Chapter 249
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"Who is Jin Qingling?" Song Jia asked Wu Zihao again when she received no response.
Wei Xin gritted her teeth and slowly answered for him "The woman that he loves."
"I needed one chance Lingling, just one. I would have made everything alright." Wu Zihao sobbed, looking nothing like the proud man that he was, clawing Wei Xin's heart for her love that wasn't actually hers.
For some time, she entirely forgot if there were other people in the room too. Not being able to handle his weight as his body was swaying, she helped him sit back on the barstool and holding his face gently in her palms to make him look at her, she whispered, "Wu Zihao, please calm down first."
Wu Zihao lifted his head to look at her face and took a minute to finally recognize Wei Xin. And the next moment, he leaped on her to pull her close and hugged her around her waist before he started crying loudly like a kid, making Wei Xin's heart to thud loudly inside her chest with the close proximity between them.
Feeling heartbroken to see the man that she loved, crying for some other woman, and shocked by the state he was in, she just hesitantly ran her hand over his head as he wept his heart out, patting him on his back at intervals to console him.
"Zihao, you need to stop crying first." She was trying her best to coo him but her words just made him cry even harder.
"Wei Xin, bring her back to me please." he pleaded to her amidst his crying.
"Alright, I will. But you need to calm down first and listen to what I say. Will you?"
Like an obedient child, Wu Zihao nodded his head. Song Jia who had been observing everything from the sidelines immediately grabbed a jar of water from nearby and poured some in a cup, before pushing it in front of him to drink.
"Drink this first and don't cry." Song Jia said and Wu Zihao pulled his face back from Wei Xin's belly to drink a few sips of the water. "Uncle Mingli, please get someone to clean this mess."
The butler nodded his head and immediately left the room to go out. While Wei Xin who was tightly locked in Wu Zihao's embrace felt something wet at her back. But her attention soon drifted back to Wu Zihao when Song Jia asked a question again. "So where is she now then?"
"Yang town." Wu Zihao answered after a hiccup. "She has a child with another man now and I don't want to break apart her family."
While they were talking the wetness that Wei Xin was feeling at her back increased. She took her hand behind her to feel her skirt slightly wet near her waist. To check what it was, she brought the hand in front and was shocked to see blood on the tip of her fingers.
Song Jia saw it too and immediately went behind Wei Xin to see her cloth smeared with blood that was coming out from Wu Zihao's hand. "His hand, it's bleeding!" she exasperated in shock seeing the stain on Wei Xin's cloth and the small puddle that his blood has created on the floor, right next to Wei Xin's shoes that it had gone unnoticed till now.
Wei Xin immediately pulled him back and brought his hand forward to see his entire right palm bleeding with shreds of glass stuck in it and she forgot to breathe. Probably his hand had not been in their line of sight or they were just too preoccupied by his drunken state, that they had failed to notice the wound. Wasting no time Song Jia rushed out of the room to call Butler Mingli and first aid.
"We need to rush him to the hospital now!" she said as she came back, shaking Wei Xin to bring her back to her senses who could not control her tears anymore.
Till now they had not realized that he was losing consciousness also because of the blood loss and not just because of the effect of the alcohol.
Butler Mingli soon entered the room with a few maids behind him. Wu Zihao could hardly keep his eyes awake as he continued muttering something under his breath, which was probably about Jin Qingling but no one cared about that for now.
They all helped to take Wu Zihao downstairs and into the car. Song Jia saw Wei Xin was too shocked to drive so she took the wheels in her hand, letting Wei Xin sit with Wu Zihao at the back seat of her Ferrari.
Wu Zihao was immediately pushed into a VVIP ward as soon as they reached the hospital. Song Jia exhaled as she stood against the wall outside his ward finally getting the time to catch her breath. She looked at Wei Xin and with a look of disbelief on her face, as she was still trying to wrap her head around everything that happened, she asked, "What the hell is wrong with him?"
Wei Xin stood motionlessly in front of the door of his ward, which was tightly shut now. Stream of tears, that she had tried so hard to control, couldn't be held back anymore and they flew out slowly. She could still feel her body slightly trembling with the shock of everything and the picture of his hand smeared with blood, was not getting out of her head.
She wanted to forget him, but her love for him ran too deep to be forgotten. The state that she saw him in today, made it very clear to her. However, she could not help cursing Jin Qingling in her mind because, in her opinion, she was responsible for bringing him to his current state.
Will he be fine?
Why did he do this?
Why could she not understand the love that he held for her?
Or, why could Wu Zihao not understand the love that she had for him and forget that woman?
Such were the questions that ran on her mind, answers to which she didn't have.
Song Jia had been observing Wei Xin's reaction from the beginning and she felt as if there was something, other than this Jin Qingling girl, something about Wei Xin that she didn't know.
She went closer to her and placed her hand on her shoulder to ask softly, "Are you fine?"
Wei Xin, as if she was lost in her own thoughts, didn't hear anything that was asked to her. Song Jia shook her again to only make her turn to her, hug her hard and cry. She was too shocked to keep her composure because she had never expected to see Wu Zihao in such a defeated state, and especially not for some other woman.
"He is fine Wei Xin. He just lost some blood and will recover soon." Song Jia hugged her back as she comforted her sobbing friend. After a minute she pulled her to a couch nearby and brought a cup of water for her to drink.
Song Jia waited for her to finish it before asking, "Do you like him?"
Wei Xin's hand holding the cup paused near her mouth for a brief, before a bitter smile appeared on her lips. "It doesn't matter. He has someone else in his heart."
After a short pause, she told him everything that she knew about Jin Qingling and Wu Zihao. "She was the reason he left for the states, to find her but he could not at that time."
"But he said she is in Yang town." Song Jia recalled his words.
"Maybe she returned and that explains his current condition. He would harm himself but never hurt her."
"What do you want to do now?" Asked Song Jia again. Both Wei Xin and Wu Zihao were her very close friends and she would be the happiest to ship them together, but there was another angle involved and she didn't want to mess things even further by interfering where it was not required. It was something that the people involved needed to figure out on their own. She decided to watch from the sidelines and be present for both of them if they needed her but would not actively do anything on her own accord.
Wei Xin wiped her tears and cleared her throat, regaining her composure. "The right thing."
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"Who is Jin Qingling?" Song Jia asked Wu Zihao again when she received no response.
Wei Xin gritted her teeth and slowly answered for him "The woman that he loves."
"I needed one chance Lingling, just one. I would have made everything alright." Wu Zihao sobbed, looking nothing like the proud man that he was, clawing Wei Xin's heart for her love that wasn't actually hers.
For some time, she entirely forgot if there were other people in the room too. Not being able to handle his weight as his body was swaying, she helped him sit back on the barstool and holding his face gently in her palms to make him look at her, she whispered, "Wu Zihao, please calm down first."
Wu Zihao lifted his head to look at her face and took a minute to finally recognize Wei Xin. And the next moment, he leaped on her to pull her close and hugged her around her waist before he started crying loudly like a kid, making Wei Xin's heart to thud loudly inside her chest with the close proximity between them.
Feeling heartbroken to see the man that she loved, crying for some other woman, and shocked by the state he was in, she just hesitantly ran her hand over his head as he wept his heart out, patting him on his back at intervals to console him.
"Zihao, you need to stop crying first." She was trying her best to coo him but her words just made him cry even harder.
"Wei Xin, bring her back to me please." he pleaded to her amidst his crying.
"Alright, I will. But you need to calm down first and listen to what I say. Will you?"
Like an obedient child, Wu Zihao nodded his head. Song Jia who had been observing everything from the sidelines immediately grabbed a jar of water from nearby and poured some in a cup, before pushing it in front of him to drink.
"Drink this first and don't cry." Song Jia said and Wu Zihao pulled his face back from Wei Xin's belly to drink a few sips of the water. "Uncle Mingli, please get someone to clean this mess."
The butler nodded his head and immediately left the room to go out. While Wei Xin who was tightly locked in Wu Zihao's embrace felt something wet at her back. But her attention soon drifted back to Wu Zihao when Song Jia asked a question again. "So where is she now then?"
"Yang town." Wu Zihao answered after a hiccup. "She has a child with another man now and I don't want to break apart her family."
While they were talking the wetness that Wei Xin was feeling at her back increased. She took her hand behind her to feel her skirt slightly wet near her waist. To check what it was, she brought the hand in front and was shocked to see blood on the tip of her fingers.
Song Jia saw it too and immediately went behind Wei Xin to see her cloth smeared with blood that was coming out from Wu Zihao's hand. "His hand, it's bleeding!" she exasperated in shock seeing the stain on Wei Xin's cloth and the small puddle that his blood has created on the floor, right next to Wei Xin's shoes that it had gone unnoticed till now.
Wei Xin immediately pulled him back and brought his hand forward to see his entire right palm bleeding with shreds of glass stuck in it and she forgot to breathe. Probably his hand had not been in their line of sight or they were just too preoccupied by his drunken state, that they had failed to notice the wound. Wasting no time Song Jia rushed out of the room to call Butler Mingli and first aid.
"We need to rush him to the hospital now!" she said as she came back, shaking Wei Xin to bring her back to her senses who could not control her tears anymore.
Till now they had not realized that he was losing consciousness also because of the blood loss and not just because of the effect of the alcohol.
Butler Mingli soon entered the room with a few maids behind him. Wu Zihao could hardly keep his eyes awake as he continued muttering something under his breath, which was probably about Jin Qingling but no one cared about that for now.
They all helped to take Wu Zihao downstairs and into the car. Song Jia saw Wei Xin was too shocked to drive so she took the wheels in her hand, letting Wei Xin sit with Wu Zihao at the back seat of her Ferrari.
Wu Zihao was immediately pushed into a VVIP ward as soon as they reached the hospital. Song Jia exhaled as she stood against the wall outside his ward finally getting the time to catch her breath. She looked at Wei Xin and with a look of disbelief on her face, as she was still trying to wrap her head around everything that happened, she asked, "What the hell is wrong with him?"
Wei Xin stood motionlessly in front of the door of his ward, which was tightly shut now. Stream of tears, that she had tried so hard to control, couldn't be held back anymore and they flew out slowly. She could still feel her body slightly trembling with the shock of everything and the picture of his hand smeared with blood, was not getting out of her head.
She wanted to forget him, but her love for him ran too deep to be forgotten. The state that she saw him in today, made it very clear to her. However, she could not help cursing Jin Qingling in her mind because, in her opinion, she was responsible for bringing him to his current state.
Will he be fine?
Why did he do this?
Why could she not understand the love that he held for her?
Or, why could Wu Zihao not understand the love that she had for him and forget that woman?
Such were the questions that ran on her mind, answers to which she didn't have.
Song Jia had been observing Wei Xin's reaction from the beginning and she felt as if there was something, other than this Jin Qingling girl, something about Wei Xin that she didn't know.
She went closer to her and placed her hand on her shoulder to ask softly, "Are you fine?"
Wei Xin, as if she was lost in her own thoughts, didn't hear anything that was asked to her. Song Jia shook her again to only make her turn to her, hug her hard and cry. She was too shocked to keep her composure because she had never expected to see Wu Zihao in such a defeated state, and especially not for some other woman.
"He is fine Wei Xin. He just lost some blood and will recover soon." Song Jia hugged her back as she comforted her sobbing friend. After a minute she pulled her to a couch nearby and brought a cup of water for her to drink.
Song Jia waited for her to finish it before asking, "Do you like him?"
Wei Xin's hand holding the cup paused near her mouth for a brief, before a bitter smile appeared on her lips. "It doesn't matter. He has someone else in his heart."
After a short pause, she told him everything that she knew about Jin Qingling and Wu Zihao. "She was the reason he left for the states, to find her but he could not at that time."
"But he said she is in Yang town." Song Jia recalled his words.
"Maybe she returned and that explains his current condition. He would harm himself but never hurt her."
"What do you want to do now?" Asked Song Jia again. Both Wei Xin and Wu Zihao were her very close friends and she would be the happiest to ship them together, but there was another angle involved and she didn't want to mess things even further by interfering where it was not required. It was something that the people involved needed to figure out on their own. She decided to watch from the sidelines and be present for both of them if they needed her but would not actively do anything on her own accord.
Wei Xin wiped her tears and cleared her throat, regaining her composure. "The right thing."
"Who is Jin Qingling?" Song Jia asked Wu Zihao again when she received no response.Wei Xin gritted her teeth and slowly answered for him "The woman that he loves.""I needed one chance Lingling, just one. I would have made everything alright." Wu Zihao sobbed, looking nothing like the proud man that he was, clawing Wei Xin's heart for her love that wasn't actually hers.For some time, she entirely forgot if there were other people in the room too. Not being able to handle his weight as his body was swaying, she helped him sit back on the barstool and holding his face gently in her palms to make him look at her, she whispered, "Wu Zihao, please calm down first."Wu Zihao lifted his head to look at her face and took a minute to finally recognize Wei Xin. And the next moment, he leaped on her to pull her close and hugged her around her waist before he started crying loudly like a kid, making Wei Xin's heart to thud loudly inside her chest with the close proximity between them.Feeling heartbroken to see the man that she loved, crying for some other woman, and shocked by the state he was in, she just hesitantly ran her hand over his head as he wept his heart out, patting him on his back at intervals to console him."Zihao, you need to stop crying first." She was trying her best to coo him but her words just made him cry even harder."Wei Xin, bring her back to me please." he pleaded to her amidst his crying."Alright, I will. But you need to calm down first and listen to what I say. Will you?"Like an obedient child, Wu Zihao nodded his head. Song Jia who had been observing everything from the sidelines immediately grabbed a jar of water from nearby and poured some in a cup, before pushing it in front of him to drink."Drink this first and don't cry." Song Jia said and Wu Zihao pulled his face back from Wei Xin's belly to drink a few sips of the water. "Uncle Mingli, please get someone to clean this mess."The butler nodded his head and immediately left the room to go out. While Wei Xin who was tightly locked in Wu Zihao's embrace felt something wet at her back. But her attention soon drifted back to Wu Zihao when Song Jia asked a question again. "So where is she now then?""Yang town." Wu Zihao answered after a hiccup. "She has a child with another man now and I don't want to break apart her family."While they were talking the wetness that Wei Xin was feeling at her back increased. She took her hand behind her to feel her skirt slightly wet near her waist. To check what it was, she brought the hand in front and was shocked to see blood on the tip of her fingers.Song Jia saw it too and immediately went behind Wei Xin to see her cloth smeared with blood that was coming out from Wu Zihao's hand. "His hand, it's bleeding!" she exasperated in shock seeing the stain on Wei Xin's cloth and the small puddle that his blood has created on the floor, right next to Wei Xin's shoes that it had gone unnoticed till now.Wei Xin immediately pulled him back and brought his hand forward to see his entire right palm bleeding with shreds of glass stuck in it and she forgot to breathe. Probably his hand had not been in their line of sight or they were just too preoccupied by his drunken state, that they had failed to notice the wound. Wasting no time Song Jia rushed out of the room to call Butler Mingli and first aid."We need to rush him to the hospital now!" she said as she came back, shaking Wei Xin to bring her back to her senses who could not control her tears anymore.Till now they had not realized that he was losing consciousness also because of the blood loss and not just because of the effect of the alcohol.Butler Mingli soon entered the room with a few maids behind him. Wu Zihao could hardly keep his eyes awake as he continued muttering something under his breath, which was probably about Jin Qingling but no one cared about that for now.They all helped to take Wu Zihao downstairs and into the car. Song Jia saw Wei Xin was too shocked to drive so she took the wheels in her hand, letting Wei Xin sit with Wu Zihao at the back seat of her Ferrari.Wu Zihao was immediately pushed into a VVIP ward as soon as they reached the hospital. Song Jia exhaled as she stood against the wall outside his ward finally getting the time to catch her breath. She looked at Wei Xin and with a look of disbelief on her face, as she was still trying to wrap her head around everything that happened, she asked, "What the hell is wrong with him?"Wei Xin stood motionlessly in front of the door of his ward, which was tightly shut now. Stream of tears, that she had tried so hard to control, couldn't be held back anymore and they flew out slowly. She could still feel her body slightly trembling with the shock of everything and the picture of his hand smeared with blood, was not getting out of her head.She wanted to forget him, but her love for him ran too deep to be forgotten. The state that she saw him in today, made it very clear to her. However, she could not help cursing Jin Qingling in her mind because, in her opinion, she was responsible for bringing him to his current state.Will he be fine?Why did he do this?Why could she not understand the love that he held for her?Or, why could Wu Zihao not understand the love that she had for him and forget that woman?Such were the questions that ran on her mind, answers to which she didn't have.Song Jia had been observing Wei Xin's reaction from the beginning and she felt as if there was something, other than this Jin Qingling girl, something about Wei Xin that she didn't know.She went closer to her and placed her hand on her shoulder to ask softly, "Are you fine?"Wei Xin, as if she was lost in her own thoughts, didn't hear anything that was asked to her. Song Jia shook her again to only make her turn to her, hug her hard and cry. She was too shocked to keep her composure because she had never expected to see Wu Zihao in such a defeated state, and especially not for some other woman."He is fine Wei Xin. He just lost some blood and will recover soon." Song Jia hugged her back as she comforted her sobbing friend. After a minute she pulled her to a couch nearby and brought a cup of water for her to drink.Song Jia waited for her to finish it before asking, "Do you like him?"Wei Xin's hand holding the cup paused near her mouth for a brief, before a bitter smile appeared on her lips. "It doesn't matter. He has someone else in his heart."After a short pause, she told him everything that she knew about Jin Qingling and Wu Zihao. "She was the reason he left for the states, to find her but he could not at that time.""But he said she is in Yang town." Song Jia recalled his words."Maybe she returned and that explains his current condition. He would harm himself but never hurt her.""What do you want to do now?" Asked Song Jia again. Both Wei Xin and Wu Zihao were her very close friends and she would be the happiest to ship them together, but there was another angle involved and she didn't want to mess things even further by interfering where it was not required. It was something that the people involved needed to figure out on their own. She decided to watch from the sidelines and be present for both of them if they needed her but would not actively do anything on her own accord.Wei Xin wiped her tears and cleared her throat, regaining her composure. "The right thing."
