't have any effect, after all, he was so good-looking, even with a bald head.

"The photo is sent to you, take a look at it slowly, don't let Lord Jiu know, or he will eat people."

Tang Wan didn't take it seriously, "He's not that fragile in his heart, Ayi looks better than you even with a bald head."

Ou Jinchen gave her a blank look, "You have to look at the photos before talking."

"I didn't bring my phone out, so I went back and looked at it slowly."

"It's up to you. Anyway, don't mention this to Master Jiu. Master Jiu may not be crazy with you, but he will definitely be crazy with me. In short, it's a day if you can keep it a secret."

"..."

While Wen Tingyi was asleep, Tang Wan asked Li Hui to go to the company to get her a mobile phone.

Not long after, Li Hui brought her mobile phone, and before reading the text message Ou Jinchen sent her, there were several missed calls on her mobile phone.

She was not there for a while, and a bunch of people called her.

Tang Wan randomly flipped through one, and was about to call back, when someone called from her cell phone immediately, it was a strange call.

Logan connected casually.

A harsh female voice came from the phone.

"Tang Wan, thanks to you, your brother even ran away with his fiancee, why don't you allow your brother to enter the entertainment industry? Do you have a conscience? You don't give money to the family, and you don't care about your brother..."

Tang Wan felt annoyed, and immediately hung up the phone.

Li Hui stood aside and saw that Tang Wan hung up the phone with a displeased face before she could speak, so she asked, "What happened, Miss Tang? Do you need me to help you deal with it?"

Li Hui was thinking that Wen Tingyi was injured, and the first thing he wanted to see when he woke up was naturally Tang Wan, so he could do whatever Tang Wan needed now.

Tang Wan sighed slightly, and said, "If it's convenient for you, Brother Li, I really need Brother Li to do something for me."

Li Hui stood up straight, "Miss Tang just say it."

Tang Wan snorted and said, "Brother Li, please go to Tang's house, pretend to be a creditor, and invite Tang Jie to the little black room to reflect for a few days."

Li Hui was a little puzzled, "Miss Tang, if you do this, the elders of the Tang family will try their best to trouble you, but we can take care of the elders."

"I just want them to make a fuss, but it has to be a proper time."

"..."

After Li Hui left, Tang Wan took out her phone and contacted the administrator Shu Han.

"Hey, Director Shu, please contact Director Zhu of the Family Ethics Theater for me. I want to make an appointment with him."

Shu Han was silent on the phone for a few years, and said in surprise: "Sister Wan, we don't have to be so hungry, right? Sister Wan is sure to ask the artistes in the company to pick up that kind of farce? No one fits that type."

"I'll pick it up in person, and I'm quite suitable."

"..."

Shu Han was so shocked that he almost died. The small theaters of the local TV stations are full of ordinary people, and not many people watch them.

"Sister Wan, do you have something in your head... so there is something wrong in your heart... Sigh! Sister Wan, is it normal for you to say this?"

Tang Wan smiled, "I'm serious, and I can solve family disputes and make money, so why not do it?"

"Uh...Let's discuss it slowly after you come back, Miss Wan. I have to make sure that everything you said is true."

"Okay, I gave you this vaccination, you have a mental preparation."

After finishing speaking, Tang Wan hung up the phone, and after she returned to the ward, there was no sign of Wen Tingyi on the bed.

Tang Wan panicked, and hurriedly searched for the bathroom in the ward.

"Ayi? Where are you?"

Tang Wan found the bathroom, and when she saw Wen Tingyi standing in front of the mirror, she stopped abruptly.

She saw the back of Wen Tingyi's bald head in the mirror.

At this moment, Wen Tingyi was looking sideways at the bald part in the mirror with his head tilted, his face was gloomy and ugly.

It seems that everything is too late...

"Who changed my hair?"

Tang Wan groaned in her heart, obviously nothing had changed from the front, except for a small patch of baldness on the back of her head, why did she call it a hairstyle change?

Tang Wan swallowed her saliva, and coaxed her softly, "Hairstyle hasn't changed, you are still very handsome in my heart, Ayi, shall we go out? This mirror must be aimed at you because it doesn't make you look good."

Wen Tingyi let out a muffled snort, clenched his fists and left the bathroom.

"I'm going to abolish Ou Jinchen!"

Logan followed and went out. Looking carefully, she almost burst out laughing. The back of her head was not as simple as a small piece of baldness.

That's just...

It's like a dog gnawing on it, no matter how funny it looks, it's so fucking better to push it all.

Now, Wen Tingyi was really going to die of anger, and Ou Jinchen was going to die.