In her previous life, Wen Yan died in a car accident, just one year after Lin Qingyan passed away.
It is said that when a person is on their deathbed, the events of their life will flash through their mind like a revolving lantern, and in the last moment of their life, all they think about is their beloved Yan Yan.
Wen Yan was filled with remorse before he died. If he could live his life again, he would hold on to Yan Yan tightly and never let her go again.
Heaven actually gave him a chance to be reborn, sending him back to five years ago, before he met Yan Yan and before anything happened.
The day he learned that he had been reborn, Wen Yan was overjoyed and trembled with excitement. He thought that he still had a chance, and this time he would definitely find his Yan Yan, love him well, and not let him suffer any more grievances.
But fate always plays tricks on people.
A few days after his rebirth, before he could find Lin Qingyan's whereabouts, he ran into the boy from five years ago, who was still nineteen years old, in a Western restaurant. But there was another person with him, Gu Fei.
His excited and surging heart felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.
It turns out that it wasn't just him who was reborn, but also Yan Yan.
God gave him a second chance, but he still couldn't hold onto the person he longed for. He thought, maybe everything was preordained in his past life.
Wen Yan forced a slightly bitter smile, looking at the somewhat moved young man sitting diagonally opposite him, and said, "I don't know much about you and him."
"Shortly after your death, he discovered your background..."
The news was all over the internet at the time, and Wen Yan only learned about it online. He was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.
Not only that, Gu Fei also exposed the truth about all the things An Nanyi had done to Lin Qingyan. Lin Qingyan was innocent; he did nothing, and everything was fabricated by An Nanyi behind his back.
Wen Yan simply couldn't believe that the seemingly kind and innocent young master of the An family was actually an imposter who had taken someone else's place and was even doing such vicious things behind the scenes.
It's quite ironic that those self-righteous netizens who used their keyboards to viciously criticize Lin Qingyan fell silent when they learned the truth.
But Wen Yan knew he had no face to talk about others. He was the same; he had once misunderstood Lin Qingyan, misunderstanding that his Yan Yan had really done those things, but he didn't dare to admit it.
He didn't know how Lin Qingyan and Gu Fei met, or why Gu Fei was doing all this for Qingyan.
The weather that day was gloomy and oppressive, with a light drizzle falling. Wen Yan went to the cemetery to visit Lin Qingyan. He saw the man standing in front of Qingyan's tombstone from afar; it was Gu Fei.
The man, dressed in a sharp black suit, stood there silently. A bouquet of bright red roses lay before the tombstone. He did not use an umbrella, letting the cold rain pelt him, soaking his hair and clothes.
Wen Yan didn't go forward, but just looked at the man's well-defined profile from afar. She had no expression, but his back looked particularly lonely and desolate.
He stood there for almost half an hour, and when he left quietly, the man was still standing quietly in front of the tombstone, lost in thought.
Wen Yan finished speaking in just a few words. He didn't want to talk about how good Gu Fei was in front of An Qingyan. "I often went to see you, and I ran into him a few more times later."
"I see..."
An Qingyan recalled the lonely and forlorn figure in the rain. Whether in his past life or this one, Gu Fei had done so much for him.
He had wondered if, after he died in his previous life, the truth about the wrongful accusations would never be known to anyone...
It was Gu Fei who revealed the truth to everyone, exposed An Qingyan's true colors, and cleared his name.
An Qingyan would always remember the moment when he was dying, the man held him with a trembling body, hot tears falling drop by drop onto his face. How grief-stricken and desperate the man must have been at that time.
The boy's nose tingled, and his eyes gradually reddened, welling up with tears. He suppressed his complex emotions, stood up, and said to Wen Yan in a relatively calm manner, "Thank you for telling me all this."
"It's nothing." Wen Yan also stood up. His feelings were complicated: sadness, disappointment, and jealousy. He was jealous that Gu Fei could win An Qingyan's love. He tried to smile, but he couldn't.
"May you always be happy, Yan Yan."
Even though the person who brings you happiness is no longer me.
Wen Yan took two steps forward, but didn't dare to get too close, keeping half an arm's length away from the boy. Her gaze was gentle. "If you need anything from me in the future, just tell me. If he treats you badly, you can tell me, and I'll teach him a lesson for you."
An Qingyan smiled at him and sincerely said thank you, "Wenyan, don't waste your time on someone who has no future. I wish you can find true happiness. Also... don't be so gentle to everyone."
Wen Yan remained silent for a moment, then nodded.
He thought he might never find someone he could treat gently again.
——
Lu Sheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, making a phone call. After the other party answered, he curled his lips and said, as if he couldn't resist stirring up trouble, "Dear cousin, you have a rival in love."
After a moment of silence, a calm and indifferent voice came from the other end, consisting of only three words: "Speak like a human being."
Lu Sheng: "Do you know Wen Yan? He's the heir to the Shengshi Group."
Of course he knew her. Gu Fei had met Wen Yan by chance a few months ago. He and An Qingyan were having dinner at a restaurant when he saw Wen Yan pulling and tugging at her. Their relationship seemed a bit strange.
Another time, during the recording of a talent show, Lu Yuqi saw Wen Yan and An Qingyan together. They talked about something and ended up parting on bad terms.
Lu Yuqi, like his older brother, was someone who loved watching the drama unfold, and he gleefully told Gu Fei about it, saying the same thing: that Gu Fei had a love rival.
Once could be a coincidence, but twice was inexplicable. Gu Fei still felt a sense of crisis and immediately ordered someone to investigate what connection An Qingyan and Wen Yan had.
They found nothing.
Before this, the two had never met and were complete strangers.
One is the heir to a large corporation, and the other is a child from a poor family living at the bottom of society; they really don't have much interaction in their lives.
But they do know each other.
Perhaps it's just that it hasn't been found out yet; that's the only explanation that makes sense.
However, Gu Fei did not regard Wen Yan as a rival in love. He was unaware of the cause and effect, and even if Wen Yan really liked An Qingyan... he had no chance. He was confident of that.
Lu Yu repeated what his assistant had told him to Gu Fei, then stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Tell me, my cousin-in-law and that Wen guy clearly know each other, so why is she pretending not to? Is there some kind of love-hate relationship between them?"
Gu Fei casually uttered a sentence: "Perhaps there is a deep-seated hatred."
Lu Yu: "...Possibly."
——
After the photoshoot, he could rest for a few days. After returning to the hotel from the studio, An Qingyan began packing his luggage. He didn't want to wait until tomorrow; he wanted to return to Nancheng immediately.
Fans knew he was on set, but not his schedule, so no one picked him up at the airport. However, some sharp-eyed fans still recognized him.
Wearing a fisherman's hat, a mask, and sunglasses, almost completely covering his face, and even his neck was hidden by a turtleneck sweater, only true fans could recognize him.
Moreover, the fan who recognized him was a male fan, tall and thin, with handsome features.
"Yan Yan, you're Yan Yan, right?!" The male fan excitedly ran to An Qingyan's side, but didn't make a sound. He just asked in a trembling voice, his eyes shining.
His two assistants watched him warily, afraid that he might suddenly shout and attract everyone's attention.
An Qingyan simply put her index finger to her lips through her mask, making a shushing gesture, which was tantamount to acquiescing.
The male fan got even more excited. He looked around to make sure no one was watching before cautiously taking half a step forward and asking if he could get an autograph.
An Qingyan readily agreed, took the notebook and pen handed over by the other party, and thoughtfully asked the male fan's name, then gave him a signature.
The male fan's hands were trembling when he received it, and his eyes were almost red. "Yan Yan, you must be happy."
An Qingyan felt a warmth in his heart, and he smiled and nodded, "Yes, I will."
The male fan got even more excited and blurted out his true feelings: "Thank you, wife! I love you!!"
An Qingyan: "..."
The two assistants next to him couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Everything went smoothly after that, and she was not recognized by anyone else.
An Qingyan made the decision to return on short notice without telling anyone. He gave his assistant a few days off and instead of going straight home, he took a car to the Gu Group alone.
It was exactly nine o'clock in the evening. Most employees had left work, but the lights in the president's office were still on. A man with a cold and stern face was sitting at his desk processing documents. He was wearing an expensive shirt and trousers, looking meticulous and rigorous.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
Gu Fei didn't look up, his voice indifferent: "Go in."
An Qingyan carefully opened the door, but didn't come in directly. She just poked her head in, silently looked at the man who was focused on his work with his eyes down, and blinked.
Gu Fei didn't hear any noise, so he looked up and saw that familiar face. The sneaky look was particularly cute. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately got up to greet him.
When did you get back?
"Just got back." An Qingyan also walked in, and when the man opened his arms, she rushed into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and rubbed against his shoulders and neck affectionately, smelling his unique scent.
The fatigue from a busy day seemed to ease somewhat. The man's brow remained stern, but a hint of tenderness had appeared. He affectionately stroked the head of the person in his arms, chuckled softly, his chest heaving, and said:
"You're so eager to see me as soon as you get back?"
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