After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him Chapter 92: 92: Does Mr. Song from their family always reply

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Does Mr. Song from their family always reply to ssages this quickly?

“If there’s a problem, it’ll be the doctor’s fault.”

Cao i’s brows were now thoroughly knotted, “Alright, you take good care of him there, I’ll be over in a bit.”

She hung up the phone after finishing her sentence.

Xia Wenjin looked at Cao i, puzzled, and hugged her arm, asking with concern, “Mom, what’s happened?”

She only heard sothing about President Lu and surgery.

Cao i sighed, “Your dad had a car accident on the way back from a business trip, and he’s broken his leg. Right now, he’s in the hospital preparing for surgery.”

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“Oh my God!” Xia Wenjin imdiately covered her mouth, “Dad had an accident? It couldn’t be that Lu Zhaozhao did sothing to Dad to get back at , could it?”

But she soon shook her head repeatedly, “Impossible, impossible. Dad has raised her for 20 years after all, no matter what, they’re family, she shouldn’t do that…”

Xia Wenjin’s words sounded like she was defending Lu Zhaozhao, but in reality, she was fervently hinting to Cao i that it had sothing to do with Lu Zhaozhao.

“That heartless wretch could totally do sothing like that!” Cao i gnashed her teeth furiously, “After your dad’s surgery is over, I will settle the scores with her, detail by detail!”

Xia Wenjin curled her lips imperceptibly, as long as Cao i continued to resent Lu Zhaozhao, she would never have the chance to return to the Lu Family and compete with her!

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Lu Zhaozhao finished a class and went to the hospital.

Xia Wenmo had long been inford by Xia Wenjue of the scheming and rumors concocted against Lu Zhaozhao by Xia Wenjin.

So, when Lu Zhaozhao was at the hospital, Xia Wenmo always looked at her with indescribable heartache.

He held his drawing board in his hand, hesitating several tis to speak.

“Third Brother, do you have sothing you want to tell ?” Lu Zhaozhao suddenly looked up at Xia Wenmo with a tilted head and couldn’t help asking.

Although she wasn’t sure if Xia Wenmo wanted to ask about her and Xia Wenjin, the issue had been causing a stir on the school forum.

And since Xia Wenjin wasn’t going to school, maybe she had already told them about it.

She pouted slightly, now she could only hope that Xia Wenmo and the others were willing to believe her.

Xia Wenmo reached out and held Lu Zhaozhao’s small hand, gently patted it, “I heard about what happened to you at school, you must have been scared, huh?”

Lu Zhaozhao tugged at the corner of her mouth lightly, “No, just a bit unaccustod. The thing with Xia Wenjin, I…”

“You had better be careful of Xia Wenjin in the future, she doesn’t have a single good intention! Even when she was with the Xia Family, that was her character.” Xia Wenmo didn’t let Lu Zhaozhao finish explaining and started earnestly advising her.

“Uh…”

His words actually took Lu Zhaozhao by surprise.

She thought Xia Wenmo would at least say a word or two on Xia Wenjin’s behalf or pretend to do so and then advise her not to mind it.

So when Xia Wenmo completely stood by her side and believed her, she was at a loss for words.

Thinking that Lu Zhaozhao was still hesitant, Xia Wenmo furrowed his brow fiercely and continued, “You must take my words seriously! Xia Wenjin is no good, she dares to get thugs to deal with you now, and it will only get worse in the future. You have to be careful, understand?”

Lu Zhaozhao nodded gently, “Yes, I understand, Third Brother.”

Hearing her response, Xia Wenmo finally relaxed a lot and lifted his paintbrush to resu his fluid work on the canvas.

Lu Zhaozhao looked at the painting on Xia Wenmo’s drawing board, her eyebrows slightly raised, and shifted her gaze slowly towards him, murmuring, “I thought at least you’d ask about what happened to before making a judgnt…”

Xia Wenmo’s brush paused, and he suddenly turned his head with a puzzled look, “Why would you think that?”

Lu Zhaozhao’s watery eyes drooped, “After all, Xia Wenjin has lived with you for 20 years, and although I am blood-related to you, I am still a…”

Stranger.

Zhaozhao didn’t say the word aloud, but the aning she wanted to convey was clear enough.

Unexpectedly, Xia Wenmo broke into laughter upon hearing this, “It’s precisely because I have been with Xia Wenjin for 20 years that I know what kind of person she is.”

He raised his hand and ruffled Lu Zhaozhao’s hair, unable to hold back his emotions, “You don’t know, before this, my brother and I were always puzzled—how could our family, who are all so decent, have produced soone like Xia Wenjin, who is selfish, greedy, and full of malice? I thought our family must have sinned greatly in a past life…”

“Pfft—”

Lu Zhaozhao burst into laughter, “How can soone speak this way about their sister whom they’ve lived with for so many years?”

“Sister?” Xia Wenmo curled his lips and revealed his wrist, “What Xia Wenjin did as a child disqualifies her from being my sister. At least, I’ve never seen any sister who, just to save her own face, would want to ruin her brother’s future with her own hands.”

Lu Zhaozhao distinctly saw a very noticeable scar on Xia Wenmo’s wrist.

Xia Wenmo gently stroked the scar on his wrist, “When we were young, each of my brothers had their talent, but it happened that my talent was the sa as Xia Wenjin’s: painting. Just over a school competition ranking, I nearly lost a hand.”

“…”

Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes widened significantly.

She had never expected Xia Wenjin to lay hands on her own family.

Xia Wenmo glanced at Lu Zhaozhao and chuckled lightly, “So don’t worry. We couldn’t be clearer about what kind of person Xia Wenjin is. Even if you really had done sothing to her, it would have been her own fault. Rest assured, we will all support you!”

Upon hearing his words, Lu Zhaozhao’s eyes suddenly teared up.

Thinking back to how the Lu Family had raised her for 20 years yet seed intent on plotting her demise, it was these newly acknowledged family mbers who made her feel so warmly welcod instead.

Thinking over this, it felt like the missing pieces from all these years were slowly being filled in.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth and couldn’t help nodding repeatedly, “Yes, I’ll rember this from now on…”

“Ding-dong—”

Suddenly, Lu Zhaozhao’s phone chid.

She glanced down and saw the ssage that Song Sinian had sent her.

“Where are you? Are you done with school? Do you need to pick you up?”

Lu Zhaozhao hesitated for a mont, about to decline, but then she looked outside at the raining weather and paused.

She would have to take a taxi ho anyway; if Song Sinian was free, it wouldn’t be bad to go back together.

Thinking this, Lu Zhaozhao imdiately replied to Song Sinian, “I’m at the hospital. If it’s convenient for you later, you can co pick up.”

After sending the ssage, Lu Zhaozhao was about to put her phone away.

But the very next second, her phone chid again.

Does Mr. Song from their family reply to ssages this fast?

Lu Zhaozhao narrowed her eyebrows in suspicion, but when she saw the ssage on her phone, she jumped up from the bedside—