On the eve of their wedding, his girlfriend scoffed, "Look at how high-end my best friend's wedding hotel was, how expensive her banquet was. Then look at you, haggling over seventy or eigh...
Outside the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Zhuang Wen stared blankly at the marriage certificate, his mind wandering.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the mission. Reward: Charm Points +10.]
Suddenly, the system's cold voice rang in his mind, pulling him out of the chaos.
Zhuang Wen was puzzled.
But he could clearly feel that, in some mysterious way, his body had become different.
But he couldn't explain the specifics.
At this moment, he noticed that many people passing by, regardless of gender, would glance at him twice.
Even young girls, upon seeing his gaze, would blush slightly and shyly look away.
In their eyes, Zhuang Wen possessed an invisible, strange magic that made it difficult for them to look away.
"Is this what charm is?"
Zhuang Wen scratched his head.
Unable to figure it out, he stopped thinking about it and walked to the nearby parking lot to drive home.
Just then, he suddenly ran into two "acquaintances".
The two people opposite him also looked up at him, stopping their cheerful conversation.
Zhuang Wen ignored the two men and walked straight past them without glancing to the side.
What no one saw was that his naturally drooping hand was actually clenched tightly.
Tang Xin gently bit her red lips, feeling the breeze brought by Zhuang Wen's passing by, and a sense of indescribable loss welled up in her heart.
"Zhuang Wen".
Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and turned to look at Zhuang Wen's back.
Zhuang Wen stopped in his tracks.
"Xin Xin, ignore him. He inexplicably got angry at you last night and hasn't apologized yet. Why should you pay attention to him? Stay far away from this kind of person from now on. Anyway, you have many people who are much better than him pursuing you, so you don't care about him!"
The handsome man next to her quickly grabbed Tang Xin's arm.
"Yeah, he didn't apologize to me, so why should I talk to him first?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Xin's guilt and disappointment largely disappeared.
"Hmph, Zhuang Wen, are you sure you're not going to apologize to me?"
Tang Xin snorted coldly, "I'll give you a chance. Apologize to me now and take back what you said last night, and I might consider forgiving you."
"Xin Xin, don't give him a chance. You're very outstanding. If you let him see hope, he'll just stick to you like before, like a leech!"
The man next to Zhuang Wen glanced at him with disdain and sarcasm, his tone full of contempt.
"It's okay. I'm giving him a chance, but it doesn't mean I'll necessarily forgive him. It depends on his behavior and how he tries to atone for his sins. If I'm not satisfied, the wedding will definitely be postponed, or it might even be canceled."
Tang Xin looked at Zhuang Wen with a confident and haughty air, a smug smile on her lips.
She believed that after she said those words, Zhuang Wen would definitely turn back and apologize, just like before, and try to coax her.
She was even thinking about how to punish Zhuang Wen in the next few days, whether to make him run ten miles to buy her milk tea, or to go to the mall and shout to the crowd that she was wrong.
But what she didn't expect was...
Zhuang Wen turned his back to them, chuckled, and strode away from the place.
Tang Xin was left standing there, stunned and filled with disbelief.
Why would Zhuang Wen ignore me?
Is this still the Zhuang Wen she knows?
Why did this happen? What did she do wrong?
He was clearly in the wrong, yet he yelled at me. Why did he have to act so arrogant?
Why can't you just admit your mistakes like you used to?
Tang Xin was distraught, overwhelmed with unbearable bitterness.
A barely perceptible smirk crossed the face of the man beside her. He comforted her, "Tang Xin, this isn't your fault, it's Zhuang Wen's fault. It's his loss that he's ignoring you, anyway..."
"Alright, Liang Shang, this is between him and me, so don't interfere!"
Tang Xin frowned and, for the first time, spoke with considerable impatience, "I have something to do, I'm leaving now."
The man's face stiffened, then a look of sadness crossed his face. His voice became low and bitter as he said, "Okay, Xin Xin, you can go now. I'll look around some more. I'm sorry, I really shouldn't have interfered in your and Zhuang Wen's affairs. It's all my fault for caring too much about you. I won't do it again..."
Upon hearing this, Tang Xin's slight impatience vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of guilt—guilt for speaking to a man in such a manner.
After all, the other person has been my male best friend for many years and has stood by my side most of the time.
"Liang Shang, I'm sorry, I lost my temper with you just now. It was my fault, please don't take it to heart."
Tang Xin looked at the man with gentle eyes, her tone full of apology.
"Xin Xin, don't say things like that. As long as you don't blame me, that's fine."
The man named Liang Shang said sincerely.
Tang Xin smiled and said, "Let's go, let's continue shopping."
Liang Shang asked curiously, "Didn't you have something to do?"
Tang Xin said, "I will keep my promise to you."
"Xinxin, you're so wonderful!"
Liang Shang grabbed Tang Xin's arm and walked away into the distance.
Not far behind them, Zhuang Wen watched them quietly, his eyes calm and serene.
After a long while, he finally let out a soft sigh.
He knew that there was no possibility of reconciliation between him and Tang Xin.
...
I'm home.
Zhuang Wen lay helplessly on the sofa, his marriage certificate carelessly tossed on the table.
Ring ring!
The phone on the sofa suddenly rang.
Zhuang Wen picked it up and saw that it was a call from Xu Wu.
"Hello."
He said weakly.
"What's wrong with you? You look completely exhausted. Tell me, did you go out and have some fun?"
Xu Wu's joking voice came from the other end of the phone.
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