Chapter 26 Chapter 26 I want to see you now, immediately...
Wen Yu politely declined Pan Xianchen's invitation for next Saturday. When the phone hung up, she clearly noticed that Pan Xianchen was unhappy.
She told Pan Xianchen that she had a conflict that day and couldn't go. When Pan Xianchen asked her what it was, she couldn't answer. Pan Xianchen hung up the phone without even saying "goodbye."
Lifting the quilt, Pan Xianchen got up from the bed, stood by the window, and looked out silently.
He had never experienced such emotions before. From his student days to his career, he had always excelled. He was a student representative, speaking from the podium, with the entire faculty and class watching him. In his career, in addition to his abilities, he had the support of a strong family, allowing him to reach a position at a young age that others would struggle for half a lifetime to achieve.
He was accompanied by flowers, applause and praise along the way. He had never experienced such emotions before.
Pan Xianchen had always been very perceptive. He felt like Wen Yu was hiding something from him.
But he couldn't find the right time to ask her in detail for the time being. Recently, everyone was busy with the major investment promotion.
In the office, Wen Yu had been working overtime for nearly a week straight. Preparing preliminary materials and documents, they still had countless meetings to attend. Ye Yinuo was a temporary worker, a bit better off than Wen Yu; at least the bosses wouldn't assign her any heavy lifting.
She looked at Wen Yu's back as she worked at her desk and said distressedly, "Wen Xiaoyu, I feel like you've lost weight. Why are you so miserable? Does your Pan Lang also agree with Sister Yan asking you to do so much work? You work overtime until late at night every night. How long have you not seen your Pan Lang?"
Wen Yu: "...If you have time to talk nonsense, why don't you help me share some of the burden?"
Ye Yinuo chuckled. Sharing the burden was impossible. Unlike Wen Yu, she wasn't exposed to core business operations the moment she joined the company. Her work ability wasn't as good as Wen Yu's. Rather than helping Wen Yu share the burden, she was actually doing her a disservice.
"My brother's tour is starting on Saturday. Do you want to go with me to relax and let off some steam?"
Wen Yu turned around and looked at Ye Yinuo.
Why is it Saturday again? What a coincidence, everything's all packed into Saturday. Wen Yu isn't a fan, having never been to a concert or even seen one live. Sometimes, she finds it fascinating to see concert videos posted by close friends on WeChat Moments. A large group of people gathered around the same person, the same event, the same purpose, shouting and leaping for joy on the same night. Just imagining it makes her blood boil.
Ye Yinuo was trying to persuade her: "How about it, Wen Xiaoyu? I'll get you a ticket, and we can go have some fun together?"
Wen Yu licked her lips and said, "No, I really have something to do."
Things with Wen Yu. Things with Mom and Dad. Things with Wen Yu's parents. After all, it seemed like none of them mattered to her.
Wen Yu would pick her up on Saturday; she was at his parents' house. For convenience, her parents wouldn't drive alone; they would take Wen Yu's car with them.
Dusk was falling. Summer days get dark late, and the sunset glow hung long in the sky, a hue of orange and red, illuminating half the sky like a burning flame. The temperature was neither too high nor too low, and countless pedestrians strolled through the streets and parks. In the square, a large speaker was playing, and a group of retired women with nothing to do were dancing in unison.
Summer is so lively and noisy.
Two rows of barley were neatly arranged at the entrance of Ning Kai's new branch, standing guard on either side of the red carpet. Firecrackers were set off, and a large number of Ning Kai's relatives and friends came to warm up the atmosphere and congratulate him. Everyone was very happy, and their faces were filled with joy.
Pan Xianchen leaned against the glass door alone, twirling his phone. Ning Kai saw him lost in thought and left the others to walk towards him.
"Brother, we are opening a new map. Why are you looking so sad?" Ning Kai put his arm on Pan Xianchen's shoulder.
"Congratulations." Pan Xianchen said.
"I didn't hear any congratulations." Ning Kai looked at Pan Xianchen's face and said knowingly, "Isn't it just that your girlfriend didn't come with you? Is it necessary to act like a grudge husband?"
Pan Xianchen smiled but said nothing.
"How about I give her a call? How about the boss personally come down and see what the effect is?"
Ning Kai took out his phone, but didn't dial a button. He just looked at Pan Xianchen's expression with a sly smile. Pan Xianchen no longer had a sullen face, and his eyes fell on Ning Kai's phone, like a little boy looking at his favorite toy longingly. Seeing that Ning Kai didn't move for a long time, Pan Xianchen urged him: "Go ahead and hit him."
Ning Kai rolled his eyes speechlessly and scolded the useless Pan Gou with a smile: "You are hopeless."
When the call came through, Wen Yu was waiting in the villa for Wen Yu to pick her up. Her mother had asked her to change into a nice dress, but she was too lazy to do so. She wore a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, whatever was comfortable. Her mother got angry and scolded her harshly.
Wen Yu was already unhappy about tonight's dinner, but she refused to obey her parents' instructions on clothing. She was like a stubborn little donkey, defying her mother. No matter how her mother scolded her, she would just lock herself in her room and remain silent.
Ning Kai called from an unfamiliar number. Wen Yu thought it was a sales call and simply refused to answer.
A few seconds later, the same number called again.
Wen Yu picked up the phone suspiciously: "Hello?"
"I'm Ning Kai. My new store is opening today. Why don't you come to support me? If you don't come, some people will be very sad."
Wen Yu: “…”
She walked to the window, looked at the burning clouds outside, and said, "I'm sorry, Ning Kai, I can't go today because I have something to do. I'll bring a few more friends to support you in a couple of days, okay?"
Ning Kai smiled and turned to look at Pan Xianchen, who remained silent with a cold expression. Ning Kai said, "You're welcome to come in a couple of days, but today is the grand opening, so you have to come too!"
Wen Yu rejected Ning Kai several times before hanging up the enthusiastic phone call.
A few seconds later, another call came in, still from an unfamiliar number.
Wen Yu picked up the phone, and the other party said politely, "Hello, Wen Yu, I'm Hu Jingjing. Do you remember me? Today is the opening ceremony of my husband Ning Kai's new store, and we're all looking forward to you coming. Can you come over now?"
Wen Yu: “…”
Hu Jingjing waited on the other end of the phone. Ning Kai stood across from her, constantly pointing at Pan Xianchen and making exaggerated mouth shapes: Tell her Pan Xianchen is coming to pick her up, Pan Xianchen is coming to pick her up! Pan! Xian! Chen! Go! Pick! Her!
It seemed that every word was spoken with an exclamatory tone, but in fact Ning Kai did not make any sound.
Hu Jingjing rolled her eyes at him, annoyed by his noise, and turned away without looking at him.
Ning Kai stared at Hu Jingjing's back longingly, and Pan Xianchen also stared at Hu Jingjing's back longingly.
After a while, Hu Jingjing hung up the phone, turned around, and shook her head at the two men who were waiting eagerly.
Ning Kai patted Pan Xianchen's shoulder and comforted him: "My condolences."
Pan Xianchen didn't want to say a word to him. He walked into the store with his phone and sat down. Wen Yu's WeChat was so quiet. She didn't explain to him, nor did she offer any words of comfort. Couldn't she see that he was angry? Didn't she know that he was very sad? He didn't know what exactly Wen Yu was planning to do tonight, where she was going, or who she was with. A numb feeling of uneasiness enveloped him like a gnat. He wasn't happy at all about Ning Kai's happy event. Now he just wanted to rush to Wen Yu and fiercely question her why she treated him like this.
Yan Qianqian's WeChat popped up at this time——
Qianwan Millionaire: Where are you now?
Pan Xianchen crossed out the WeChat prompt at the top and didn't even want to click on it.
Qianwan millionaire:?
Qianwanfuweng: You’ve read it but you didn’t reply, right?
Pan Xianchen continued to pretend to be dead. He was in no mood to talk to Yan Qianqian.
Yan Qianqian was annoyed. She was sitting in Yan Zhiwen's car, with his driver behind the wheel. She and Yan Zhiwen had requested to go out for dinner with classmates tonight, and Yan Zhiwen had sent his driver to monitor her and ordered her to be home by 9:30.
As soon as the car drove out of the villa gate, Yan Qianqian asked the driver to stop. The driver looked at Yan Qianqian in confusion as she opened the car window and stuck her head out to stare ahead.
What's there?
The driver followed Yan Qianqian's gaze and saw a car parked in front of the villa complex next door. The owner of the car was negotiating with the security guard at the guard post. After a while, the security guard let the car go, and the car drove in smoothly.
Yan Qianqian had sharp eyes and recognized the car and the man driving it at a glance - Sister Wen Yu's boyfriend.
Oh my god! Yan Qianqian sighed in shock: What kind of life is Pan Xianchen, the male mistress, leading? It's a life of either him (Wen Yu's boyfriend) or not, or both! The male mistress is destined to live in hiding for the rest of her life!
Yan Qianqian couldn't help but send a WeChat message to Pan Xianchen, but Pan Xianchen ignored her. She didn't know what was so arrogant about his status.
Qianwan Millionaire: I advise you to be more honest and not get involved in messy relationships.
Qianwanfuweng: You asked me not to disturb Sister Wenyu, but I think it’s you who should not disturb Sister Wenyu!
Pan Xianchen:?
Yan Qianqian sneered. What? The keyword was triggered, right?
Qianwanfuwen: Being a mistress doesn't end well. You should keep your distance from Sister Wenyu and live your own lives!
Yan Qianqian righteously sent the WeChat message and told the driver to drive. As the car started, Pan Xianchen called. Yan Qianqian answered the call with a heroic and confident voice, saying "Hello" in a strong voice. Pan Xianchen said in a bad tone: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense." Yan Qianqian crossed her legs comfortably in the car. "Sister Wenyu has a boyfriend. What's your intention in attacking a girl with a boyfriend?"
"……What did you say?"
Still playing dumb? Yan Qianqian continued, "I just saw Sister Wenyu's boyfriend. He just drove into the villa—"
Before he could finish his words, the phone was hung up.
?
Yan Qianqian looked at the phone that had been hung up and angrily sent a WeChat message to Pan Xianchen: You actually hung up on me?! How rude!
Pan Xianchen rushed out of the store, phone in hand. Ning Kai couldn't stop him, and shouted from behind him, "Where are you going? Don't you want to eat?"
The car sped along the road. Pan Xianchen checked the time on the dashboard while slamming on the accelerator. He steered with one hand, freeing his other to call Wen Yu. If one or two calls went unanswered, he'd call back three or four more. Wen Yu sent him a WeChat message: "It's not convenient to answer the phone right now."
Pan Xianchen laughed at this sentence.
Inconvenient? What's the inconvenience?
He suddenly remembered that he was on a business trip not long ago. Even though he was so tired, he still wanted to video chat with her. How did she refuse him?
It seems inconvenient.
Pan Xianchen smiled coldly with the corners of his mouth pulled.
So that's how it was. The confusion and anxiety he'd been feeling for so long now had an outlet. If Yan Qianqian hadn't woken him up, he'd still be stuck in his emotional vortex like a fool. Every little detail of his past with Wen Yu unfolded in his mind like a thread. So. So. So!
He kept overtaking and honking his horn on the road, anger burning in his chest. But he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, praying that all this was fake, that Yan Qianqian was just talking nonsense.
Soon, he arrived at the entrance to the Wenyu Villa complex. He was driving an expensive car and had been there a few days before. The security guard at the checkpoint recognized him, briefly noted his phone number and the address of the house he was visiting, and then lifted the barrier to let him in.
He drove near Wen Yu's home and spotted a strange car parked in front of the villa from a distance. He suddenly tensed, his initial momentum fading. As he stepped on the brakes, his hands grew colder, even trembling slightly. He had clearly come to call for justice, but suddenly he wanted to turn around and leave. All his momentum was gone.
For a long, agonizing moment, Pan Xianchen stared intently at the villa and the car. In the silent car, the only sound was his heavy breathing.
Then, someone came out of the villa.
First came a middle-aged man and woman, seemingly married but not quite. The man walked ahead, empty-handed, striding briskly; the woman followed behind like an old woman, carrying large and small bags in both hands. They were both waiting by the car.
Immediately afterwards, a strange man whom Pan Xianchen had never seen before walked out, his hands also full of things.
Finally, Wen Yu came out.
She walked behind the others, her steps normal, neither fast nor slow. Her right foot must have healed by now; walking like this, she couldn't even see the slightest limp. The tall, muscular man in front stopped to wait for her. She passed him expressionlessly, opened the passenger door, and got in.
Pan Xianchen guessed the middle-aged couple must be Wen Yu's parents. They had gotten into the back seat of the car. The windows were down, so he couldn't see anything inside. The man stuffed his belongings into the trunk and trotted back to the driver's seat. Soon, the car was gone from Pan Xianchen's sight.
Pan Xianchen sat in the car, motionless. He forced himself to calm down. After a while, he picked up his phone and called Wen Yu again, but Wen Yu still refused. He suddenly felt very tired and put his head on the steering wheel, not moving for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Pan Xianchen slowly raised his head and typed word by word into the WeChat chat box: I'm waiting for you at your door. I want to see you now, right now.
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