He didn't know that Bo Jingzhou and Shen Wanci had already divorced. Seeing them come together, he naturally assumed they were still husband and wife.

Nie Yucheng corrected him: "Cousin, they're already divorced."

“……” Uncle Nie's hair stood on end with embarrassment. He turned his head and unleashed a torrent of words towards Nie Yu Cheng: "Forget it, just stay in the hospital. I'm going back to keep my sister-in-law company. What about that broken wallet? I'll throw it away for you when I go downstairs."

It really is karma, can't you just keep your mouth shut?

Nie Yucheng pursed his lips: "Not throwing."

"My dear, is this from your sweetheart?"

"...Hmm."

Nie's younger uncle was just about to leave when he heard this, which was quite surprising. Although his nephew was gentle and courteous, he had a terrible reputation with women. He hadn't even been in a relationship all these years: "When did this happen? Well, let me make some time to bring him back to the family so everyone can get a look at him? Your mom has practically gone gray worrying about your marriage."

Nie Yuchen looked up, his gaze falling on Shen Wanci. He was naturally a gentle person—to put it simply, he looked at telephone poles with deep affection.

Now that emotions have been added, it gives people a feeling of "for life at a glance": "As long as she is willing, anytime."

When Nie Yucheng's gaze landed on Bo Jingzhou, he took a step forward and stood in front of Shen Wanci. This lotus flower spirit didn't have any good intentions. She knew better than to leave him alone in the hospital to fend for himself.

Their gazes locked, igniting a spark of fire and steel in the air.

Nie Jia's younger uncle didn't notice the tense standoff. After greeting Bo Jingzhou, he left.

As soon as he left, Bo Jingzhou's face immediately darkened. He spread his hands and said, "Where's my wallet?"

Nie Yucheng leaned against the headboard, his hand reaching out from under the covers, holding a black wallet. It was an ordinary design, not from any particular brand. It looked new on the outside, but its style hinted at some age.

Bo Jingzhou glanced at Shen Wanci behind him, his voice filled with obvious resentment: "You sent this?"

Before, Shen Wanci had given Nie Yucheng a wallet. She bought it during her first summer job after graduating from high school. One was for his birthday, and the other was to express her gratitude for his kindness, but since men's wallets all looked pretty similar, she wasn't sure if this was the one she sent.

Seeing her silence, Bo Jingzhou understood. The more he looked at the purse in Nie Yuchen's hand, the more it bothered him, wishing he could snatch it away and throw it in the trash.

He frowned: "You've never gotten me a wallet."

It's not just about the wallet, she hasn't given him anything, and she hasn't even celebrated his birthday. Not only that, last time she even bought a gift for another old man in front of him, the man looked so embarrassed! She doesn't know which eye she had blindfolded when she gave him a wallet.

This made him think of Ginger the Second Master again.

Could it be that Shen Wanci truly prefers older men? Psychologically speaking, is this due to a lack of paternal love?

Shen Wanci raised an eyebrow and gave him a smile that was as cold as ice: "You never come home for your birthday, even if I wanted to give you something, there wouldn't be a chance, would there?"

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

He was still confidently accusing her of not caring about him, trying to use the situation to make demands, like...getting promoted, or even directly jumping to remarriage. But then, a sudden reversal caught him completely off guard.

She never bought herself gifts, in the end, he was still the one at fault.

Bo Jingzhou's anxiety grew with every passing thought. He turned his head to glare at Nie Yuchen, whose lips curled into a mocking smile as he tucked the purse in his hand back under the covers. "It seems you hold little place in Wanci's heart, after all."

This remark was like stabbing Bo Jingzhou in the heart, especially with the contrast of that wallet, the extent of the pain is self-evident.

He narrowed his eyes, staring into Nie Yu Cheng's gaze with a fury that seemed ready to explode.

Shen Wanci hurriedly grabbed him, afraid that he would be too excited and directly grab it. Nie Yucheng was still lying on the bed, and she didn't know how serious his injuries were. Besides, even if he wasn't injured, his body couldn't withstand Bo Jingzhou's punch.

"Just a wallet, if you like it, go buy it later," she glared at him, "Who was the one who rushed to the hospital as soon as they heard Yu Cheng was injured and hospitalized?"

Bo Jingzhou's bristling hair instantly smoothed down. His palm slid, naturally taking Shen Wanci's hand. He directed a yin-yang sarcastic remark toward Nie Yucheng on the hospital bed: "I'm afraid he'll die and I'll still have to give him money."

Shen Wanci: “......”

“You make so much money, are you keeping it to decorate your coffin? You can’t use that much anyway, why not build a few dozen more maids and servants to attend to you,” Who else in Kyoto, besides Gu Chenye, could dare to speak to Bo Jingzhou like this, and with such skill? He snorted: “Coming to visit someone who is sick and getting into an argument with them. You are truly a talent. If you were to go bankrupt, your mouth alone could bring you back from the brink of ruin. Open a specialized arguing service, with your skills, you could IPO within a year.”

Thin Jingzhou glanced at Shen Wanci. As soon as Gu Chenye's voice came in, she immediately retracted her hand as if electrocuted and kept a person-width distance from him.

Is that how he is with everyone?

This was the first time I found Gu Chenye so annoying.

Bo Jingzhou turned his head calmly, and when he saw Gu Chenye's face, he couldn't help frowning: "Were you abused by Yan Ji?"

After all, in Kyoto, there are few who dare to lay a hand on him.

Gu Chenye had a bruise on his forehead and a slight one at the corner of his mouth. He placed the fruit basket he was carrying on the bedside table: "No, I just tripped and fell."

What kind of difficult pose could cause such an injury?

Bo Jingzhou let out a cold laugh, not exposing him.

Nie Yu Cheng's injuries didn't seem serious. After Gu Chen Ye arrived, Bo Jing Zhou and Shen Wan Ci went out first. The ward wasn't big to begin with, and having a bunch more people in there would make it feel suffocating just to breathe.

Xiangxiang hadn't left yet. She first glanced at Bo Jingzhou, then at Shen Wanci, and said cautiously, "Wanci, can I talk to you for a moment?"

The two of them walked a few steps.

Xiangxiang glanced in Bo Jingzhou's direction, making sure he couldn't hear her before saying, "Wan Ci, Manager Nie fell down because he was trying to retrieve the wallet you gave him. The pit around there has no railings and is a bit deep. The workers all advised him not to pick it up, but he said it was something you had given him..."

After she finished speaking, she ran away.

She didn't know the complicated relationships between them, but Manager Nie was kind to them. Since he got hurt trying to pick up a wallet, she had to let Shen Wanci know.

Although she already knew in the ward, Shen Wanci was still stunned. When she came back to her senses, Bo Jingzhou had already walked behind her: "What did she tell you?"