street.
Zhuang Wen and Tang Xin were separated by a road, gazing at each other from afar.
Neither of them spoke.
Zhuang Wen sighed inwardly, then turned and left.
Tang Xin frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then took off after Zhuang Wen.
"Zhuang Wen, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Xin caught up with Zhuang Wen and stopped him.
Zhuang Wen glanced at her, then walked past her and continued forward.
"What are you throwing a tantrum for? Wasn't it your fault the night before last? Do you dare say you were right? Why are you so stubborn? Why do you insist that I come to you? Why can't you come and apologize to me? Is it so hard for you to apologize to me? I've already done this much, what's wrong with you bowing your head and apologizing? Will it hurt you?!"
Tang Xin questioned Zhuang Wen, blurting out everything she wanted to say.
In fact, she even sounded a little aggrieved at the end.
"Is it my fault? Don't you want to think about it?"
Zhuang Wen finally spoke, but what he said startled Tang Xin.
What do you mean by that?
Tang Xin glared at Zhuang Wen.
"Think about it yourself."
Zhuang Wen sneered, "I can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep."
"Zhuang Wen, you stop right there!"
Tang Xin screamed, but did not let go of Zhuang Wen's hand.
"Miss Tang, is there anything else?"
Zhuang Wen asked politely but distantly.
What did you call me?
Tang Xin shouted incredulously, "Do you still want to marry me? Have you thought about the consequences? By doing this, we're destined never to be together again!"
"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."
Zhuang Wen looked at this extremely naive woman and sighed.
When will she ever mature?
"W-what did you say?"
Tang Xin said blankly, "Zhuang Wen, you weren't like this before..."
"The past is the past, the present is the present, and people change."
Zhuang Wen shook off Tang Xin's hand and said, "Also, I'm married now, so this is the end for us."
"Getting married? How could that be..."
Tang Xin was stunned, her eyes reddening. "Don't lie to me, Zhuang Wen, you're not joking..."
"I'm not kidding you."
Zhuang Wen said calmly, "From now on, let's keep our distance, or rather, it's best if we don't meet anymore, so my wife doesn't misunderstand."
"What……"
Tang Xin's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but take two steps back.
Zhuang Wenze strode away from there.
Tang Xin opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Her heart was filled with bitterness, and she was in so much pain that she felt like her heart was breaking.
But suddenly, she realized that Zhuang Wen's marriage might just be a ruse!
How could he possibly get married so quickly?
He must be lying to himself!
Yes, he was lying to himself!
A surge of hope welled up in Tang Xin's heart, along with a feeling of anger at being deceived by Zhuang Wen.
As she watched Zhuang Wen's departing figure, she suddenly shouted, "Zhuang Wen, don't regret it now that you're gone!"
But Zhuang Wen didn't even stop walking; he gradually disappeared into the distance.
Tang Xin clutched her chest, which was throbbing with excruciating pain, her face contorted in agony.
“Zhuang Wen, he wasn’t like this before. He used to be so good to me. Why is he like this now? Why…”
She looked dazed and muttered to herself.
"It's clearly his fault, why won't he apologize to me? Why won't he make up with me? Why..."
Tears streamed down her face; she felt utterly helpless, like a little girl who had lost her beloved candy—a sight that evoked pity.
Ring ring!
Her phone rang.
When she took it out, she saw that it was a call from her male best friend, Liang Shang.
After the call connected, Liang Shang's gentle and magnetic voice came from the other end of the line: "Xin Xin, are you at work? I happen to be going to the vicinity of your company today. Do you have time to have lunch together?"
"Okay, see you later."
Tang Xin thought about it and agreed.
Liang Shang's voice is much better than Zhuang Wen's!
However, she still wanted to hear Zhuang Wen's voice.
...
2 PM.
A small coffee shop.
Zhuang Wen arrived more than ten minutes early.
His gaze immediately fell on a person by the window.
This is a mature and beautiful woman in her thirties with fair skin. She is holding a cup of coffee, looking out the window with slightly furrowed brows, as if she has an unyielding sorrow.
"Manager Mu, right?"
Although Zhuang Wen had only spoken to her on the phone, he recognized her at a glance as Mu Qimei, the person in charge of the beauty and skincare project he was about to discuss.
"Hello, Manager Zhuang."
Mu Qimei put down her coffee cup, stood up, and shook hands with Zhuang Wen with a smile.
The two parted immediately upon touching.
At this moment, Zhuang Wencai carefully examined her.
She was voluptuous, wearing a long black dress that revealed a small section of her fair calves, and with her long, wavy, wine-red hair and captivating eyes, she was a stunning beauty.
"Manager Zhuang, please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
Mu Qimei accepted Zhuang Wen's scrutiny with grace and composure; she was already used to it.
"Whatever."
Without looking at her for long, Zhuang Wen smiled and sat down opposite Mu Qimei.
"Waiter, a cappuccino, please..."
Mu Qimei raised her slender arm and beckoned the waiter to bring coffee.
Mu Qimei blinked her charming eyes and looked Zhuang Wen up and down, unable to look away.
She took a liking to Zhuang Wen at their first meeting.
It's not just because Zhuang Wen is handsome, but also because he has an outstanding temperament and a special charm that attracts people.
It was also because Zhuang Wen was very polite, including touching and then separating when shaking hands, and stopping when looking someone up and down.
Mu Qimei's gaze seemed electrifying, making Zhuang Wen feel somewhat restrained.
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