After the Harem Novel’s Female Lead was Spoiled by the Comments - Chapter 11

However, Yan Qingwen quickly adjusted her expression. Her gaze swept past Jiang Yunhan and landed on Zhuang Yi: “Mr. Zhuang, in what capacity have you come here this time?”

A flash of malice flickered in Zhuang Yi’s eyes. Damn her, she actually dares to look down on me. Once I’ve conquered her, I’ll definitely make her regret this.

Hiding all his emotions, he adopted an elegant, refined demeanor and handed over a business card: “I am here on behalf of our Orestes three-star restaurant. We handled the situation improperly today, and we will certainly take full responsibility for it!”

Jiang Yunhan, standing to the side, was ranting internally: 【The Dragon King novels are truly brainless “slap-face” power fantasies. A lowly waiter can actually represent a Michelin three-star restaurant to handle an accident? This is too nonsensical. Did the author even consider logic when writing this? Everything is just to let the Dragon King lead show off his personal charm!】

Yan Qingwen wasn’t led astray by Jiang Yunhan’s inner voice. She said with a calm expression: “All of you may leave first. As for how to handle this, I will contact the relevant responsible parties after my wife wakes up.”

Jiang Yunhan was somewhat surprised: 【Shouldn’t the first female lead be concerned at this point about why the Dragon King lead is working at a restaurant?】

Yan Qingwen ignored them and entered the ward again. She placed Wen Hebai’s blood-stained garment into a bag, then sat down on the sofa and said: “It’s just a small scratch on the skin. Was it necessary to wrap it up like this? Someone who didn’t know better would think you had brain surgery.”

Wen Hebai, lying on the bed, opened her eyes. She seemed to be acting spoiled, yet also accusing: “You don’t care about me at all!”

Yan Qingwen glanced at her and said: “If I didn’t care about you, why would I come?”

Wen Hebai said: “Your body came, but your heart didn’t! You didn’t even ask if I was in pain.”

Yan Qingwen was momentarily speechless. She stood up, walked to the bedside, and lightly touched the bandage on Wen’s head, asking: “Does it hurt?”

“Yes!” Wen Hebai took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Yan’s waist. “I thought I was going to be disfigured!”

Yan Qingwen asked: “Did you buy insurance?”

Wen Hebai: “…”

Su Jinyue, who felt awkward being a “third wheel,” had intended to leave them some private time. Hearing this question, she immediately perked up and said: “We didn’t have time to buy it yet! Oh no, Sister Bai, you’ve lost out big time!”

Wen Hebai let go of Yan Qingwen, gave her a light push, and said somewhat coldly: “Even if I didn’t buy insurance, they still have to compensate me for medical fees, mental distress, lost wages, and breach-of-contract penalties for events I can’t attend due to the injury.”

“You rest first. Xiao Yue, come out with me for a moment,” Yan Qingwen said.

Wen Hebai turned away and ignored her.

Su Jinyue had just heard Yan Qingwen scolding Mu Rong. Thinking back carefully, this matter actually had something to do with her. If she hadn’t lost her temper and argued with Mu Rong, Zhuang Yi wouldn’t have appeared to stand up for her, and Mu Rong wouldn’t have lashed out, thereby accidentally injuring Wen Hebai.

She was worried Yan Qingwen would settle the score with her, feeling quite restless.

Zhuang Yi, Jiang Yunhan, and Mu Rong had already left. Wen Hebai’s assistant had been sent to buy lunch. The hallway was quiet.

Yan Qingwen walked to the window at the end of the hall and asked Su Jinyue: “When you were with them today, did anything unusual happen?”

Su Jinyue was stunned for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief. So, she wasn’t here to settle the score!

She instinctively wanted to tell Yan Qingwen about being able to hear Jiang Yunhan’s inner thoughts, but suddenly realized it would be hard to prove. What if she was treated like a lunatic?

She asked: “Unusual things… Does Mu Rong accidentally injuring Sister Bai count as unusual?”

Yan Qingwen nodded: “Yes. He is a person of status after all. Using violence in public is different from his usual tabloid scandals; it will have a massive negative impact on the Mu family’s corporate image. Although he is a bit of a profligate and a fool, he isn’t usually such an impulsive or violent person.”

She interpreted Mu Rong’s behavior as being influenced by something—forced “IQ reduction.”

Yan Qingwen’s words hit home for Su Jinyue. She hurried to agree: “Exactly! No wonder I felt he was acting strange today. After hearing Sister Yan’s analysis, I understand what felt off.”

Yan Qingwen asked: “Is there anything else that seemed wrong?”

Su Jinyue racked her brain, trying to steer the topic toward Jiang Yunhan: “And Jiang Yunhan. He… he said some nonsensical things about a ‘Dragon King son-in-law’ and Sister Yan being the ‘first female lead’… I don’t really understand what he meant by those words.”

What made her even angrier was that Jiang Yunhan had actually called her a “love-brain” and said she would fight Sister Yan for a man. What a joke! Sister Yan belonged to Sister Bai. She was a fan of their “CP” (couple) and would never do something like snatching Sister Yan’s man!

Although these were Jiang Yunhan’s inner thoughts, she believed Sister Yan wouldn’t go to him to verify them, so she spoke freely.

Yan Qingwen understood: Su Jinyue indeed heard Jiang Yunhan’s thoughts.

Since Su Jinyue didn’t bring it up explicitly, Yan Qingwen didn’t say much either. To prevent the girl from falling into a trap, she said: “Don’t pay attention to what he said. To know what a person is truly like, you must see if their words and actions match. Sometimes what one thinks in their heart isn’t necessarily the truth.”

Su Jinyue felt this sentence was a bit strange, like a parent discussing human nature with a child because they were worried about them dating too early.

She giggled and held Yan Qingwen’s arm, acting spoiled: “I know, Sister Yan. Oh, by the way, about that restaurant waiter—does Sister Yan know him?”

Yan Qingwen told her about what happened yesterday.

Su Jinyue immediately felt a spark of goodwill toward Zhuang Yi: “He’s quite righteous and hot-blooded. He came out to help stop Mu Rong today, too.”

Yan Qingwen found it hard to judge if yesterday’s event was orchestrated by Zhuang Yi, and she couldn’t deliberately slander him, but it worried her that Su Jinyue developed goodwill toward him so easily.

“Xiao Yue, that was his job. Furthermore, he was biased in how he handled the matter. After all, the dispute was between you and Mu Rong, but he only stopped Mu Rong. This was bound to enrage Mu Rong and escalate the conflict further. If I were the boss, I would have him go back for training and only allow him to work again once he qualifies.”

Su Jinyue said sheepishly: “Sister Yan, you’re so strict!”

Wen Hebai’s voice suddenly cut in: “I agree.”

Yan Qingwen and Su Jinyue turned around to find that Wen Hebai had walked out of the ward at some point.

“Heehee, Sister Bai also thinks Sister Yan is strict.” Su Jinyue was amused.

Wen Hebai glanced at her and said: “I agree with my wife. You are just too stupid—I mean, too pure and naive. That man was clearly aiming for you, and yet you fell for it so easily.”

Yan Qingwen hadn’t expected Wen Hebai to state her worries so bluntly. Moreover, how did Wen Hebai see that Zhuang Yi was aiming for Su Jinyue?

Su Jinyue was stunned by the scolding, looking a bit lost: “Aiming for me?”

“When you frequently encounter a person, it’s definitely not fate; it’s by design. If you don’t believe me, listen to me: do not take the initiative to go to that restaurant for the next month. If you still run into each other, then he is definitely approaching you on purpose.”

“I understand, Sister Bai.” Su Jinyue wasn’t truly stupid. Since Wen Hebai had put it this way, if she still lacked a bit of wariness, she would be an adult in name only.

Su Jinyue had to go back to work. After she left, Wen Hebai rolled her eyes at Yan Qingwen: “If you don’t tell her straight, she won’t understand.”

“You eavesdropped on our conversation and you think you’re in the right?” Yan Qingwen gave her a sidelong glance.

“I just came out to see if Xiao Lu has bought lunch yet. I’m starving.”

Yan Qingwen said: “If you’re hungry, eat some fruit first.”

“I don’t want to move my hands.”

Considering she was a patient, Yan Qingwen washed a bunch of grapes and sliced an orange for her.

Wen Hebai pushed her luck: “Peel them for me. I don’t want to get orange juice all over my hands.”

“Should I just feed it directly to your mouth?” Yan Qingwen retorted sarcastically.

“That would be even better.” Wen Hebai actually crossed her arms and opened her mouth, waiting to be fed.

Yan Qingwen wasn’t going to pamper her. After cutting the oranges and washing her hands, she said: “I have matters to handle. If you want to stay in the hospital, I’ll have Auntie Lan bring dinner to you tonight and bring over your change of clothes as well.”

Wen Hebai immediately sat up: “Who said I’m staying in the hospital? I’m going back after lunch. Come home early tonight to apply medicine for me.”

Yan Qingwen: “…”

Your calculations are so loud they’re hitting me in the face.