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Ye Wenyu turned around in shock and looked at her aunt. Her face remained calm, but her heart was pounding in her throat. She pursed her lips tightly, afraid that if she didn't do this, her heart would jump out of her chest.
Just now, was the expectant look on the aunt's face the look of anticipation for her to discover the new clothes in the closet? Could it be that everyone around her knows all this, and she's the only one kept in the dark?
The auntie still smiled, as if she knew Ye Wenyu would be dumbfounded. Not wanting to lose face, Ye Wenyu forced herself to hide the disbelief on her face. She coughed lightly and asked the auntie in a seemingly calm manner, "Are all these clothes mine?"
The aunt smiled and nodded: "Of course, whose else would it be if not yours? It's such a small size, only Xiaoyu can fit into it." The aunt's warm and loving tone made it seem as if she had known Ye Wenyu for many years, like her family.
Ye Wenyu pretended to be calm again, although the turmoil in her heart could not be calmed. She asked the aunt in a low voice, "Was it bought before, or was it bought for me by President Lin while I was sick?" As she spoke, her two hands hanging at her sides trembled uncontrollably. This answer was very important!
"I bought it beforehand." The aunt still smiled calmly, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.
Ye Wenyu felt as if struck by lightning. Her body swayed, her small face drained of all color, and a great bell seemed to be ringing deep within her. The turmoil in her heart was indescribable. Why had Lin Tingfeng prepared so many clothes for her in advance? How did he know her clothing preferences and her size? Had he arranged for someone to investigate her and follow her? Even in those CEO romance novels, when a CEO takes a liking to someone, he tells his subordinates, "I need all her information within three minutes." Why did he predict that she would come to this room one day? Could he be prescient, or was he just too confident, foreseeing that she would end up in this situation?
And a long, long time ago, every time she was in trouble, he would always appear like a hero, descending from the sky and showing up just in time. Was all of this a coincidence, or a deliberate arrangement?
Thinking of this, Ye Wenyu felt a chill in her heart and shook her head violently.
Could it be that he loved her? So, and then—
This is truly terrifying to think about!
Ye Wenyu felt both joy and fear. Because of the profound emotional impact, her back was covered in a layer of sweat. She was joyful because she discovered that he was not a celibate man towards her. She liked him, and he seemed to like her too. This was a major new discovery, like loving someone and finally getting a response after all the hardships.
The fear was that she had only discovered all of this today, and that the whole scheme seemed to have been arranged long ago, and that she had only now glimpsed a small part of the truth.
Perhaps he loved her far more than she loved him, which is why he went to such lengths and schemes.
Ye Wenyu slowly turned around again, opened the wardrobe, and finally found her old clothes among a pile of new clothes. Compared to the new clothes, her old clothes looked extremely shabby and ugly. However, Ye Wenyu still took the old clothes, closed the wardrobe door, and changed into them.
Everything felt like a glamorous, adventurous dream, and she reminded herself to be cautious, vigilant, and never forget her roots.
Before her lay a fork in the road, blooming with flowers. The clever girl had already sensed the danger, but she also knew it was a sweet trap, full of endless temptations for her.
Perhaps it's not too late to escape now, but she just can't bear to leave—
On one hand, there's the struggle to make a living, like a fly trapped in a glass bottle, struggling wearily with no hope in sight; on the other hand, there are flowers and love, sweetness, warmth, comfort, and being loved.
But would he really love her? They were from two different worlds.
Ye Wenyu was incredibly conflicted and filled with insecurity. If he truly loved her, they could easily be together; he wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble.
When the aunt saw Ye Wenyu coming out in her old clothes, she looked a little disappointed. She gently advised, "Xiaoyu, those new clothes were all personally picked out for you by Mr. Lin. I think he will be even happier when he comes back in a while and you wear your new clothes."
The aunt used the word "more," and her expression and tone were a reminder to Ye Wenyu that her current role was the same as hers—to please her master.
Ye Wenyu was somewhat resistant, but not completely aware of it. She remained silent, smiled slightly, and slowly searched for her schoolbag and phone.
Her phone had power, which meant someone was taking care of her, even her phone. But after being sick for a month, apart from some spam texts from mobile carriers and Taobao shops, there wasn't a single phone call or text message from her. She felt like a complete abandoned child. She was heartbroken and confused. Did her mother not care about her and her school not care about her after she disappeared for a month?
Seeing Ye Wenyu's silence, the aunt walked over to her and advised her again, "Mr. Lin is very good to you. You were sick for a month, and he took care of you personally. He fed you water, washed your face, and combed your hair. I have never seen him so meticulous and gentle with anyone—"
Could it be her pajamas? The thought made Ye Wenyu's face flush instantly. Had he given her a bath while she was unconscious? Then, wouldn't he have...
The aunt seemed to read her mind and immediately explained, "Mr. Lin is a gentleman. How could he take advantage of you? He wouldn't need to. There are plenty of women who like him." The aunt looked at Ye Wenyu, wondering what Mr. Lin liked about her. As for beauty, there are plenty of beautiful women in the world. Perhaps he liked her purity and youth. She was silent for a while before slowly saying, "I and several other aunties helped you with bathing and changing clothes. For the next two weeks, when your fever subsided and you were sweating, you needed to bathe every day."
"I see," Ye Wenyu realized, and she said gratefully to the aunt, "Thank you, Auntie."
Just then, a joyful and familiar voice came from behind: "Xiaoyu, are you feeling better?" Ye Wenyu stiffened. It was Lin Tingfeng's voice. He was back. How was she going to face him?
Ye Wenyu slowly turned around. For some reason, she didn't dare to face Lin Tingfeng, but she forced herself to look up, her bright eyes meeting his.
He picked her up from the main street and took care of her for over a month until she recovered.
In any case, she wanted to thank him. Besides, she had been absent from school for more than a month and needed to go back to school. If she didn't go back soon, her studies would likely be ruined. She had to say goodbye to him.
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