I Married the Second Male Lead After Reincarnating-Chapter 165 - : Did You Provoke Her Again?

Chapter 165: Did You Provoke Her Again?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ling Bing’er saw that Wei Jiu’er was being treated unfairly. Her mind started racing, and she wanted to confront Shen Qingyue.

Shen Qingyue seemed to sense something and turned back, warning, “Follow us again, and you won’t have teeth left! You can try if you don’t believe me.” With that, she walked away without looking back.

Ling Bing’er gritted her teeth. “That vile woman is becoming more audacious! How dare she hit me?”

Wei Jiu’er consoled her, “Let it go. Let’s get breakfast first. Zhen is still waiting for us.

Qin Zhen could now walk short distances independently; he was gradually recovering.

When Wei Jiu’er and Ling Bing’er returned, they saw Qin Zhen exercising on his own. They hurried over to support him. “Be careful. Wait for me to come back before you exercise again. What if you fall?”

However, when Wei Jiu’er’s hand touched Qin Zhen’s arm, he instinctively wanted to pull away, but he restrained himself. Lately, he had been resisting

Wei Jiu’er’s touch. Perhaps it was because he had realized his feelings for Shen Qingyue. He knew it was wrong, but he could not help it. He looked at Wei Jiu’er and thought of Shen Qingyue.

Wei Jiu’er did not notice Qin Zhen’s resistance. She helped him sit on the edge of the bed and took the steaming porridge from Ling Bing’er. “I heard this place makes good porridge. Try it…” She was about to feed Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen reached for the porridge. “I’ll eat by myself. My hand is much better now; I need to exercise.”

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Wei Jiu’er’s eyes. Even though Qin Zhen’s response was slow, he could still sense Qin Zhen’s resistance. Perhaps Qin Zhen did not realize it, but the way he looked at her now was just like how he used to look at Shen Qingyue—impatient. Wei Jiu’er clenched her teeth and forced a faint smile. “You’re right. But if your hand hurts, let me help.”

Ling Bing’er could not understand these dynamics and interjected, “Brother, guess who we ran into at the breakfast shop?”

Qin Zhen casually asked, “Who?”

“Shen Qingyue! She bought breakfast too. I thought she was bringing it for you, so I asked her, and she wanted to knock my teeth out…”

Qin Zhen cast her a sideways glance, cutting her off. “Didn’t I tell you not to provoke her? You did something foolish again, didn’t you? Do you think I would believe Shen Qingyue would threaten to knock your teeth out for no reason?”

Ling Bing’er choked, silenced by Qin Zhen’s sternness, cursing Shen Qingyue under her breath.

Qin Zhen asked again, “Who is she here to see?”

Ling Bing’er grumbled, “How would I know?”

Qin Zhen set down his bowl of porridge and took out his phone. Han Xu had told him last night that Tong Jia had been taken away by people working for Chi Ming, and he asked Qin Zhen to keep an eye out and notify him immediately if they found her.

So, it was certain that Tong Jia was hurt, and Shen Qingyue came to the hospital today… He shared the information with Han Xu, leaving the rest to them.

Shen Qingyue arrived at Chi Ming’s ward and noticed a few people waiting outside. She asked, “Zhang Jianci, why are you here too?”

“Aren’t we afraid someone might harm Brother Ming? He’s injured now, and he’s vulnerable. Naturally, he needs careful attention…” Since Chi Ming could not hear, Zhang Jianci started babbling. Then he sniffed, “Oh, is that dim sum? Smells great.”

Shen Qingyue opened the bag containing the breakfast and offered it to Zhang Jianci, “Want to try?”

“We haven’t eaten yet…” Zhang Jianci began to reach out, but suddenly felt a cold, piercing gaze from inside the ward! This hospital was terrible. Why did the door have a window? He quickly retracted his hand, “Forget it, I’m not a fan of this…

Shen Qingyue thought he was just being polite, “You said you were hungry, didn’t you? Please, have some.”

Zhang Jianci shook his head vigorously, like a bobblehead, “No, you go in quickly.” His Brother Ming’s gaze felt like it could pierce through him! It was almost like X-rays.

Shen Qingyue did not insist further. She entered the ward with the breakfast in hand. Placing it on the table, she asked Chi Ming, “Is the wound still hurting?”

Chi Ming’s lips were slightly pale. He was already the cold and reserved type, and now, with a touch of illness, he seemed oddly fragile. He said softly, “No.” Sitting up, he supported himself, and Shen Qingyue naturally helped him prop a pillow behind him. She had been injured before and knew how painful such wounds could be. But apart from inquiring about this, she didn’t know what else to say.

She unpacked the breakfast and said while arranging the utensils, “In the future, if you get hurt, make sure to get it treated promptly. If it gets infected, it can become serious.”

Chi Ming’s lips curved slightly, “Since you care so much about me, I’ll listen to you.”

Shen Qingyue resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him, “I’m just giving you some advice. Whether you listen or not is up to you. In the end, it won’t be me who suffers the most discomfort!”

Seeing he had yielded, Chi Ming looked at the porridge in front of him and casually asked, “Which bowl doesn’t have sugar?”