Chapter 375 Misunderstanding Escalates

An indescribable sourness and coldness instantly gripped her heart.

Does he still have a slightly different feeling towards He Wanqing after all?

Otherwise, with his personality, why would he take the initiative to find He Wanqing and put forward such conditions?

Ji Wan leaned against the cold wall, his fingertips turning white. The thermos slipped from his weak hands and fell to the ground with a clang, making a harsh sound.

The porridge inside spilled all over the floor.

The two people in the room turned their heads at the same time.

When Chi Wenyan saw Ji Wan, whose face was pale and eyes were broken, standing at the door, his heart skipped a beat and he immediately took a step forward to walk over.

"Wanwan..."

Ji Wan, like a frightened rabbit, took a step back and looked at him deeply. The look in his eyes was so complicated that it made him feel uneasy.

There was shock, hurt, and a hint of despair that he couldn't understand.

She said nothing, turned and ran.

The footsteps were messy and hurried, and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"Wanwan!"

Chi Wenyan immediately chased after him, leaving He Wanqing looking at the porridge spilled at the door, with a strange and satisfied smile on her face.

Chi Wenyan chased downstairs, but Ji Wan was nowhere to be found.

It was late at night and Ji Wan did not go home. She was in her good friend Su Man's apartment, drinking one glass of ice-cold beer after another.

Alcohol numbs the nerves, but cannot dispel the chill in my heart.

Chi Wenyan’s words circulated in her mind like a spell.

"I can give you a sum of money, or other resources you desire, enough to provide you with comfortable food and clothing for the rest of your life, or even to make a comeback."

Every word and sentence was like a blunt knife, slicing her heart.

Su Man looked at her worriedly and snatched the bottle of wine from her hand.

"Wanwan, stop drinking. What's wrong with you?"

Ji Wan shook his head, his eyes empty.

"Manman, do you think all men are like this? Even if they love someone again, they will always keep a place for their ex in their heart?"

Su Man frowned.

"What happened between you and Chi Wenyan? Did you have a fight?"

Ji Wan smiled bitterly, his eyes sore.

"He went to see He Wanqing. I heard that he wanted to compensate He Wanqing."

Su Man was stunned.

"Compensation? Why?"

Ji Wan sniffed, his voice trembling slightly.

"For the sake of the child. After all, the child is lost because of me."

Su Man was silent.

She knew that Ji Wan had been blaming himself for this.

But Chi Wenyan's actions seemed too misleading.

"Wanwan, did you misunderstand something?"

Ji Wan shook his head with an affirmative tone.

"No, I heard it all. He wants to give He Wanqing money and resources. If this isn't heartache, what is it?"

She couldn't think any further, her chest felt tight and she couldn't breathe.

A sleepless night.

Ji Wan sat in Su Man's apartment all night.

When the sky began to turn pale, she stood up and her eyes regained their calmness.

A calm that borders on despair.

She quietly returned to Chi Wenyan's home.

The room was quiet and the man was still sleeping.

Ji Wan tiptoed into the bedroom and looked at the man sleeping on the bed.

He had a peaceful sleep face, but there was a hint of fatigue between his brows.

These days, he must have been busy and tired because of He Wanqing's matter.

A trace of bitterness passed through Ji Wan's heart, but it was quickly suppressed by reason.

She walked to the cloakroom and began to pack her luggage silently.

She carefully folded each piece of clothing and each item and put them into the box.

Her movements were slow and decisive, as if what she was packing was not luggage, but her love with Chi Wenyan.

The two suitcases were quickly filled.

Ji Wan zipped up his bag and took a last look at this room full of memories.

Then she picked up her suitcase and left this place that she once thought was her forever home without looking back.

The early morning sunlight shines through the curtains into the empty room. Everything is quiet and peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

There was only a men's watch lying quietly on the bedside table. It was the one Chi Wenyan forgot to wear yesterday.

It also seems like the past between them has been forgotten and can never be returned.

When Chi Wenyan woke up, the coldness beside him caused his heart to stop.

The sunlight penetrated the gauze curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on the floor. It was too quiet.

He sat up suddenly and looked around.

The bedroom was tidy, but the air lacked a familiar fragrance.

The door of the cloakroom was ajar. He rushed over and pushed it open. The large areas of empty space belonging to Ji Wan's clothes, accessories, and bags hurt his eyes.

Two marks, clearly from recent dragging, were left on the smooth floor.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his chest felt like it was being pressed down by a huge rock.

How could that be?

He rushed back to the bed, grabbed his phone, and with trembling fingers, he dialed the number he knew by heart.

A mechanical female voice came from the receiver, repeating over and over again: "The user you dialed is currently unavailable."

Dial again.

It was still the cold reminder tone.

He switched to WeChat and sent a message followed by a bright red exclamation point.

She blocked him.

This realization was like a basin of ice water, pouring from head to toe, instantly freezing all his blood.

"Wanwan!"

He growled, his voice hoarse and filled with a panic he had never felt before.

The man rushed out of the bedroom like a madman, grabbed his car keys and ran out, forgetting even to put on his coat.

She must be found, now, immediately.

Ji Wan was sitting on a long-distance bus bound for the neighboring city, leaning against the window and watching the scenery outside rapidly receding.

The tall buildings in the city gradually recede into the distance, replaced by rolling green hills.

She called the company's human resources department and calmly applied for the annual leave she had accumulated for a long time.

The reason is that I need to rest for a while.

There was no quarreling, no hysteria, only a dead silence.

She needed a place where no one knew her and she could lick her wounds.

In other words, empty yourself.

A few hours later, the car stopped at a bus station in an unfamiliar small town.

The air was filled with the smell of damp earth, mixed with the spicy flavor of local snacks.

Ji Wan stood at the exit, pulling his suitcase, looking a little dazed.

This place is more remote than she thought.

At this moment, a trembling voice sounded beside her.

"Girl, can you help me?"

Ji Wan turned around and saw a white-haired old lady holding a heavy cloth bag in her hand. The things inside seemed to be about to fall out, and she was bending over with difficulty to pick them up.

The old lady's face was full of wrinkles and her eyes looked cloudy and helpless.

Ji Wan went forward and supported her without hesitation.

"Please go slower."

She helped the old lady pick up the scattered potatoes and put them back into the bag.

"Thank you, kind girl." The old lady panted and looked at her gratefully. "There are not many young people nowadays who are as kind-hearted as you."

Ji Wan curled the corners of his mouth but said nothing.

"Girl, are you here for a trip? Where are you going?" the old lady asked enthusiastically.