A Big Shot’s Woman Is Wild and Fierce - Chapter 800

Chapter 800: Chapter 799: He Knows Everything, No Need to Hide
 

“Alright, alright, you’re both in your forties, yet still acting like hotheaded youths. Don’t get too emotional; it’s not good for your health.”

With their soothing, Ma Wenyuan finally calmed down, and the three of them sat down together.

After they had taken their seats, the waiter began to serve the dishes. Mu Chengxi had no interest in what they were discussing; his eyes were fixed solely on Wen Xin, and he was now focused solely on feeding her.

Once Wen Xin had eaten her fill, she observed the three people across from her who were still engaged in conversation, and she gently tapped her fingers on the table.

“Eat first, then we can talk slowly back at the research institute after we’re done.”

Wen Xin’s reminder interrupted the conversing trio, who all looked at her and then picked up their chopsticks to start eating.

After the three were full, Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi walked them to Ma Wenyuan’s car and watched as it drove away.

Mu Chengxi stood beside Wen Xin, holding her hand, and the cold touch of her hand involuntarily made his brow furrow.

“Weren’t your hands a bit warmer this morning? How come they’re cold again in the afternoon?”

Wen Xin lowered her head to glance at her hand, tightly held in Mu Chengxi’s, and then lifted her head to look at him, her eyebrows slightly raised, “How can it heal so quickly? If it were that easy, there would be no need for so much trouble. Let’s go, visit Zhuge Jingming for a while.”

On the way back, Wen Xin had pondered a lot, and she still hadn’t decided how she would break the news about finding Yu Jie to Zhuge Jingming.

Although the senior brother had made it particularly clear when he left that they should treat Yu Jie kindly when they see her again, everyone knew that in Zhuge Jingming’s heart, Yu Jie was a thorn, and forgiving her would not be easy.

As soon as she got into the car, Wen Xin sent a message to Zhuge Jingming, telling him she would visit his clinic shortly, and she sent him the acupuncture chart Qian Cai had given her.

No sooner had Wen Xin sent the message than Zhuge Jingming called. Without hesitation, she answered the call.

“What’s up? We’ll be there shortly.”

“Little Uncle-Master, where did you get this acupuncture chart? Why do the characters on it look so familiar?”

Zhuge Jingming’s question was somewhat indirect, but Wen Xin could tell that he probably guessed whose handwriting was on the chart.

“I’ll be at your clinic in about ten minutes. I’ll tell you when I get there.”

Wen Xin knew that Zhuge Jingming was eager to know the truth, but the truth also required time to be digested.

When Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi arrived at Zhuge Jingming’s clinic, it was very quiet. Wen Xin was somewhat surprised by the scene.

Wen Xin walked into the clinic and saw several people tidying up. She approached calmly and inquired.

“Where’s Zhuge Jingming?”

Upon hearing Wen Xin’s voice, one of them looked up at her. There was no surprise in their eyes, and they replied respectfully, “The master is in the back. He said that when Miss Wen arrives, she should go directly to the back.”

“What happened here?” Wen Xin looked at the scene in the hall, her brows slightly furrowed, wondering what had occurred.

“Nothing much, just that for some reason, the master suddenly said he was feeling unwell and couldn’t continue with the consultations. He asked the patients to go back first.”

Wen Xin guessed the reason for Zhuge Jingming’s discomfort. She nodded without saying much and, taking Mu Chengxi’s hand, walked towards the back of the courtyard.

As Wen Xin arrived at the backyard of Zhuge Jingming’s residence, his wife happened to walk out from inside. Seeing Wen Xin coming in, she didn’t show much surprise.

“Little Uncle-Master has come? Jingming is waiting for you in the living room!” Zhuge Jingming’s wife quickly walked up to Wen Xin, nodded politely, and led Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi inside.

Entering the living room, Wen Xin saw Zhuge Jingming holding his phone, staring at it as he studied a human acupoint chart. This scene took Wen Xin by surprise.

“Are you studying an acupoint chart?”

Hearing Wen Xin’s voice, Zhuge Jingming put down his phone and lifted his head from the acupoint chart to look at Wen Xin.

“Little Uncle-Master, I was just studying this acupoint chart. If I’m not mistaken, it could treat…”

Zhuge Jingming’s excited tone halted abruptly as he noticed Mu Chengxi behind Wen Xin. He realized some things might not be appropriate to discuss.

“It’s fine, just speak your mind; he already knows,” Wen Xin said with a faint smile, stepping forward to sit on the chair opposite Zhuge Jingming.

“This acupoint chart was given to me by a doctor from the ancient martial arts family, and I think you might know him; he is Yu Jie’s husband…”

After Wen Xin finished speaking, she looked at Zhuge Jingming intently, waiting for his response.

After about thirty seconds, Zhuge Jingming sighed softly and looked at Wen Xin.

“Little Uncle-Master, you’re trying to probe me, aren’t you? If my master could forgive her before he passed away, what can I say? Is she doing well now?”

Zhuge Jingming had guessed the relationship between Wen Xin’s chart and Yu Jie the moment he saw the words on the acupoint chart. He made the call not to settle any scores but to find out where Wen Xin had found her.

“She’s not in a good place. She has a severe psychological illness and her physical condition is not good either. I’ve given her my Five-Element Medicine, but I still don’t know how effective it is. I brought her and her husband to Beijing, partly to treat my illness and partly to provide her with good treatment,” Wen Xin replied.

“Tonight, I might need to go there to get some medicinal bath supplies. Would you be willing to come with me to see her?”

Wen Xin asked tentatively, aware that some grievances aren’t easily put aside; it all depended on Zhuge Jingming himself.

If he could really let bygones be bygones and was willing to earnestly reconnect with Yu Jie, that would be something she’d be very pleased to see. But if he was unwilling, Wen Xin wouldn’t force the matter. After all, she didn’t know the whole truth, and some things were not for her to decide.

Zhuge Jingming understood Wen Xin’s implication and sighed lightly, “After so many years, she must be an old woman by now, right? At this age, there’s no point in dwelling on youthful follies.”

“Then later tonight, I’ll go with Little Uncle-Master to see her. I’ll have my wife prepare some small gifts to bring along. Although I don’t have any treasures, I do have plenty of health tonics. Little Uncle-Master, what kind of medicine do you think would be most appropriate for her?”