He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 202 When the White Moonlight Overturns the Plot 9

Last night there was a large-scale performance, and Brother Li gave everyone the day off, so today is a rare day off.

Wen Yan didn't fully wake up until after 1 p.m. She picked up her phone, unlocked it, and saw an unread message from Fu Chen.

Wen Yan replied to each message carefully. When she saw that Fu Chen had already made an appointment with a doctor for her, she paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then replied with a "okay".

After putting down my phone, I sat on the bed in a daze, wondering whether I should tell my grandparents about seeing a doctor.

She had many concerns. Her grandparents were getting old, and she was afraid they would become ill from worry. Also, it wasn't good to keep them worrying about her.

But even if I don't tell them, the fact that I'm taking medication and undergoing treatment can't be hidden from them.

After thinking it over and over, nothing seemed right, so Wen Yan decided to stop thinking about it and wait until she saw the doctor.

Seeing that it was already two o'clock, and feeling a bit unwell, I finally got out of bed, washed up, and went downstairs.

Grandma Wen immediately stood up upon hearing footsteps, took a few steps, took Wen Yan's hand, her eyes smiling and her gaze loving: "Little Yan is awake? You did a great job last night."

As she spoke, she touched Wen Yan's soft hair, feeling a little uneasy, knowing that her granddaughter was in a bad mood.

Although he was smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he seemed listless, like a flower petal wilted after being exposed to the scorching sun.

Wen Yan replied softly, "Yes, thank you, Grandma."

After speaking, she walked to the table and sat down, eating in small bites. Old Man Wen and Old Lady Wen remained silent for a while, and only after she finished eating did she take out another document.

Wen Yan took the document and casually flipped through a few pages. It contained Xiao Yichen's scandalous information. She tossed it aside and looked calmly at the two of them: "Grandpa and Grandma, I've known about this for a long time."

Old Man Wen grew anxious: "You knew but didn't tell us?"

Wen Yan pursed her lips, like a deflated balloon, without a trace of a smile, only exhaustion. Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible: "Would you believe me if I told you?"

It's hard to believe that Xiao Yichen, who was heartbroken upon learning she had gone abroad, treated her grandparents like family and visited them frequently, cared about her in every way, and provided her with money, effort, and manpower, was actually having a four-year-long affair with another woman.

This woman even had an abortion for him, shielded him from a knife, and they made love countless times.

Most importantly, this woman looks about 80% like her.

After Wen Yan finished speaking, the living room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Old Man Wen and Old Lady Wen opened their mouths several times, but then awkwardly closed them again.

They really won't believe it.

After all, he's been living under my nose for four years, so I always wanted to give him a chance to explain.

"Grandma, would you rather believe a stranger can take care of me than believe that I can take care of myself?"

Wen Yan's voice was gentle and not aggressive, but what she said surprised Old Mrs. Wen.

After saying this, Wen Yan continued to bury herself in her soup, and the only sound in the living room was the slight noise of the soup spoon accidentally hitting the side of the bowl.

She could understand what Old Man Wen and Old Lady Wen meant, but they interfered in too many things, so much so that their shadows were everywhere in the original owner's life.

From small things like clothes and hairstyles to big things like friends and hobbies, now even the rest of one's life needs to be planned.

"Xiao Yan... I'm sorry."

Old Man Wen apologized in a trembling voice, and after saying this, his back slumped down instantly, as if he had aged more than ten years.

"It's alright, Grandpa."

-

The weather was fine the next day, so Wen Yan asked Brother Li for leave and went to see a psychologist.

But when she actually stood at the door, she hesitated. She looked at Fu Chen beside her, feeling uneasy: "What if it's serious?"

"It's not serious. You're just having a temporary phase and it doesn't mean you have a psychological problem."

Fu Chen's voice was gentle and very persuasive to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the door and went inside.

When she came out again, two hours later, the doctor did not tell Wen Yan the results, but instead called Fu Chen in to talk.

Mild depression.

Fu Chen couldn't describe the feeling; the air inside his chest felt frozen, and he trembled with every breath, his fingers completely stiffening.

Seeing his unusual reaction, Xiao Junjian quickly composed himself and said, "You've come just in time. Her condition isn't serious and she doesn't need medication. Just keep her in a good mood and don't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do. She'll have a follow-up check-up in a month."

"it is good."

Fu Chen couldn't remember how he stood up; his legs felt like they didn't belong to him. He struggled to get up twice before he could stand up straight by holding onto the chair.

how come?

Perhaps seeing how heartbroken he was, Xiao Junjian sighed and said, "Try to think positively, young man. Her situation is already considered good... but a heart ailment requires a heart remedy."

"Take her out more often; when she's in a good mood, everything will be alright."

"it is good."

Fu Chen pushed open the door and saw Wen Yan sitting on a bench in the hospital, head down, quiet and seemingly lost in thought.

Hearing the noise, she looked at him, managed a smile, which quickly faded.

Fu Chen quickly walked to her side, half-squatted down and hugged her slender body, his strength so great that he almost mashed her into his body.

What happened? They had only known each other for half a month when she fell ill, and his heart ached as if it were about to break.

Judging from his reaction, Wen Yan seemed to have guessed what was going on. Her blood ran cold and her hands and feet turned icy.

After feeling Fu Chen tremble, she hesitated for a moment, put her hand on his shoulder, and slowly hugged him back. Her voice was very soft, and it could be easily covered up if she shouted a little louder.

But Fu Chen heard her and asked, "Will I ever get better?"

"Yes, definitely."

Wen Yan stopped talking and nodded gently. She looked like a paper doll that had been crushed into a ball. Fu Chen had never noticed how thin she was.

Fu Chen released her and turned to look at her: "Have you been eating well lately?"

Judging from his tone, it didn't sound like he was joking, so Wen Yan blinked and nodded.

"Then eat more next time."

Fu Chen asked to go again.

Wen Yan could only agree: "Okay."

Fu Chen wanted Wen Yan to video chat with him during all three meals a day, but then he remembered the doctor's words that he shouldn't easily disrupt her original life and should proceed gradually. So he suppressed this idea and instead took Wen Yan out to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Fu Chen suddenly looked up and asked, "Do you like the violin?"

He remembered that she learned to play the violin under the arrangement of Old Man Wen, and it was also at his instruction that she went abroad to study.

"Don't rush to answer, think about it first and then we'll talk."

Wen Yan paused in her eating, and after thinking for a long time, she said, "I like it. I'm very happy when I practice the piano."

"it is good."

After dinner, Fu Chen drove Wen Yan home as usual. As usual, Wen Yan tried to persuade him to stay, thinking that Fu Chen would refuse. However, after he tidied his clothes, he took out a bunch of things and prepared to go inside with Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was dumbfounded. When did he buy it?

"There's too much stuff." Wen Yan pulled him back.

"Not many, there are more to come."

The scale of the event made Wen Yan think it was a meeting with the parents, even though their relationship wasn't officially confirmed yet.

Wen Yan felt dizzy and disoriented. She had been led into her familiar home by Fu Chen, and she was completely bewildered when she saw her grandparents.

Seeing that Wen Yan was clearly out of sorts, Old Man Wen simply sent her away: "Xiao Yan, go check if the flowers in the yard have been watered."

Wen Yan nodded, then closed the door and went out to help tend to the flowers in the yard.

Fu Chen didn't come out until the sun was almost setting. Wen Yan was sitting on a wooden chair in the courtyard, lost in thought. Fu Chen walked up to her and then realized what was happening, and quickly got up.

"Will you give me a ride?"

Wen Yan subconsciously looked at Old Man Wen, and only after seeing him nod did she fluff up her skirt and step out a step behind Fu Chen.