Wen Xiangyang only needed to think of Mu Lingqian, to think of the child growing inside her, and she felt fearless.
What she must do now is protect herself and her baby, take care of Ye Ying, and wait for Mu Lingqian to come rescue them.
At the door, the food that Leng Xing had delivered still sat untouched. Wen Xiangyang didn't dare eat anything he brought.
Retracting her gaze, she turned back to the bed where Ye Ying lay sprawled. "Ye Ying, endure just one more day. Young Master Mu will definitely come very soon. You'll be fine—when that time comes, it will be Leng Xing's day of reckoning!"
Ye Ying had been unconscious for four or five hours before finally showing a hint of awareness. Even in his hazy state, he kept muttering, "Water."
When Wen Xiangyang heard Ye Ying's words, she rose to her feet again and marched to the door, pounding on it furiously. "Leng Xing! Leng Xing, get out here!"