Wen Yi's mind was completely focused on confirming Gu Huaixu's matter, and she really didn't have the time or the mood to deal with Xiao Lan.
But Xiao Lan was determined not to let Wen Yi leave today.
Wen Yi stopped in his tracks and looked up at Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan sneered and said, "You think you've won... Ah!"
Before Xiao Lan could finish speaking, Wen Yi pushed her away. Xiao Lan, who was already using crutches to support herself with a broken leg, immediately lost her balance and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
She looked up at Wen Yi in a disheveled state.
Wen Yi looked down at him and sneered, "A defeated opponent, what are you trying to do to make your presence known in front of me?"
"You, you..."
"Xiao Lan, don't let me see you a second time, or you won't even have the chance to use a cane."
The first leg was crippled by Second Master Gu in order to protect Wen Yi.
But Xiao Lan is courting death; Wen Yi will personally cripple her second leg.
Wen Yi is much more ruthless now than before.
After experiencing all of this, Wen Yi became even more certain that a person's character and thoughts will constantly change in the torrent of time.
Some people are becoming kinder and more compassionate, saving all living beings.
Some people are becoming increasingly selfish and malicious, intolerant of even a grain of sand in their eyes, and even less tolerant of any humiliation.
Wen Yi is clearly the latter.
She could never be the former. From the day Gu Huaixu and her maternal grandparents died, Wen Yi could never become the one who held hands with Gu Huaixu or the saint.
She no longer loved this world, only hated it, and only had a desire for crazy revenge day after day.
Wen Yi took a step forward, indifferently stepping over Xiao Lan's leg and heading towards the villa.
Xiao Kongkong was there just now. She used to help Xiao Lan, but not anymore.
Everything that needed to be reminded and said had been given, but Xiao Lan insisted on being unwilling to accept it and courting death time and time again, leaving Xiao Kongkong with no way to stop her.
...
Golden Deer Gate Restaurant.
When Wen Yi arrived, Gu Zeyu had already arrived.
Wen Yi was quite worried that Gu Zeyu would make a big fuss like before on the way here, so fortunately this time it was just an ordinary dinner party, and the restaurant wasn't even booked out.
I just asked for a seat in a small private room by the window.
Gu Zeyu always wore a proper suit, exuding a gentle and refined air, and when he saw Wen Yi, he flashed his signature gentle smile.
As long as Gu Zeyu doesn't have a saintly heart, he always has a refined and elegant air about him.
Wen Yi initially did have a good impression of him, thinking that such a gentle, good-tempered person who could understand her heart would surely be a good husband in the future.
"Sorry I'm late," Wen Yi said politely.
"I arrived earlier."
Gu Zeyu went to Wen Yi's seat and pulled out a chair for her. Only after Wen Yi sat down did he return to his own seat.
"Although you invited me today, I still placed an order with the kitchen in advance. Please take a look and see if there's anything you like that was missed, or if there's anything you don't like, you can click on it and change it."
Gu Zeyu handed the tablet to Wen Yi; the items she had just ordered were all on it.
Wen glanced around and saw that they were all foods she liked.
To be honest, she hadn't known Gu Zeyu for very long. Even her own parents hadn't noticed the dishes that Wen Yi liked, but Gu Zeyu had.
Wen Yi's expression softened considerably. "These are all my favorite foods. Thank you, Young Master Gu."
"Wen Yi, you're being too kind to me," Gu Zeyu sighed. "I know we had a misunderstanding before, but so much time has passed, and now that we can sit here calmly, I hope we can let bygones be bygones."
“Okay, let bygones be bygones,” Wen Yi replied readily.
Just a few seconds later, Wen Yi added, "But there's something from the past that I'd like to verify with Young Master Gu, and I hope he won't hide anything from me."
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