When this thought popped into her mind, Jiang Wanning felt a dull ache in her heart.
Seeing that Jiang Wanning's expression finally changed, Lu Hong felt a mixture of relief and pity.
Jiang Wanning likes Fu Chenyuan, right?
Now she's sure.
Lu Hong was certain, and then felt a little sorry for Jiang Wanning.
Ultimately, she and Jiang Wanning shared a similar plight.
So what if Jiang Wanning married Fu Chenyuan? She still can't win Fu Chenyuan's heart.
Lu Hong seemed quite surprised: "You don't know? Brother Shenyuan has someone he likes, Brother Shenyuan has a white moonlight! So, although I don't know why Brother Shenyuan married you, you still can't win his heart."
Jiang Wanning's fingers unconsciously touched the milk cup. Her fingers, with broken skin, felt a little pain, but this pain brought Jiang Wanning back to her senses.
She had a smile on her face, looking relaxed.
Jiang Wanning held a cup in one hand and casually rested her chin on her other hand, smiling slightly, instantly captivating everyone with her charm.
The coffee shop table wasn't big, and the two sat facing each other. Lu Hong's eyesight was excellent, and when Jiang Wanning smiled, it was as if roses bloomed around her instantly, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
Lu Hong was overwhelmed by the beauty filter and felt an urge to take a picture.
If Jiang Wanning weren't Fu Chenyuan's wife, she would definitely have shamelessly asked Jiang Wanning for a set of street photos.
Lu Hong was stunned by Jiang Wan Ning's smile, and was somewhat dazed.
If Fu Chenyuan were a superficial person, it wouldn't be impossible for him to marry Jiang Wanning just because he saw her face.
Before Lu Hong could react, Jiang Wanning said, "Have you ever thought that I am A Yuan's white moonlight? That I am his only one and his special privilege?"
Anyway, since she married Fu Chenyuan, no ex-girlfriends or other women have come to challenge her.
A girl who can win Fu Chenyuan's favor must be pretty good.
Since that "white moonlight" didn't appear when Fu Chenyuan and she officially announced their marriage registration or even their wedding announcement, she probably won't appear in the future either. So, she doesn't need to worry about being exposed when she replies to Lu Hong like this.
Lu Hong was taken aback by Jiang Wanning's answer.
She stammered, "How could that be? Judging from your expression, Brother Shenyuan hasn't confessed to you, has he? He hasn't said you're his white moonlight. How can you be so sure it's you?"
"You said it yourself, 'white moonlight.' What does 'white moonlight' mean? It means unattainable, something you wouldn't dare touch easily. If it's unrequited love, if it's 'white moonlight,' would you say it so easily?"
Jiang Wanning stood up, not wanting to say more: "Thank you for sharing Ayuan's past. It only makes me feel more sorry for him. I will love him well and heal him from now on. You don't need to worry about it. This coffee is on me, after all, I am your sister-in-law."
Lu Hong was speechless for a moment.
She saw calmness and composure in Jiang Wanning, and she saw her unflappable composure in the face of adversity.
She had expected Jiang Wanning to be shocked or cry, but she actually thought that she was Fu Chenyuan's white moonlight.
Lu Hong suddenly realized that she hadn't thought of that.
Fu Chenyuan was never one to compromise or suffer injustice.
Why would he marry someone who isn't the one he wants?
Lu Hong slumped to the spot, watching Jiang Wanning leave.
She took out her phone, tears streaming down her face, panicked, and dialed Lu Heng's number: "Brother, I think I did something wrong. Waaah, brother, I was wrong. I should have listened to you. Waaah, they won't like me anymore. The person I like and the person I'll like in the future probably won't like me anymore."
No matter how mature and composed Lu Hong appears in public, she bursts into tears the moment she calls Lu Heng, completely lacking the assertiveness she displayed in front of Jiang Wanning.
Lu Heng was also a little anxious: "Don't cry. Xiao Hong, you're back in China? Why didn't you ask me to pick you up? What did you do? You have to tell me."
"Brother, I..." Lu Hong's words were cut off before the call ended.
Her phone was out of battery.
Lu Hong cried for a while before calming down. She borrowed a waiter's number to call Lu Heng: "Brother, it's me. My phone is dead. I'm going home now. I'll talk to you when I get home."
*
Jiang Wanning got into the car, gripped the steering wheel tightly, calmed her breathing, and finally drove the car back.
Back in her and Fu Chenyuan's courtyard, Jiang Wanning put away her cufflinks and took a shower.
Fu Chenyuan has not returned yet, but news about him has come in.
Fu Chenyuan said he still had some things to finish tonight and would be back later.
Jiang Wanning came out after putting on her pajamas, feeling a little stuffy in her chest.
Fu Chenyuan's white moonlight?
She remembered the story about unrequited love that she hadn't finished reading during the day.
She followed that person on Weibo.
Jiang Wanning clicked on that person's Weibo; the profile picture was of a field of sunflowers.
Jiang Wanning stared at the sunflower profile picture for a while before clicking to view it.
That person's latest Weibo post is: My Mingyue and I got married, posted on June 16th.
Just as Jiang Wanning was about to continue looking down, there was a commotion downstairs.
She turned off her phone, immediately got out of bed, and ran to the balcony.
Their detached courtyard is a three-story building, with the bedrooms on the second floor.
She went to the balcony, where the night breeze blew the hem of her nightgown and lifted her long hair.
Jiang Wanning leaned against the railing and looked down, and sure enough, it was Fu Chenyuan.
The dim streetlights cast a long shadow of Fu Chenyuan.
He stood tall and straight, his steps seemingly hurried, as he walked this way.
As if sensing something, Fu Chenyuan suddenly looked up.
He stopped and stood under a street lamp. His face was half hidden in darkness and half in light, yet he looked exceptionally alluring.
Jiang Wanning's hand tightened instinctively as she gripped the railing, only to see Fu Chenyuan smiling at her.
He strode forward a few steps, his eyes fixed on her, without looking where he was going.
"Wanwan," he called her.
Jiang Wanning also subconsciously smiled and said, "A Yuan, you're back."
The conversation was very casual, yet it made Fu Chenyuan's eyes seem to moisten.
God knows how long he had been waiting for this day.
"Yes, I'm back. Sorry to keep you waiting."
Jiang Wanning smiled and shook her head: "Not long. I wasn't waiting for you."
Fu Chenyuan looked up at her and said, "That's good. I was worried you'd be bored."
The two chatted for a while before Jiang Wanning reacted first: "A Yuan, are you tired? Come on up."
Fu Chenyuan smiled too.
Just now, I might have seemed a little silly, but I felt incredibly happy inside.
Fu Chenyuan came upstairs, and Jiang Wanning was already sitting on the edge of the bed.
He walked up to her, half-squatted down, took Jiang Wanning's hand, and looked her straight in the eyes: "Wanwan, is something on your mind?"
Jiang Wanning was taken aback; did this man have to be so perceptive?
She smiled gently: "No, you should go take a shower."
Fu Chenyuan held Jiang Wanning's hand, lowered his head and gently kissed it, then his expression changed.
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