In the third year of their marriage, Wen Jingyi's husband, Shen Zekai, died in a car accident.
Little did she know, her husband, whom she loved with all her heart, had faked his death and...
"Mr. Mo."
Wen Jingyi sighed helplessly and actually forgot about him.
But it didn't seem right to just drive her savior away at this time. She asked cryptically, "Is Mr. Mo's company busy? I can come to thank you in person another day. I won't bother you today."
"not busy."
He said leisurely, "I've helped you twice today, Miss Wen. Don't you even want to offer me a cup of tea?"
His deep and dark gaze fell on Wen Jingyi's wrist. Her bandaged wrist suddenly began to feel hot, and she sighed helplessly.
"……good."
Everything in the old house was very clean. It was obvious that Zhou Jingrui was in a very stable condition when he lived here alone.
Soon, Wen Jingyi found the same brand of tea as she had when she was a child according to her memory. She was stunned again, and a slight sourness arose in her heart.
"Don't mind, Mr. Mo, it's just ordinary tea."
She put away her sadness, and with the taste of the drink her adoptive father had often used, she gently placed it in front of Mo Yunfan: "After you finish drinking it, please leave first, Mr. Mo. I want to be alone for a while and be quiet."
Hot steam floated above the tea, but Mo Yunfan didn't move. Instead, he followed Wen Jingyi's gentle gaze and slowly shook his head, saying, "It's precisely because you'll let me leave once I finish drinking that I don't want to leave so soon."
"you……"
Wen Jingyi frowned slightly, tightened her fingertips, and felt annoyed.
She suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Yunfan, her expression becoming even colder, but as she turned around, she almost bumped into his broad chest.
She took a step back abruptly, warily looking into the man's deep, long eyes close to her, and said in an unprecedentedly calm tone, "Mr. Mo, I'm not in the mood today. If there's nothing else, please leave as soon as possible. I'll personally thank you for Zhou Jingrui's matter another day."
The attitude of keeping people at a distance made Mo Yunfan take two steps back silently.
He sighed silently, gave up further questioning, and said, "What a coincidence, I stayed here just for Zhou Jingrui."
"What's wrong with him?" Wen Jingyi's whole body tensed up.
Seeing her worried look, Mo Yunfan's eyes darkened and he pretended to think for a moment: "Logically speaking, the sanatorium is not suitable for outsiders to visit frequently, as it will affect the stability of the patients."
"But Zhou Jingrui is related to your adoptive parents after all. I can see that he seems to know something."
Since Wen Jingyi would eventually use Zhou Jingrui to investigate what happened back then, Mo Yunfan simply went along with it: "I'll try and apply for visitation rights for you so you can visit him anytime."
It would be a lie for Wen Jingyi to say she wasn't moved.
But this way, I owe Mo Yunfan another debt...
Perhaps because too much debt is never a burden, she quickly let it go and promised that she would find a way to repay Mo Yunfan. Then she pointed to the tea that had already lost its heat and said, "Mr. Mo, it's not hot anymore. You should go back after you finish drinking it."
Mo Yunfan: “…”
He felt helpless and amused. He had never realized that Wen Jingyi was still as hard as iron before, but he didn't mind. Instead, he drank the tea obediently in a good mood, stood up and said goodbye: "I'll come to see you after I contact the sanatorium."
"Thank you, Mr. Mo." Wen Jingyi subconsciously avoided his patient and tolerant gaze.
It was not until she watched Mo Yunfan disappear in the corridor that her tense mood of the day suddenly relaxed, and she quietly packed up the things left by Zhou Jingrui.
Downstairs, Mo Yunfan stayed at the corner. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He looked through the window at the busy figure alone, and his eyes gradually softened.
He was reluctant to get on the bus, and the driver didn't dare to urge him. His tall and noble figure, which was out of place in the old neighborhood, stayed for a long time at a deserted corner.
In the distance, Bai Mengqiu turned around inadvertently, and when he saw this scene, his palms tightened again, and his expression twisted for a moment.
Wen Jingyi usually pretends to be calm and indifferent, but when did she develop such a great charm behind the scenes...
She actually dared to let Mo Yunfan wait downstairs willingly. Could she really think that she could use Mo Yunfan to get to the top?
"Mengqiu, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, let's go quickly and don't disturb my sister."
She said to hurry up, but her eyes kept peeking back in fear. Soon, Shen Zekai became confused and looked back as well.
After recognizing the figure quietly stationed downstairs, Shen Zekai silently clenched his jaw, and an unspeakable unwillingness emerged again.
"You saw it too?"
Bai Mengqiu gently reminded the man beside her: "Zerui, although I know you are not worthy of Zekai, but since your sister has decided to leave the Shen family, even if it is not glorious, as a family, we should not blame her."
"You also said that her methods are dishonorable. Even if she can attract Mo Yunfan for a while, what if she gets kicked out in the future? That would be a disgrace to the entire Shen and Wen families."
Shen Zekai felt that he had found the reason for his unwillingness.
He didn't want to see Wen Jingyi remarry, but it was just to maintain the Shen family's reputation, so he became more and more high-sounding: "Our Shen family cannot tolerate such a shameful ex-wife. Whether for my brother or for the Wen family, it's best for her to give up the idea of hooking up with Mr. Mo as soon as possible and concentrate on being a widow for my brother."
"Zerui..."
"Don't say anymore. I won't let our two families be dragged down by Wen Jingyi alone."
Shen Zekai made up his mind, but he didn't see the complacency and gloating hidden in Bai Mengqiu's soft eyes.
This time, it wasn't him who intentionally sabotaged his sister and Mo Yunfan; it was all done by Ze Rui.
The next day, when Wen Jingyi woke up from the bed in the old house, her mind was still a little dazed.
If I really moved back, I wouldn't have to face the Shen family's evaluating or malicious gazes as soon as I opened my eyes.
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