On his way back, after Tang Shuo finished buying some things, a message popped up on his phone, it was from his friend.
[There you go, open it and check it out. Someone posted another video on the Internet. It seems that your little baby cat has some teeth.]
Tang Shuo quickly opened the link to watch the video. In the video, Wen Niannan grabbed Shen Luoan by the wrist with all his strength, asking him where that song came from. Shen Luoan struggled to be released by his hold, shouting in pain.
The video stopped there abruptly. Anyone who watched it would think that Mr. Gu's spouse was jealous that the little lover could play with Gu Yansheng, so he decided to defame him and steal his work.
It was clear that someone wanted to discredit Wen Niannan, and they did it, all the directions of the comments turned against Wen Niannan, they were accusing him while supporting Shen Luoan's innocence.
[Oh my god, the little prince is so miserable, he was framed for stealing music, who thinks the spouse is? ]
[I'll always support the divine CP, that ugly vicious man can die!]
[If you're going to say that someone stole your melody, then you show some proof, you can't slander the little prince without any evidence. It's too cruel.]
[The little prince's wrist was all red, it must be very painful, you poor thing!]
[The former partner is so despicable, now I know why Gu hates him]
[I knew it, these two used to be the CP of our school, they were together since high school]
Seeing students from highschool started to meddle, Tang Shuo realized that he couldn't do anything to hide the past, that thought made him angrier.
He wondered if Wen Niannan watched it, he hurried up walking fast towards the room, when he arrived, the man on the bed was looking at something on the tablet.
Something in Tang Shuo's heart was shaken. How he couldn't see that he cared about it so much...
Pretending to have just returned from the outside, Tang Shuo pushed the door walking in: "I'm back, it's cold outside."
"Niannan, I bought some porridge, do you want some?" Tang Shuo tried to feed him, but he was evaded by him.
Wen Niannan lowered the tablet taking the porridge, scooped up a spoonful, putting it in his mouth, the thick flavor of the rice reached every part of his mouth.
"Tang Shuo."
"Huh? What's the matter?"
"I'm leaving the hospital."
The unexpected words of Wen Niannan made Tang Shuo's egg fall from his hand.
"You...how can you be discharged from the hospital if you're still sick?" The doctor told him that he had to stay for observation, but just when Wen Niannan woke up, he wanted to leave the hospital so suddenly, that made Tang Shuo enter in a panic.
Wen Niannan removed his sight from the porridge to look at Tang Shuo with sorry in his eyes, he firmly said: "I'm already fine. When I get home, I'll just ask Aunt Lan to pay more attention to my diet. You've been in the hospital with me for the past two days. I can't delay your work anymore."
"I have nothing to do in my studio. I can be with you without problems."
Tang Shuo was very afraid that he suddenly wanted to leave after watching the videos and comments on the Internet, afraid that he would do something stupid.
"I'm in good shape now. I asked the doctor early after you left to buy. The doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital, as long as I stay at home. You can't just take care of me, you have your own business to worry about."
Wen Niannan felt very sorry for Tang Shuo, he knew everything Tang Shuo did for him, but the more he did, the more guilty he felt in his heart because he couldn't give Tang Shuo any kind of hope, that only would be crueler to him.
"When are you going to be discharged? I'll do all the paperwork." Said Tang Shuo, unable to stop him.
"Now."
"Now? Why so soon?"
"Well, I have something to do."
Wen Niannan looked at the tablet placed on the nightstand, with an unreadable look on his eyes.
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