Chapter 19 Chapter 19 I'm willing to marry Wen Ling
"His home is in G City, so why is he here?"
Wen He stared at the two figures inside, grinding his teeth fiercely: "I also want to know why he came here!"
"How did Lingling meet him? They seemed to be having a good chat. Could they be dating?"
Wen He almost broke down: "Second brother, why did I ask you to come up here? Aren't you afraid that your sister will be deceived?"
"Silly boy." Wen Heng chuckled and ruffled his hair lightly. "What kind of status do they have, and what kind of status do we have? Although we don't lack their family connections, there's no harm in getting to know them. As long as Lingling is willing, it's none of our business."
"Alright." Wen Heng's own affairs were a mess, so he couldn't care less about anything else. "I'm going back to my room to sleep for a while. When Lingling comes out, she can come and wake me up. I need to talk to her about something."
Wen He watched his dashing departure, stomping her foot in anger. How could they not understand that with Shang Chen, Wen Ling would be completely devoured? "My sister is about to be kidnapped, and you can still sleep!"
Wen Heng yawned and waved his hand: "Remember to call me."
Wen He punched the air, throwing a frustrated tantrum: "I'm not going to yell, serves you right that your wife ran away!"
Wen He only dared to curse in a low voice; if he actually danced in front of Wen Heng, he would chicken out.
…
After lunch, Shang Chen and the old man who had come with him prepared to leave.
Wen Ling hid behind her family, watching the old man exchange pleasantries with his grandparents, and then watched Shang Chen put on a mask and lean against the car waiting to leave.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, Wen Ling quietly waved goodbye to Shang Chen.
Shang Chen's eyebrows curved into a smile as he made a phone call gesture.
Someone noticed their little interaction. Wen Ling nodded vigorously, but her view was blocked by Wen He, who looked resentful: "Sister, I'm definitely not the brother you care about the most anymore."
Wen Ling was speechless for a moment: "Aren't you childish?"
Wen Ling understood that some people are just born with incompatible personalities. There are no conflicts, they just can't get along. Wen He and Shang Chen are such an example.
Wen Ling initially tried to get them to make peace, but later discovered that the two were surprisingly similar in some ways, both having their own so-called arrogance. So she stopped insisting on it and just treated it as a joke.
I can't see Shang Chen, but a message came in on my phone.
Shang Chen: [I'm leaving. See you at the start of the semester.]
Wen Ling: [Okay, have a safe trip.]
…
The ninth day of the first lunar month is Wen Ling's birthday.
The day before, her second sister-in-law, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time, called her and asked her to go shopping. Wen Heng was right next to her at the time, and upon hearing this, he nodded frantically. Only then did Wen Ling hesitate before agreeing.
Wen Ling had a pretty good impression of her second sister-in-law. She was gentle, intelligent, and a bit obedient. She always spoke with a smile, which made it easy for people to let down their guard. It was just a pity that Wen Heng didn't cherish her. Now that her second sister-in-law had decided to let him go, he was reluctant to let her go and wanted to win her back.
Wen Ling met with her second sister-in-law with the intention of speaking well of Wen Heng, but before she could figure out how to start, her second sister-in-law took her hand and chuckled, "Lingling, you've seen what your second brother has done. You can understand me, right?"
For a moment, Wen Ling was speechless.
Wen Heng, despite having a family, still had an ambiguous relationship with his first love. No matter how you look at it, this is unforgivable. However, the thought that they would really get divorced and no longer be a family still makes Wen Ling a little sad.
Her second sister-in-law wiped away her tears, as gentle as ever: "In the future, if you want to see me, just call me. Be good, Lingling, don't cry."
The more people comfort me, the less I can't help myself.
Wen Ling nodded, and her second sister-in-law pulled her into her arms, gently coaxing her: "Lingling, you need to be more discerning when you look for a boyfriend in the future. If a man can't be absolutely loyal, don't start a relationship with him. And if he's still entangled with his first love after breaking up, you absolutely can't be with him, do you hear me?"
Wen Ling agreed, somewhat bewildered.
Finally, she returned home with the birthday gift her second sister-in-law had prepared in advance. Wen Heng could tell from her state that the negotiation had failed, so he silently went back to his room.
…
The next day was Wen Ling's official birthday.
She received many birthday wishes via text message, and she replied to them one by one with great patience. When she scrolled to the bottom, she found that the first person to wish her a happy birthday was Shang Chen. At 00:05 a.m., he had been waiting to send his wishes right on time.
But Wen Ling remembered that she hadn't told him it was her birthday.
Wen Ling: [Thank you.jpg]
Wen Ling: [How did you know it was my birthday today?]
Shang Chen sent a voice message, his voice clearly tinged with amusement: "Maybe it's because I'm incredibly resourceful."
"Wen Ling, call me, I want to hear your voice."
Wen Ling touched her slightly flushed face, didn't call, and pressed the record button, whispering, "The voice message is the same, right?"
Wen Ling was afraid of awkward situations. She didn't want to be on the phone with Shang Chen but have nothing to say. That would make her feel that every second was extremely difficult.
Before long, Wen Ling was called down by her family to open her birthday presents. The main event was still the same unoriginal things: bank cards and property deeds. Even though she received the same things every year, Wen Ling was still very happy.
Until an unfamiliar box appeared in front of the Wen family.
"Who sent this?"
The heavy jewelry box spoke volumes about its contents, but after a while, it remained unclaimed.
It wasn't until Wen Ling personally opened it that the emerald necklace inside gradually appeared before the Wen family members. Some who knew its value fell silent, while those who didn't also felt that the necklace was extremely valuable. They only dared to admire it from afar and dared not touch it easily, for fear of covering the shiny emerald with a layer of unclean dust.
Wen Zan, being well-informed, quickly recognized the necklace as the final item at a recent auction, which fetched a high price of 300 million yuan and was acquired by a buyer surnamed Shang from G City.
Even without the most direct evidence to prove that the person was Shang Chen, the person with the surname Shang that Wen Ling had the most contact with recently was Shang Chen.
The elders of the Wen family had heard about Wen Ling and Shang Chen getting close long ago, but at first they thought it was just a minor squabble between children and didn't take it to heart.
After all, they didn't understand Shang Chen, but they did understand Wen Ling.
Anyone with evil intentions would find it difficult to get close to Wen Ling. As for feelings, the child is too young to understand and at most treats him as a friend.
But now things are starting to look a little off.
Wen Zan explained the truth to Wen Ling and also explained the value of the necklace. Wen Ling stood there stunned for a long time without making a move. Wen's mother hugged her daughter and comforted her: "Lingling, don't feel too much pressure. If you like it, keep it. We will reciprocate with a gift of equal value. If you don't like it, leave it here. Your family will take care of it for you. However, what you should think about most now is how you should get along with this boy in the future."
Shang Chen's thoughts were already quite clear.
Wen Ling was still in a daze, somewhat bewildered. She seemed to realize something, but she couldn't quite grasp the essence of it.
I could only go back to my room and call Shang Chen to find out what he meant.
If you like her, why not confess?
Normally, people confess their feelings first and then give gifts, so why did he do it the other way around? Wen Ling couldn't understand it; her mind was a complete mess. She was afraid that Shang Chen didn't have those kinds of feelings for her, but if that was the case, her suspicion would be a desecration of their pure friendship.
Wen Ling still didn't want to lose him as a friend.
After much deliberation, she finally mustered the courage to dial Shang Chen's number.
Under his grueling training, Wen Ling could occasionally speak a complete sentence, and she rarely had any more extremely difficult moments. However, perhaps it was just psychological, but the moment the call connected, Wen Ling became extremely nervous and couldn't speak.
It's been a long time since this happened.
She touched her neck, opened her mouth, and the more she wanted to say something, the less she could say anything; all that could be heard on the phone was her breathing.
"Wen Ling".
She could almost see his gentle voice on the other end of the phone: "Listen to me, take a deep breath..."
Wen Ling followed his rhythm, inhaling and exhaling, repeating this several times until she gradually calmed down. She spoke slowly, "Why would you give me such an expensive gift?"
Because you deserve it.
Wen Ling didn't know what she was hoping to hear, and this reason was clearly not what she wanted to hear: "But I haven't done anything for you."
After a pause, Shang Chen smiled and explained gently, "We're friends."
"Isn't it perfectly normal to give a gift to a friend on their birthday?"
So, is it really just because of friends?
"Wen Ling, I'm very happy to be with you, so you deserve this gift."
Wen Ling silently fiddled with the bed sheet beneath her. The question, "Do you like me?" was already on the tip of her tongue, but the repeated emphasis on the word "friend" made her hold it back: "You're so generous to your friends?"
“Of course not,” Shang Chen said. “Wen Ling, you are special, my only special… friend.”
…
Ultimately, the gift was deemed too valuable, so Wen Zan personally delivered it back to the recipient's home.
In Shang Chen's eyes, it was more like the Wen family had seen through his thoughts and were giving him a warning. That day, he sadly drank more than a dozen bottles of beer, still unable to figure out what the Wen family disliked about him.
He'd be willing to be a live-in son-in-law.
He even sent a voice message to Wen He while drunk: "Brother, could you please help me talk to your family? I'm really willing to marry into the Wen family, please, I'm willing to marry Wen Ling, please help me..."
Wen He laughed until tears streamed down his face. He quickly saved the voice message and then said, word by word, "Sorry, I would never help you even if you killed me."
A string of merciless jeers followed.
I woke up early the next morning.
Hearing his own offensive remarks, Shang Chen felt remorseful and calmly deleted and blocked Wen He, preferring to ignore him.
…
On the first day of school, Wen Ling was the last to arrive at the dormitory.
But to her surprise, as soon as she went in, she found two blueberry cakes on her table.
Wen Ling was surprised: "Was it put in the wrong place?"
Yang Lan at the next table smiled and said, "No, one was given by Wen He and the other by Shang Chen. They were both given to you by name."
Wen Ling slowly gave an "oh".
Then he opened the cake box and shared it with them, saying, "Let's eat together."
Her roommates thanked her one after another, and Wen Ling packed her things before replying to their messages.
Wen He didn't come to school with her this time.
He arrived a day early yesterday, but when asked what he was there for, he remained mysterious and wouldn't say.
Now I've asked her to have lunch with me again.
Unfortunately, Shang Chen also had an appointment.
Wen Ling had already agreed to his message before he did.
Wen Ling: [You're too late...]
Wen Ling: [Feeling guilty, fidgeting with her fingers.jpg]
Wen He: [?]
Wen He: [I assumed that us eating together for our first meal of the semester meant we'd already agreed to it.]
Wen Ling immediately felt guilty: "Well... I'm sorry, how about we go out to eat together tonight?"
Wen He sent a huffy emoji: [That's more like it.]
The cream melts in your mouth.
The aroma of blueberries was irresistible. Wen Ling squinted her eyes, savoring the delicious taste, and finally remembered the topic she had almost forgotten: "So why did you come a day early yesterday?"
Wen He threw a cute emoji at me.
Wen Ling had a gut feeling that he was hiding something: 【Hmm?】
Wen He sent a voice message: "Oh, nothing much, just had something to do, saw a friend off to the airport."
Wen Ling typed in a name: 【Bai Weiwei?】
Wen He nodded, sending an "Mmm" emoji, unusually obedient. Wen Ling then asked, "[You two got back together?]"
Wen He chuckled: "Sis, you figured it out."
Wen Ling couldn't help but think of Yan Qingli. Did she know?
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