Chapter 116: No Forgiveness
Through a meal, Yan Ai successfully became "friends" with Zhong Zhuoying.
Before the two separated, they exchanged WeChat accounts.
When Yan Ai returned home, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.
She came out of the shower and picked up her phone to see if Zhong Zhuoying had sent her a WeChat message, but she saw an unexpected WeChat message first.
It turned out to be sent by that taciturn Yang Weizhao.
Why would he send WeChat to himself?!
Yan Ai was surprised and curious.
So she clicked it.
Yang Weizhao asked her, "Miss Yan, are you free tomorrow morning?"
Yan Ai blinked and stared at the WeChat message several times. After making sure that she was not dazzled, she really believed that Yang Weizhao had sent her a WeChat message.
In her previous life, she and Yang Weizhao had known each other for two years, but he had never sent her a WeChat message. He always called her directly.
Yan Ai didn't agree first, but typed, "Tomorrow morning? What's going on?"
After sending the message, Yan Ai thought that the other party might not respond so soon, so she planned to go dry her hair. Unexpectedly, before she put down her phone, Yang Weizhao's message came back.
He said, "My mom used the grapes Academician Song gave us last time to make wine. My dad said, 'I'll give you a few bottles to try. Are you free tomorrow? I can bring it to you.'"
Yan Ai looked at these words and thought to herself, this taciturn guy talks a lot when typing, but only says a few words when they meet or talk on the phone.
Not to mention that Yan Ai has no interest in wine, even if there is any, she doesn't plan to buy it.
So I politely declined, "Sorry, I'm afraid I won't be free tomorrow."
The other party should know what this rejection means without any reason, right?
Yan Ai thought Yang Weizhao would reply with a "hmm", but unexpectedly, he replied with another string of "hmm".
He said, "It's okay, you can send me your delivery address and I can send it to you."
Yan Ai regretted it. She should have replied directly: I don’t like drinking wine.
She had no choice but to give him her father's address.
After the address was sent, it finally calmed down.
Then she sent a message to her father to let him know and asked him to check it out in the next few days.
After sending the text message, she finally had time to blow-dry her hair.
Listening to the rustling sound of the hair dryer, Yan Ai's thoughts drifted away.
She remembered the glass of wine on the night of her 19th birthday.
It was that glass of wine that tied her and the man Feng Jue together.
They all said that she shamelessly put drugs in the wine, but only Jiang Yuan believed her unconditionally.
Of course, she didn't tell her father that she had sex with Feng Jue because of this glass of wine.
If she told him, her father would definitely fight with Feng Jue.
Afterwards, she wanted to investigate, but all signs indicated that it was most likely just a misunderstanding.
This glass of wine with added ingredients was originally used by an elderly couple in another room for the purpose of seeking excitement and fun.
I don't know what happened in the middle of the journey, but I ended up in her room.
…
Yan Ai's hair dried, the hair dryer was turned off, and her memories were interrupted.
Just like what she had said to Jiang Yuan in the hospital before, what’s the point even if we find out the truth about what happened back then?
Even if Feng Jue believed that she was innocent, she didn't care.
If that's the case, why should she bother investigating what happened back then?
The result will be the same whether you check or not: no forgiveness.
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