Seeing Wen Ke’er in Feng Yunan’s arms, Qiao Ruoxi felt a sourness in her heart that was so overwhelming that it made it hard for her to breathe.

She was envious that Wen Ke’er could throw herself into Feng Yunan’s arms without any worries. She was envious that she could get all the tenderness and love of the man.

Even though she was his lawfully wedded wife in name, she was treated like air.

He was just an outsider.

She really did not want to continue watching them being lovey-dovey. Qiao Ruoxi quietly got up and left the ward to take a breather.

When Feng Yunan realized that she had left, he wanted to stop her, but Wen Ke’er was in his arms. In the end, he kept quiet.

Tang Yebing continued to stitch up the wound. Wen Ke’er’s heart ached, but she could not bear to look at him. “Brother Nan, you must be in a lot of pain! I don’t even dare to look at you anymore.”

“Turn your head,” Feng Yunan said.

Wen Ke’er turned around and noticed Qiao Ruoxi’s bag on her seat. She suddenly had an idea. “Brother Nan, Miss Qiao seems to have left her bag behind. I’ll go and return it to her!”

“Yes.”

Feng Yunan nodded. Wen Ke’er grabbed her bag and ran out of the ward.

Qiao Ruoxi turned the corner and went to the elevator. She was about to take the elevator down when she realized that her bag seemed to be in the ward.

Just as she turned around, she saw Wen Ke’er walking over with her bag.

There was almost no one on the top floor. Wen Ke’er smiled coldly and said, “You left your bag here on purpose because you were waiting for Brother Nan to deliver it to you?”

“Please return my bag,” Qiao Ruoxi said. She didn’t have such intentions at all.

It was just an excuse to humiliate her.

Staring at her with contempt instead of returning the bag to her, Wen Ke’er said, “Qiao Ruoxi, I’m really impressed by you. Your ex-boyfriend is making trouble for you, and you took the opportunity to inform Brother Nan so that you can gain his sympathy. Don’t even think about lying to me. You’re such a scheming bitch! Shameless bitch!”

In Wen Ke’er’s opinion, if it wasn’t for Qiao Ruoxi’s cunning tricks, Feng Yunan wouldn’t have left her behind to look for her.

Maybe she and Feng Yunan would have already gotten it on. It was because of her that her plan was ruined.

“Miss Wen, I heard that your family lives in Wenjing Garden. You’re the daughter of a noble family, but you speak like those shrews in the countryside. Are you really the daughter of the Wen family?”

She wondered if she was the daughter of the Wen family.

Did she remember something?

Wen Ke’er’s expression changed drastically as if she had just eaten feces.

The words “the daughter of the Wen family” made her feel guilty. Before she had moved into Wenjing Garden, she had indeed lived in the countryside with her mother, Fu Lijing. She had been mocked for being a mistress. This was a humiliation that she would never be able to wash away.

“Qiao Ruoxi, you’re really the same as before. You’re just as annoying. I hate you. I hate your arrogant face. Let me tell you, you’re nothing now. You’re just a slut. You and your mother will never have a good life.”

Wen Ke’er was enraged and could not help but shout at her.

Qiao Ruoxi heard her mention the word “in the past.”

She said she was the same as before. What was she like in the past?

Did Wen Ke’er know something?

Qiao Ruoxi really wanted to figure out the questions in her heart. The questions that were entangled in the depths of her mind had accumulated too much and she desperately needed answers.

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