Wen Beibei spoke to herself again: "Xiaoqiao, don’t let your thoughts run wild. I said I was just surprised, nothing else. I think you’re being too sensitive. Also, you should answer Brother Shiqing’s calls less in the future. If he finds out, he might think you don’t trust him and are secretly answering his phone..."
Even Ye Shiqing couldn’t listen any longer, and he suddenly said, "I gave my phone to Xiaoqiao, and I asked her to help answer it."
Wen Beibei was so startled by Ye Shiqing’s sudden voice that she was speechless.
"It’s on speakerphone now. There are no secrets between Xiaoqiao and . Xiaoqiao trusts , and I trust her. Honestly, I didn’t want to answer your call earlier because I always feel that whenever you call, sothing must be up. So I let Xiaoqiao take it, and as expected, I was right. Xiaobei, earlier you made feel that you’re a very scary woman."
Ye Shiqing’s words made Wen Beibei’s face turn shades of blue and red. She knew that Ye Shiqing had always been a straightforward person, saying whatever was on his mind.
At this mont, she was hurt by his candor.
She stamred in defense: "Brother Shiqing, I, I just..."
"Xiaoqiao is my wife. Even if she checks up on often, that’s her right. No one can say she’s wrong about that! Besides, what do I have to do with you? Baobao is my friend, but you’re not." Ye Shiqing interrupted Wen Beibei again.
After saying what he wanted to say, he hung up the phone.
Wen Beibei looked at the phone screen that went dark and couldn’t help but cry out loud.
When Wen Beibei returned to the hospital room, her eyes were red and swollen. Wen Baobao imdiately noticed she had been crying: "Xiaobei, co here."
Wen Beibei didn’t want to go over, so Wen Baobao got out of bed, walked over to her, and forcefully pulled her to her side: "Have you been crying?"
"It’s nothing." Wen Beibei didn’t want to et Wen Baobao’s eyes.
"Xiaobei, do you think you can hide the fact that you’ve been crying from ? What happened, why are you crying?" Wen Baobao’s expression turned serious as she imdiately saw through Wen Beibei’s lie.
Wen Beibei turned her back: "It’s nothing major..."
"Who bullied you? Tell , I’ll stand up for you!" Wen Baobao pulled Wen Beibei over again: "Xiaobei, you’re my sister. If soone bullied you, how could I just sit back and do nothing? Who made you cry? Tell ."
At first, Wen Beibei didn’t want to say, but under Wen Baobao’s questioning, she finally relented and explained the whole situation.
In the end, she added: "I bla myself. If it weren’t for my inappropriate words, Brother Shiqing wouldn’t have gotten angry. I spoke without thinking, not knowing the weight of my words. What I care about most is that the relationship between Brother Shiqing and Xiaoqiao is so good, yet my sister is still in the hospital. It’s not fair..."
"Xiaobei, stop it. Shiqing was right; they are husband and wife. Xiaoqiao answering Shiqing’s phone is perfectly fine. You speak without thinking, and if I were Shiqing, I’d find you irritating too. There’s no need for you to argue for . Aren’t I fine now?" Wen Baobao interrupted Wen Beibei.
"I like Xiaoqiao less and less," Wen Beibei said softly.
"It’s Shiqing who reprimanded you. What does that have to do with Xiaoqiao? Your logic is a bit strange." Wen Baobao pulled Wen Beibei to sit down: "Xiaoqiao and Shiqing are already married. They need to support each other for a lifeti. To Shiqing, I’m just soone from the past. Listen to , don’t call Shiqing anymore..."
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