Chapter 101: They'll only blame me for being useless

The older female cousin walked forward a few steps on her knees, crying, "I was wrong, A Ling, please forgive me, I just had a momentary lapse."

Wen Ling stepped back two steps and said to Wen Zhuo, "Please go check on him; I feel he's awake."

Wen Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then nodded and walked out.

As the door was about to close, he clearly heard the shrill screams and shouts from inside.

Wen Zhuo lowered his gaze, stood in place for a long while before stepping toward Zhou Yinhe's room.

Zhou Yinhe was helped up by the servant; at that moment he was leaning against the headboard, hearing the room door open, he thought it was Wen Ling returning, but unexpectedly saw Wen Zhuo.

He gave a light smile, his lips pale from excessive blood loss, and weakly said, "Where is your sister?"

"She's busy, so I came to check on you." Wen Zhuo sat on the stool placed beside the bed, lowering his gaze without looking at him.

Zhou Yinhe still wore a smile, staring at Wen Zhuo for a long time before quietly saying, "This matter, was it you who stirred things up?"

Wen Zhuo's pupils shrank sharply, he stared intently at Zhou Yinhe, meeting the contempt in Zhou Yinhe's eyes; he only opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Zhou Yinhe said lightly, "You instigated them to kill me, but I never expected they would develop feelings for Ling Ling. I didn't even expect that I already knew about this when you did it."

"Since you know, why would you still let them attack my sister! What if you failed to protect her—have you even considered that?" Wen Zhuo sprang to his feet; the stool clattered to the floor with a loud bang, the servant standing in the doorway heard the sound and hesitated, not daring to enter.

Zhou Yinhe's lips curled slightly, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, saying, "Because, they want to hurt me."

Wen Zhuo looked at him in disbelief, gritting his teeth.

He is very smart; otherwise Wen Ling would not have entrusted the Wen Family to him to manage, and he naturally understood the twists and turns in Zhou Yinhe's words.

He intended to use someone else to kill his enemy, but he didn't expect the other party to develop other thoughts because of it; and after Zhou Yinhe found out, he merely suppressed the other party's thoughts, putting on a show of wanting to kill Wen Ling so that he could play the hero saving the beauty.

Wen Zhuo gave a light chuckle, licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and slowly nodded, "Well schemed."

"Don't worry, I won't tell your sister." Zhou Yinhe closed his eyes and said softly, "As long as you fulfill your duty as a brother."

Wen Zhuo clenched his fists, turned and strode away, ordering the servant: "Take good care of her, wait for the young lady to return."

The servant cautiously glanced at his complexion, saw that his expression remained gentle, then breathed a sigh of relief, responded, and returned to the room.

Zhou Yinhe was pretending to rest, when the servant softly asked, "Young master, would you like to lie down and rest?"

He didn't open his eyes, only asking, "Where did your young lady go?"

The servant also didn't know, and dared not casually inquire about the master's household news.

"Don't worry about me; I'll call you if I need anything." Zhou Yinhe turned his head to look out the window.

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Wen Ling lowered her eyes to wipe her fingers, while Wen Lao sat beside her, sipping tea with an indifferent expression, showing that he was accustomed to his precious granddaughter's thunderous methods.

After all, coming from this den of tigers and wolves, how could one have no ability for self-defense at all?

If she were truly a helpless young lady to be pushed around, she would have long been schemed against until nothing remained.

When Wen Zhuo returned, the two had already been dragged away by the bodyguards; incense burned in the room to mask the faint smell of blood, and Wen Ling sat beside Wen Lao, speaking with a smiling expression.

"Sister, he's awake."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ling said to the old gentleman, "Grandfather, I'll go check on him first."

Wen Lao nodded, and after she left, Wen Lao instructed Wen Zhuo.

"Go add more fuel to the fire; your sister still isn't ruthless enough."

When the room door was opened again, Zhou Yinhe instinctively thought it was Wen Ling returning; he looked up toward the entrance, and upon seeing Wen Ling, he smiled and shifted his body, wanting to get out of bed to find her.

"Don't move." Wen Ling hurried over, stopped his movement, and frowned as she scolded, "Doesn't it hurt? Why are you moving around?"

"Why did you only come back now? When I woke up, I didn't see you, and I thought you had abandoned me." Zhou Yinhe stepped forward, leaned into Wen Ling's embrace, and complained aggrievedly, "You only let your brother come see me—how heartless."

"Am I the heartless one?" Wen Ling grabbed his ear, and he laughed in exasperation, "You should blame yourself—just because you woke up while I was away."

Zhou Yinhe murmured, "Okay."

Wen Ling gently patted his back, "The person behind this has been caught—it's my grandfather's brother's granddaughter and son-in-law."

"Mm." Zhou Yinhe knew, but he couldn't let Wen Ling see that, so he asked, "Where are they now?"

"They've been locked in the basement, their arms and legs crippled, and they've gone mad." Wen Ling didn't hide it from him, continuing, "Your sister called your family; they already know about this, and are now on a plane to M Country."

"What?" Zhou Yinhe frowned tightly, leaned back a little because the movement pulled at his wound, he hissed, and just as Wen Ling was about to show concern, he displeased said, "Why tell them? It needlessly worries them, and it's not a big deal."

"If they could keep it secret, they'd surely come and scold me first, then my mother would start nagging endlessly." Just thinking about it gave Zhou Yinhe a headache.

Wen Ling chuckled, "Even if they couldn't guess, would the bodyguards by your side dare not speak? Even if those by your side wouldn't, what about those by your sister's side? Those people wouldn't listen to you."

Wen Ling lightly flicked his forehead with a finger, feeling somewhat worried, "I only hope they won't blame me for dragging you into trouble."

"Don't worry, they'll only scold me for being useless, for protecting my wife is expected, but letting myself get hurt—definitely useless." Zhou Yinhe understood his parents; after they approved Wen Ling and him being together, they wouldn't blame Wen Ling for him getting hurt while protecting her.

He was even more worried than Wen Ling; after lying down slowly, he said heartbrokenly, "Once I recover, my father will definitely send me to my second uncle's place, then have my second uncle train me properly—I definitely won't be out in less than ten days or half a month."

Wen Ling knew Zhou Yinhe's second uncle and his identity, couldn't help but laugh, carefully stepped forward, lowered her eyes, and left a light kiss on Zhou Yinhe's cheek.

"It's fine; I'll come see you when the time comes."

Zhou Yinhe took her hand, lowered his eyes to play with it, and said seriously, "Don't worry about those things; I know my parents very well. When I was little, the kitten my grandfather raised climbed a tree and couldn't get down; I went to rescue the kitten and accidentally fell, and my parents only said I was useless, couldn't even climb a tree."

Ning Qing, although she dotes on her son, hopes even more that he will have the ability to protect himself and to protect others.

Although Ning Qing doted on her little son, she hoped even more that her little son would have the ability to protect himself and the ability to protect others.