Chapter 223 Where do you get the confidence to think I will always love you?

After returning to northern Beijing last year, Lin Yan and Mo Xue's contact became increasingly frequent.

Perhaps it was because the two of them had similar experiences, and they could empathize with each other on many things without having to say much.

Gradually, she and Mo Xue became friends.

Since she brought Shu Zhicheng back home, she didn't know how to take care of an elderly person with dementia at first.

Mo Xue helped her a lot.

After she started working, she had even less time, and it was Mo Xue who helped her take care of Shu Zhicheng.

Mo Xue doesn't like to laugh and looks cold.

But he is a warm and kind person at heart.

"I made some soup and brought it to Uncle Shu." Mo Xue walked towards her with her down jacket. "Uncle Shu has gone to bed. You should also go to bed early. I'm leaving first."

"Mo Xue, I've hired a nanny. You're already tired from work, so don't run back and forth to take care of my dad."

"Lin Yan, haven't you helped me a lot? It's mutual."

Lin Yan looked at Mo Xue's recovered face and had forgotten what she looked like when she was covered with scars.

She has a good foundation, and after plastic surgery to remove her scars, she can be considered a delicate beauty.

"Are there any side effects from plastic surgery? I read online that my face will become stiff and some nerves will ache."

Mo Xue shook her head: "No. Compared to wearing a mask every day and not being able to see people, I am very satisfied now. Lin Yan, I will collect the plastic surgery fee and return it to you as soon as possible."

"I'm not short of money, so I'm not in a hurry." Lin Yan asked, "By the way, are you tired of working at Manzun? Are you adapting well?"

"Not tired. I have no education or experience, and I'm already very satisfied to be able to work in a big hotel like Manzun. Lin Yan, thank you."

"Again." Lin Yan: "You're so polite."

Mo Xue: "Okay, you should rest early. I'll go back first."

"Mo Xue."

Mo Xue noticed the strange emotion in her eyes.

"Bad mood?"

Lin Yan took a deep breath: "Want to drink with me?"

Mo Xue put down her coat and said, "Drink."

Lin Yan opened a bottle of red wine and the two of them snuggled up on the sofa.

Seeing that she was worried, Mo Xue said, "Lin Yan, you've just recovered from your illness. Try to control your emotions and don't worry too much."

Lin Yan took a sip of red wine and smiled: "The thing I can control best now is my emotions."

Mo Xue clinked her wine glass: "Tell me, what happened?"

Lin Yan gently shook the goblet, staring at the liquid on the wall, and said slowly: "Is the end of love forever or a separation? I don't understand why Xing Yu didn't contact me..."

"Now... I just want to see him... to see if he's okay..."

Mo Xue paused for a moment, sat up straight and placed the wine glass on the table.

"Lin Yan, didn't Xing Yu contact you?"

Really?

This rhetorical question suddenly made Lin Yan come to her senses.

"Do you know where Xing Yu is?"

Mo Xue: "I saw him at Manzun after get off work today. I thought... you two had already spoken on the phone."

Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, drank the rest of the wine in the glass, and rushed out without even putting on her coat.

Manzun is a bit far from the city center, and it takes more than 40 minutes to drive there.

Lin Yan stepped on the accelerator and drove all the way, arriving at the hotel more than ten minutes ahead of schedule.

She went straight to Wang Yixun's office. The lights were off and no one was there.

It's time to get off work.

She called Wang Yixun and asked, "Where is Xing Yu?"

Faced with the unexpected questioning, Wang Yixun on the other end of the phone choked and took a long time to utter three words.

"have no idea."

"He's in Manzun, right?" Lin Yan said, "If you don't tell me, I'll search room by room and find him eventually. Mr. Xun, just wait for complaints from the tenants."

"Lin Yan." Wang Yixun said helplessly: "Don't do anything stupid!"

Lin Yan hung up the phone.

The next second, Wang Yixun called back.

"He's in the presidential suite on the top floor. Room number 5466. Don't tell me I told you that!"

Lin Yan ran straight to the elevator and pressed the floor button.

As the elevator rose, her heartbeat quickened.

I don't usually think the elevator is so slow.

She turned around and nervously adjusted her hair facing the mirror-like wall in the elevator. Before she saw Xing Yu, her eyes reflected in the mirror had already revealed her emotions and were stained with a hint of blush.

The elevator door opened and Lin Yan came to the door of the presidential suite.

My fingertips are cold, and my heart is trembling slightly.

He took several deep breaths before raising his hand to knock on the door.

After a long time, the door opened.

Revealing an elegant and intellectual face.

The woman was wearing a well-cut camel-colored knitted long dress. Her features were gentle, yet with a kind of distant politeness.

Lin Yan's throat tightened, and the woman with loose black hair spoke first: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

This sound...

Last time I spoke to her.

It was the woman who claimed to be Xing Yu’s girlfriend.

Lin Yan put aside her chaotic thoughts and said calmly, "I'm looking for Xing Yu."

The woman didn't answer immediately, but just glanced into the room and then looked back at her.

Soon, a familiar male voice, etched into one's bones, came. It was deep and magnetic, shrouded in an inextricable chill: "Let her in."

The woman nodded slightly at Lin Yan and turned sideways: "Please come in."

Lin Yan's legs felt heavy, and she moved in step by step.

The presidential suite is huge.

There are two master bedrooms and a secondary bedroom in the house, each with a bathroom, study, leisure area, living room and everything else.

The living room was brightly lit, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the pitch-black night.

But her sight was instantly caught by the figure with his back to her.

He was still wearing black clothes and black pants, with a tall, broad and straight figure, and a natural gloomy look on his back.

"Xing Yu..." She called out tentatively, her voice not loud.

When he turned around, Lin Yan's breathing suddenly became tight.

He had lost weight, his jawline became more distinct, and his face had the paleness of a long illness.

Only those eyes were still deep, but without the tenderness of the past, only icy coldness remained.

When his eyes swept over her, there was no trace of emotion: "What's the matter?"

The four hundred and fifty-five days of longing were crushed by Xing Yu's three indifferent words.

Lin Yan took two steps forward and looked at his legs.

He was able to stand steadily, without crutches or noticeable limp.

Fortunately, he is fine.

Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief silently, but her eyes couldn't help but feel hot, and she spoke again with trembling eyelashes.

"Xing Yu, are you okay?"

"Okay." He dismissed her with just one word.

"My illness has been cured...it's time for you to return to our home."

Xing Yu finally looked her in the eye: "Lin Yan, I didn't contact you. You should understand my attitude, right?"

"I understand." Lin Yan met his gaze: "But you have to give me a reason. A real reason that I can accept."

"I will return to the Xing family in the future." His tone was calm, but every word was heartbreaking: "Your status is not suitable to be the daughter-in-law of the Xing family. Besides, I have lost interest in you."

"You lied to me."

Xing Yu suddenly sneered and looked at the woman behind her.

The woman understood and walked over to him.

Xing Yu naturally stretched out his hand and interlocked his fingers with hers.

He even turned his head and gave the woman a doting smile.

"For over a year now, Wenxi has been by my side. She's taken care of me for so long, and over time, she's come to feel like you're not that important to me anymore."

Lin Yan's eyes were fixed on their clasped hands, and her voice trembled slightly, "Xing Yu, I don't believe it."

Xing Yu's cold and gloomy aura grew heavier. "Whether you believe it or not is none of my business. I've said what I want to say, and it's time for you to go."

Lin Yan stood still and said, "Xing Yu, can you please stop saying hurtful things? Even if they're fake, it's going to hurt..."

"Your discomfort has nothing to do with me." Xing Yu's eyes scraped across her face like a knife and he laughed.

"Lin Yan, I'm curious, where do you get the confidence that I will always love you? You're thirty-one, sick, and come from a poor family. Why should I love you? Huh?"