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“Since I returned home this morning, I haven’t seen you at all. The one attending at Father’s bedside has always been Wanwan alone. Even her maid said she hasn’t slept for several nights!” Wei Yichen stated.
“Who told you I wasn’t attending to him? Was it Wei Qingwan, Mother, or someone else in the household?” Wei Ruo demanded.
“What are you trying to say?” Wei Yichen frowned deeply.
“Did Wei Qingwan tell you that she’s been the one taking care of Father these past few days?” Wei Ruo let out a cold laugh.
“Don’t slander Wanwan. She never said anything like that. After I came home, I didn’t see you at all. From morning to night, Wanwan was the one running around taking care of everything. I asked her where you were, and she said you might not be feeling well and were resting in your courtyard. She didn’t say a single bad word about you—she even tried her best to cover for you!”
The conclusion that Wei Ruo hadn’t been attending at her father’s bedside was drawn by Wei Yichen himself. Wei Qingwan hadn’t said it outright, but seeing her deliberately cover for Wei Ruo, he had guessed as much.
“Oh? Is that what she said? Then I’ll go ask her directly.”
After saying that, Wei Ruo strode toward Cangyun Courtyard.
Wei Yichen froze for a moment, then quickly followed after her.
“What are you trying to do?” he called out from behind.
“I’m going to seek justice for myself. And this slap—I won’t take it for nothing!” Wei Ruo stopped and replied, her gaze cold and resolute.
Wei Yichen was momentarily shaken by her expression, but on second thought, he believed he had done nothing wrong. If his younger sister neglected their parents and wasn’t corrected, the consequences would be even worse
Wei Ruo quickly entered Wei Mingting’s room. Inside, Yun Shi and Wei Qingwan were both present.
Seeing Wei Ruo rush in, everyone in the room looked at her in surprise.
“Ruo’er, what are you doing? Your father is resting—be gentle, don’t rush in like that,” Yun Shi scolded softly.
Wei Ruo did not respond. Her gaze fell on Wei Mingting lying on the bed, and she spoke first,
“Father, I’m sorry. You haven’t fully recovered, and I shouldn’t have come in to disturb you at this time and affect your rest. But I was slapped as soon as I returned home today. I believe that slap was unjust, and I want to seek justice for myself.”
Hearing this, Wei Mingting frowned, and Yun Shi’s expression also changed.
Everyone looked at Wei Ruo’s cheek. The handprint was already beginning to show—it was clear the slap had not been light.
Yun Shi hurriedly said, “No matter who hit you, don’t bring this up in front of your father while he’s ill. Let’s go somewhere else, I will see that you get justice.”
Although she didn’t know why her daughter had been slapped, Yun Shi didn’t want it to affect her husband’s rest.
“No need. I understand Father’s condition, this level of disturbance won’t worsen it,” Wei Ruo said, refusing to move.
She knew Wei Mingting’s condition better than anyone. A bit of commotion wouldn’t aggravate his injuries.
“Ruo’er, speak,” Wei Mingting said. Compared to yesterday, he was much better today, and speaking had become easier.
Seeing Wei Ruo like this, Wei Mingting, as her father, also wanted to know what was going on.
Since Wei Mingting had spoken, Yun Shi couldn’t say anything further.
Wei Ruo walked up to Wei Qingwan, her eyes fixed on her—sharp and piercing, leaving her nowhere to hide.
“Sister?” Wei Qingwan looked at Wei Ruo with confusion and fear, timidly raising her head.
“I’ve heard that these past few days, you’ve been the one taking care of Father?” Wei Ruo asked.
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