Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Lin Wan’s figure was finally...

Lin Wan's figure was eventually drowned out by the workers pouring in like a tide and completely disappeared from Song Yuzhen's sight.

After much effort, Song Yuzhen returned to Jiangcheng. As soon as she set foot in Jiangcheng, she started to inquire about Lin Wan. When she heard that she had married into the Fu family and was now working in a garment factory, Song Yuzhen felt a little lost and contemptuous.

This person was very determined to break up with Fu Mingjun at the beginning, but now, she is still married.

She knew that this person was also coveting Fu Mingjun's family and wealth, and had previously pretended to be quite noble...

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Lin Wan was delayed for a while because a stranger named Song Yuzhen came to her house. By the time she got into the taxi of taxi driver Li Mei with her things, more than ten minutes had passed since she got off work.

"Xiao Lin, are you almost done packing? Are you ready to go home and wait for the birth of the baby?"

"Yes, I estimate it will take about half a month."

"That's great. Let's see if it's a big fat boy or a big fat girl." Li Mei steered the wheel steadily, and couldn't help but feel that rich families were different. They would go home and wait for their children when they were about to give birth. She was working in the fields back then, and she had to find a midwife urgently when she suddenly gave birth.

After Lin Wan got home, she put the things she brought back from the factory into place one by one. Song Yuzhen's words unexpectedly echoed in her empty mind.

At first, when she heard Song Yuzhen mention the surname Fu and repeatedly called her husband, she naturally thought of Fu Xiuhuai.

After walking only a few meters, Lin Wan began to think more and more that something was wrong. She had a vague premonition in her heart and tentatively asked to confirm that Song Yuzhen actually thought that she was married to Fu Mingjun.

After tidying up, Lin Wan listened to Aunt Wang preparing dinner. When she slowly walked downstairs, she saw Fu Mingjun who had returned from a trip outside.

It was a rare occasion for Fu Mingjun to get off work early. Today he went to the construction site to learn from the master arranged by Fu Xiuhuai. He learned everything from reading blueprints to mixing cement. This made this young master, who was used to a life of luxury, very tired.

Look, he came back covered in mud and sand, which made his grandmother very sad.

Jiang Yueying hurriedly urged her grandson to take a good bath and change his clothes. Lin Wan looked at Fu Mingjun, who was in a state of unprecedented embarrassment, and actually felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

You know, back at Jiangcheng University, Fu Mingjun was the envy of many. He had a good family background, was handsome, tall, generous, and had a sunny, cheerful demeanor. He loved to tease everyone, without a trace of the arrogance and disdain of a rich kid. Compared to the arrogance of many nouveau riche children or the arrogance of those from prominent political families, Fu Mingjun's temperament was truly good.

Not long after this guy entered school, he became the focus of his classmates. He wore expensive jeans and leather jackets, looking cool and handsome. He even had a pager that ordinary people could not afford, each one costing two or three thousand yuan. Fu Mingjun always called his friends and was surrounded by a group of brothers. There were many boys who liked to follow Fu Mingjun, and just as many girls liked him.

After entering university, Lin Wan focused on studying and earning money through part-time work. She turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside. She basically ignored all the handsome guys and beautiful girls in each department. Naturally, she had no impression of Fu Mingjun, the popular figure, and she didn't even know that she was also the beauty of the department in the eyes of others.

Some male students in the school would get close to Lin Wan, but Lin Wan looked easy-going and would talk to anyone she came into contact with in a friendly manner. However, after more contact, people would feel a little distant from her.

Lin Wan, who had received many love letters, was good at handling these matters. After opening and reading some of the love letters, Lin Wan could even accurately catch one or two typos, or some corny words that were unbearable. In the end, she would calmly refuse the classmate who sent the love letter without any shyness on her face, but instead made the other person blush.

Lin Wan actually met Fu Mingjun for the first time at the beginning of her junior year. Before that, she seemed to have heard classmates mention that there was a rich and handsome guy in a certain department, and even the school athletes could pay for drinks for all the students in the department out of their own pockets.

Lin Wan didn't remember what department the man was in, nor did she remember his name, but she thanked him in her heart, thinking he was so generous.

Later, the more informed classmates found out more gossip. It turned out that the man's family was rich because his uncle was too rich.

Lin Wan drank the free drink and silently added the man's uncle to the list of thanks.

Lin Wan had also seen the famous rich and handsome guy from a certain department in the direction her classmate pointed. Lin Wan was not impressed by his wealth or handsomeness. She just saw him yelling and talking without restraint in his youthful manner, smiling when talking to everyone, and looking so high-spirited that he seemed to have no worries at all. She felt a little envious for a moment.

People like this can obviously live a happy life.

Fu Mingjun now obviously lacks his former high spirits and his face is full of depression caused by work, which surprises Lin Wan.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Fu Mingjun, like before, broke down the hardships he had endured at work and told them in interesting stories at the dinner table, making his grandparents laugh.

"I was thinking, you want me to mix cement? I've never even mixed flour at home. Isn't this crazy?" Fu Mingjun cried as he spoke, but his eyes were full of smiles. "In the end, I ruined someone's cement on the first try. I'm even worried if my salary this month is enough to pay for it."

Jiang Yueying laughed heartily: "You kid, how could your uncle let you down? You just keep talking nonsense."

Fu Mingjun lowered his eyelids and thought, yes, my uncle had taken so much care of me since I was a child, but in the end, he was so bad.

After dinner, Aunt Wang was busy washing dishes in the kitchen. Lin Wan accompanied her mother-in-law in the backyard to look after the vegetables she planted. It was difficult for fruits and vegetables to grow in winter, but at least it was better than eating sweet potatoes and potatoes every day more than ten years ago. Jiang Yueying was already satisfied.

"Back then, when we were sent down to the farm, life was tough. Just having sweet potatoes was a blessing. Your father and I were in poor health, and because of our class background, people would snatch even the sweet potatoes we couldn't fill our stomachs with every day. They'd snatch them openly, saying how could Chou Laojiu's family eat? Your eldest brother and his wife went to argue with him, but they couldn't get them back. They even reported it to the production team leader, but he wouldn't help us with our class background. In the end, Xiu Huai..."

Lin Wan listened quietly, thinking of Fu Xiuhuai's appearance. This man now seemed to have both fame and fortune, and was gentle and elegant, but she had already vaguely glimpsed what he was like inside.

He is a man who will not suffer any loss.

Jiang Yueying continued to mutter, "This kid is stubborn and ruthless. He beat up the guys who stole our sweet potatoes until they were bloody. Of course, he wasn't much better off, after all, he was the only one to beat several people. Because of this, he was also dragged into the struggle session and had to write a self-criticism report. He suffered a lot, but after that, no one dared to bully our family openly anymore. Xiu Huai never let anyone in the family suffer, and he always protected them."

"Yes." Lin Wan believed this very much.

Jiang Yueying went into the house to get a shovel to loosen the soil. Lin Wan was watching the eggplants being frosted in the vegetable garden when she heard a sound behind her.

The footsteps stopped behind her. Lin Wan turned around and saw that Fu Mingjun seemed to have heard his grandmother's words. He continued, "My uncle has always protected our family. Since I was a child, I always went to him to help me when someone bullied me... But in the end, it was my uncle who bullied me the most."

Lin Wan didn't respond to Fu Mingjun's question. Her eyes fell on the fruits behind him and she said calmly, "Do you still remember Song Yuzhen?"

Fu Mingjun, who was always easy-going, suddenly changed his expression when he saw Lin Wan, which silently confirmed some of Lin Wan's guesses.

"You...why did you mention her suddenly?" Fu Mingjun's voice became softer.

Lin Wan didn't show any abnormality, and her tone was calm for a long time: "I saw her today."

Fu Mingjun was struck by lightning and took a step back. Still unable to believe it, he muttered to himself, "How could I have seen her? Didn't my uncle send her away?"

Indistinguishable words drilled into Lin Wan's ears, piecing together a vague past for her. It seemed that the clouds were about to clear and the sun would shine through under the heavy fog.

"If she's sent away, she can't come back?" Lin Wan chuckled, "You and Song Yuzhen..."

Lin Wan's tone was calm, without a trace of hysteria or sarcasm. She spoke each word very slowly, so slowly that Fu Mingjun could interrupt her at any time.

"There's nothing between her and me. I don't like her at all!" Fu Mingjun always felt that he was wronged and that doing good things had ruined him. "Wanwan, I was like that then, and I still am now!"

"Does it have nothing to do with me anymore?" Lin Wan looked at Fu Mingjun silently, looking straight into his anxious eyes, "Isn't it?"

Fu Mingjun lost his strength dejectedly, his entire body drooping as if he had shrunk two centimeters in an instant. "Yes, it doesn't matter now. But don't worry, I won't let her bother you again. You... take care of yourself."

The thumping footsteps left, startling Jiang Yueying who had retrieved the shovel. Seeing her grandson running away from home in a panic, she looked at her daughter-in-law and asked, "Wanwan, what happened to Mingjun?"

Lin Wan's mind was also in a mess. Too many clues flooded into her mind, making her confused: "I don't know either. Maybe there is something that needs to be resolved."

Fu Xiuhuai noticed that Lin Wan was a little strange tonight.

Logically speaking, as the delivery is approaching, Lin Wan's mind has been on her belly for a while. She even listed various precautions during delivery, which is no different from the organized and good student she was in school.

But tonight is different.

Lin Wan was in a daze tonight, her thin willow-shaped eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was lost in thought. The thoughts were a bit torturous, and a cloud of worry floated on her palm-sized face.

"What's wrong? Did something happen at the factory?" Fu Xiuhuai thought about the situation that would bother Lin Wan, "Or is Mingjun bothering you again?"

Hearing the word Mingjun, Fu Xiuhuai saw Lin Wan's eyes move strangely and couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Nothing." Lin Wan shook her head and said casually, "I just saw a girl he knew."

Fu Xiuhuai was obviously a little surprised, and also a little delighted: "Mingjun has a girlfriend?"

Lin Wan smiled and said, "I don't know."

The next morning, Lin Wan welcomed her last day of work at the garment factory before giving birth. Her colleagues were considerate of her and, after taking over the work, they advised her to rest and move less, or to go home early.

Lin Wan wanted to see things through to the end, so she listened to gossip in the factory office and didn't leave early.

Of course, there is still one thing missing. She always has a premonition that someone will come to see her today.

Around 3:00 PM, the security guard asked a passing worker to pass on a message: "Lin Wan, there's someone at the door looking for you, a young girl."

Lin Wan thanked her, took the last bit of luggage she had packed and left early, saying goodbye to her colleagues.

Qin Fang helped to send Lin Wan out, and the others also told her to take good care of herself and come back after giving birth successfully. Lin Wan agreed to all of them.

"Wanwan, please come back soon. When you're not here, I have no appetite and my meals don't taste good anymore." Qin Fang was worried because her best eating partner had left her.

Lin Wan smiled: "Then you can eat one less bowl, which will save food."

Qin Fang: "..."

Qin Fang sent the person to the door, but when she saw that Lin Wan had a friend to visit her, she did not follow her out. However, the woman looked unfamiliar and she had no idea what she did.

"Comrade Song Yuzhen, why are you here?" Lin Wan asked Song Yuzhen to sit down at a nearby restaurant and ordered two dishes with ease. "Would you like to order something else?"

"No thanks." Song Yuzhen shook her head, looking distressed. "I'm leaving soon."

"Where are you going?" Lin Wan poured herself a glass of warm water, and her slender fingertips touched the white porcelain, showing a bit of flexibility.

"I have to leave Jiangcheng anyway, so he told me to leave quickly." Song Yuzhen's words were incoherent, but Lin Wan understood.

Fu Mingjun's personality is such that he can never keep things to himself and all his emotions are written on his face. Lin Wan deliberately mentioned in front of him yesterday that she had met Song Yuzhen, so she guessed that he would look for someone.

"Then I wish you a safe journey." Lin Wan raised the teacup, stepped forward and gestured through the air.

Song Yuzhen raised her eyelids and looked at Lin Wan. Her clear eyes moved around, and she was obviously thinking about something.

Lin Wan was not in a hurry. She ate her food slowly and waited for her to speak.

Fu Mingjun hesitated and didn't dare to say it clearly, and Fu Xiuhuai also concealed something from his nephew, but Song Yuzhen obviously had something to say.

Judging from her appearance today, she probably hasn't met Fu Mingjun yet, and still doesn't know that she is actually married to Fu Mingjun's uncle.

The food in Tong Cheng's restaurant tasted great. Lin Wan had a good appetite and ate the pickled fish. The fish was tender and fresh, and even the soup was delicious. Just as she was sipping the fish, she heard Song Yuzhen speak, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she spoke with a strong dose of medicine.

"Sister Lin Wan, do you really not care that your husband and I slept in the same bed?" Song Yuzhen was really unwilling. How could Lin Wan not care?

Lin Wan was stunned for a few seconds, and with difficulty replaced the three words "your husband" in Song Yuzhen's mouth with Fu Mingjun. After calming her expression, she said, "Whether you care or not, life still has to go on. Besides, it happened so long ago that I almost forgot about it."

"You just forgot?" Song Yuzhen complained in her heart. This woman could endure it for the sake of the Fu family, but even if she wanted to leave, she didn't want her to do it so easily. "Yes, he actually still likes you. It was a surprise to me and to me."

"Since you said it was an accident, then it must be an accident." Lin Wan glanced at Song Yuzhen calmly as she spoke. Seeing her expression change after hearing this, she couldn't help but want to laugh. "By the way, how did you two meet? I don't even remember."

Song Yuzhen guessed that Lin Wan was deliberately humiliating her to show her composure and magnanimity, so she immediately recalled the past in detail: "I was working as a waitress at the Paradise Nightclub, and he and his friends came to drink there."

The Tianshang Renjian Nightclub has long been famous in Jiangcheng. It is well-deserved to be a den of brothel, where people can spend money like water and become addicted to it.

"He's really nice, unlike other guests. He plays cards and sings songs whenever he comes, and he never takes advantage of the waiters. He even speaks up for us when difficult guests give us a hard time." Song Yuzhen seemed lost in memories, a bit of a woman's expression on her face. "He's also helped me many times, and I'm very grateful to him."

"He is indeed helpful." Lin Wan thought of the many rumors she had heard in college. Fu Mingjun stood up for his brothers and fought for a female classmate who was molested by a gangster. Song Yuzhen was right. This man really looked a bit like a hero in a martial arts drama, casual and unrestrained.

"That night, we were in an accident." Song Yuzhen clutched her hands, trying to explain. "My family wasn't well off, so I was forced to work as a waitress in a nightclub to pay off my debts. He comforted me, and we drank a lot... He's always loved you the most, Sister Lin Wan. I didn't have the chance to explain this to you in person last year, but now I want to make it clear. I hope you don't blame him."

Lin Wan held the teacup, tilted her head back and took another sip of warm water. Over the time it took to eat a meal, the warm water gradually turned cold, passing through her throat and cooling her limbs.

"Well, I believe that Fu Mingjun would not do something like playing two-timing." Lin Wan still believed in her own judgment.

Song Yuzhen was stunned. She didn't understand why the woman in front of her was always so indifferent. Why didn't she feel angry at all when she heard about her husband's affairs a year later?

The more indifferent Lin Wan was, the more anxious and confused Song Yuzhen became.

"When you came that morning and saw us lying naked in the same bed, I panicked, worried you'd misunderstand. Actually, I told you, it was all an accident." Song Yuzhen looked anxious, even stumbling over her words. "Sister Lin Wan, please believe me."

"Was there anyone else there besides me that morning?" Lin Wan didn't respond, but instead asked a question that puzzled Song Yuzhen.

"And his uncle." Song Yuzhen still didn't know the man's name, she only knew that he was very scary. He looked handsome, his gestures were elegant and refined, and he spoke softly, but when she looked at his eyes, Song Yuzhen was afraid.

"Yeah." Lin Wan had almost finished her meal and slowly stood up with her bag. She looked down at Song Yuzhen, who was still sitting on the stool. "Since you took the initiative to come to me, this meal is yours. Is that okay with you?"

After saying that, Lin Wan walked out slowly, stepping on the restaurant floor in her black short boots, walking very carefully.

Song Yuzhen didn't see the scene she imagined, and she didn't even understand why Lin Wan could face it so calmly when she mentioned the matter of sleeping in the same bed with her husband. What was she thinking that she didn't mind?

Looking at Lin Wan's departing back, Song Yuzhen felt envious and jealous, and there was no trace of regret and apology in her eyes.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Lin Wan took a few steps, stopped, and turned to look at Song Yuzhen. "I'm married, but my husband is not Fu Mingjun."

Lin Wan's voice was carried away by the breeze blowing in through the restaurant window, and seemed to come from all directions into Song Yuzhen's ears, shocking her so much that she couldn't believe it.

According to the information she heard, Lin Wan had clearly married into the Fu family, the richest family in Jiangcheng. How could she not be marrying Fu Mingjun?

Then, I have been bringing up the past in front of her again and again these past two days, trying to create discord in her marriage with Fu Mingjun. If they have never been married, then what does this matter?

......

Lin Wan met Fu Mingjun, the man Song Yuzhen had just mentioned many things about, at the door of the Fu family villa.

"Wanwan, where have you been? I just went to the garment factory to look for you. I wanted to tell you that I sent Song Yuzhen away, but your colleague said a woman came to see you. Is it her again?"

"Fu Mingjun." Lin Wan nodded, her tone very calm, "You and Song Yuzhen..."

"Nothing happened between us! Wanwan, she and I are really innocent!" Fu Mingjun had always been reluctant to mention Song Yuzhen in front of Lin Wan. It was really hard to say. He had not done anything half-hearted. He had just saved a waiter who was rescued by a gangster bully. Who knew that everything would change afterwards.

Fu Mingjun has always hated to see anyone being bullied, especially a weak woman. Others didn't dare to intervene, but he did. He directly punched the gangster who wanted to take Song Yuzhen to the private room to bully her.

After a fight, Fu Mingjun was also injured, but after all, he stopped the evil, so he didn't care.

It was originally just an ordinary act of bravery, but who would have thought that the little thug actually had some connections, and had acknowledged as his godfather a powerful upstart in Jiangcheng. The upstart had married the daughter of a government official, and had leveraged his power to gain numerous advantages, quickly becoming wealthy and expanding his company. The little thug sought revenge on Fu Mingjun, but it was only his uncle, Fu Xiuhuai, who intervened to put an end to the situation.

Fu Mingjun didn't know how his uncle had settled the matter. He heard that the nouveau riche had connections in both the business and political circles, and his uncle must have put in a lot of effort. Fu Mingjun felt very sorry about this and became much more honest. He no longer dared to go to any nightclub or karaoke hall to seek fun.

It wasn't until a while later that Song Yuzhen came to the door, tearfully explaining how she had caused a fight between two people, gotten fired, lost her job, and was forced by her family to earn money to pay off their debts. She was truly desperate and didn't want to live anymore...

Fu Mingjun couldn't bear to hear all this, especially when he saw how pitiful Song Yuzhen was. She was bullied and had no one to help her. No one saved her and she was even implicated and fired because of it. The little flame of justice in his heart burned stronger and stronger. He immediately expressed his willingness to help her. After many twists and turns, he asked his uncle for help and asked for an ordinary job.

With the pleading of his nephew, Fu Xiuhuai allowed Song Yuzhen to work as a waitress in his business partner's shopping mall. This was a good job and there was basically no harassment.

Later, Song Yuzhen would occasionally invite Fu Mingjun to dinner and give him gifts to express her gratitude, until one night the two of them got drunk... Fu Mingjun passed out in a daze, and when he woke up the next day, he found himself lying naked in a bed with Song Yuzhen!

Fu Mingjun was so confused that he didn't have time to think. Lin Wan appeared at the door and discovered him on the spot, with his uncle standing next to him.

Fu Mingjun lost too much due to the sudden change... He couldn't mention Song Yuzhen in front of Lin Wan again until he heard that name from Lin Wan's mouth yesterday.

Lin Wan couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. It was like the cold winter wind blowing into a plastic bag, making it bulge, but it was actually empty inside. Her heart swelled up, not too painful, just a little sour.

So that's how it is.

"I understand." Lin Wan looked at Fu Mingjun's anxious face, but she was surprisingly calm. "It's all over, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's all in the past." Fu Mingjun was like a deflated balloon, quickly withering away, but he was just obsessed with proving his innocence, "I really didn't have an affair with Song Yuzhen..."

"Yeah." Lin Wan looked at him, feeling a lot of emotion, "But it's all in the past."

When she turned around, Lin Wan whispered softly, "I'll go back first."

It was raining heavily in Jiangcheng tonight. The rain curtain had already spread at seven o'clock in the evening. The dark sky seemed to be torn apart fiercely, with lightning and thunder, and bursts of murderous aura.

Fu Xiuhuai finished his work and returned to Cuihu Villa. The wheels of the Santana rolled over the accumulated water, splashing water half a person's height, which then melted into the puddle in an instant, accompanied by the sound of heavy rain.

His suit was soaked by the rain, and Fu Xiuhuai walked up the stairs with wet steps, feeling a bit anxious.

This evening, Fu Xiuhuai received a call from the restaurant owner Tong Cheng, who mentioned that his wife was meeting a young lesbian and the atmosphere seemed a little strange.

Fu Xiuhuai was busy meeting and negotiating with his business partners at the time, so he asked someone to investigate. He soon received news that Song Yuzhen had secretly come to Jiangcheng and had been looking for Lin Wan for two consecutive days. Similarly, Fu Mingjun also went to look for Song Yuzhen early this morning.

Although there was no way to know what the three people said to each other, Fu Xiuhuai could already guess roughly.

The heavy rain had arrived and the cold wind was blowing from all directions. Fu Xiuhuai was in front of the bedroom. When he pushed the door open, he was greeted by a warm breath.

Lin Wan was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling emitted a leisurely warm yellow glow, making the woman on the bed look like she was covered in a golden halo, quiet and beautiful.

The moment she raised her eyes, Fu Xiuhuai clearly saw the clarity in her eyes.

"Fu Mingjun himself doesn't dare to say it, and you're hiding it from me for him." Lin Wan put away the book and said in a calm but resounding tone, "Or, is there something else you're hiding from me for your nephew?"

Lin Wan already knew the truth behind her breakup with Fu Mingjun. Perhaps because it had been nearly a year, she didn't know how to face it. However, what she couldn't understand even more was Fu Xiuhuai's attitude.

Could it be that Fu Mingjun was really in the wrong at the beginning, and in the end his uncle had to clean up the mess, but he ended up losing himself in the process?

Lin Wan's heart was in turmoil. She could see through Song Yuzhen's selfishness and calculations, and Fu Mingjun's panic and weakness, but she couldn't figure out Fu Xiuhuai's thoughts.

She asked this question clearly because she wanted to see how far this uncle could go for his nephew.

However, the man in front of her did not show any anger or panic. Instead, there was a smile on his face, which made Lin Wan confused.

"Wanwan, although Mingjun grew up under my watch, he is still an outsider after all. We are husband and wife, so I will naturally side with you. If you don't want me to help him with anything anymore, I will listen to you." Fu Xiuhuai curled his lips, "I'm very happy that you think so."

Lin Wan: “…?”

What is he happy about?