A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

“Just the Five-Element Medicine then. Whatever she eats now has little effect on her body. The efficacy of the Five-Element Medicine is just right and can be used.”

Wen Xin looked at Zhuge Jingming’s expression, which though not exactly calm, still showed that he had accepted the situation.

“My treatment depends on you now,” Mu Chengxi said. “Qian Cai told me I need to soak in a medicinal bath for a week and then get acupuncture. You should take care of yourself during this week.”

“Little Uncle-Master, don’t worry,” Zhuge Jingming reassured, “your health is something Grandmaster specifically entrusted my master with before he passed away, insisting that we find a way to cure you.”

“Now that there’s a chance, I will do my utmost. The sooner you recover, the sooner I can be at ease.”

Zhuge Jingming looked earnestly at Wen Xin, full of anticipation for curing Wen Xin’s body. Now that there was an opportunity, he was truly happy.

Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi sat for a while in Zhuge Jingming’s home, and while there, they instructed the pharmacist to prepare some medicine for the treatment of dysmenorrhea, then took Zhuge Jingming to the residence Qian Meng had arranged for Qian Cai.

Once they arrived at the residence, Zhuge Jingming sat in the car, hesitant to get out. Wen Xin leaned lazily against the car door, watching him.

“Are you going to get out of the car or not? You were the one who wanted to come along, and now you’re the one hiding in the car, not getting out. I’m really defeated by you. If you don’t want to get out, just sit in the car. I’ll get the medicine and send you back.”

Zhuge Jingming sat in the car with his head down, looking like a wronged little wife. Wen Xin was becoming somewhat impatient.

“Just say it, how much longer are you going to wait before you’re willing to get out?”

Wen Xin’s tone was a bit impatient, but she still patiently restrained from getting angry at Zhuge Jingming.

After waiting for a couple of minutes, Zhuge Jingming pushed open the car door and got out. He had made up his mind that the meeting was inevitable, so there was no need to avoid it.

Wen Xin, with an air of nonchalance, looked at Zhuge Jingming, who appeared as if he was preparing to face his demise, and sighed helplessly. Meeting an old acquaintance shouldn’t be as solemn as marching to one’s noble duty; it really wasn’t necessary.

“You would have been better off not getting down at all with that expression on your face. It doesn’t seem at all like old friends meeting but rather like looking for trouble. Just relax, be natural. If you can’t get over that hurdle in your heart, then you just…”

“Elder Brother…”

Before Wen Xin could finish, a man and a woman came out of the villa courtyard. They were Qian Cai and Yu Jie. On first sight of Zhuge Jingming, Yu Jie’s voice quivered as she spoke.

When Zhuge Jingming heard Yu Jie’s voice, he immediately stiffened, not daring to turn around. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do.

Wen Xin, standing to the side, clearly saw Zhuge Jingming’s rigid body and reached out to steady his arm with a tone unusually tender and comforting.

“Don’t be nervous. Since you’ve decided to meet, then meet properly and catch up on old times.”

With Wen Xin’s gentleness calming him, Zhuge Jingming slowly turned to look at Yu Jie. His emotions were stirred, and his breathing became uneven.

“Elder Brother, are you keeping well? Little Uncle-Master said you’re very robust, still treating patients every day, not at all what one would expect of a seventy-year-old.”

Although Yu Jie’s emotions were agitated, she took the initiative to walk forward, approaching Zhuge Jingming with a smile. Her aged face showed a glimpse of a little girl’s demeanor.

“Senior brother, it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other, and I’m truly relieved to see you in such good health!”

Zhuge Jingming looked at Yu Jie and was at a loss for words. Prior to seeing Yu Jie, resentment might have haunted his heart, but now, all of that had dissipated.

“I’m in good shape, but what about you? Little Uncle-Master mentioned that your health wasn’t the best. You do seem a bit unwell. You need to cooperate with the treatment to get better!”

Yu Jie eyed Zhuge Jingming seeing his little junior sister all grown up. His master only had two disciples, so naturally, their bond was very close. Seeing Yu Jie in this state, Zhuge Jingming felt uncomfortable.

“It’s cold outside; let’s go inside to talk. Little princess, I’ve prepared your medicine for you. Come and take a look.” Qian Cai approached Yu Jie, holding her hand, and led everyone towards the villa.

Alfredo’s men finally located Wen Xin two days later and sent him a somewhat blurry photograph of Wen Xin squatting by the roadside, nibbling on roasted corn. It was possible to clearly ascertain that the girl in the picture was indeed Wen Xin.

Alfredo stared at the photograph on the tablet, his gaze fixating on the dark object in Wen Xin’s hand, his brow involuntarily furrowing.

“What is she eating there?”

Alfredo passed the tablet to the men in black nearby, instructing them to investigate what Wen Xin was holding.

The men took turns scrutinizing the tablet from Alfredo, equally puzzled at the sight of the object in Wen Xin’s hand as it was unfamiliar to them.

“Chairman, we’re not sure what that is…”

The men, furrowing their brows and exchanging looks, truly had no idea what Wen Xin was consuming; it didn’t look particularly appetizing.

“Chairman, could it be that Mu Chengxi is mistreating the little princess by making her eat that? How could that possibly be something fit for human consumption? There must be something wrong!”

Hearing that Wen Xin might be mistreated and having a preexisting disdain for Mu Chengxi, pushed Alfredo’s emotions to shift abruptly. He stood up from his chair, grabbed his coat, and headed outside.

While walking, Alfredo made calls to those tracking Wen Xin, inquiring about her address and arrived at her location in less than twenty minutes.

Wen Xin squatted by the roadside looking at the car stopping before her with a cold smirk. She knew those sneaky individuals were sent by Alfredo.

After alighting from the car, Alfredo noticed the smile on Wen Xin’s face. He hesitated by the car but eventually, his eyes returned to the dark object in her hand.

“What are you eating there? Is Mu Chengxi abusing you, feeding you odd, unhealthy stuff?”

Listening to Alfredo’s absurd statements, Wen Xin slowly stood up and shook the roasted corn in front of him on the ground.

“Aren’t you naive? Would Mu Chengxi ever have the heart to mistreat me? And do you think I look like someone who would just quietly tolerate abuse? This is delicious; you’ve just never had it before!”

“What do you want from me? Look at your men lurking around, so shady—they’re just like you!”

“And what are you doing here, not staying put in Independent State? Is it too boring for you there? Shall I find you something to do?”

Wen Xin lifted her hand and nonchalantly tossed the remaining corn cob into a nearby trash can. Her eyes, shiny and black, looked at Alfredo with a cold and distant air, with a slight uptick at the corner, conveying a sense of disdain.