(five hundred and eighty-two)
Because of Ye Wenyu's care and love, Lin Tingfeng developed a heroic spirit amidst great danger and pressure.
He smiled, his eyes shining like stars, and his spirits lifted. He said with anticipation for the future, "I believe that my father has seen all my efforts over the years, so there won't be any trouble with the will. My stepmother can't cause any trouble either, so don't be afraid."
Hearing Lin Tingfeng say this, Ye Wenyu's heart finally calmed down. The weight in her chest finally lifted.
but--
Lin Tingfeng suddenly remembered something, his face darkened, and he said to Ye Wenyu with utmost seriousness, "If anyone from the Lin family comes looking for you, you must not meet them."
He anxiously recalled the past, how Lin Tingxuan and Lin Tingyue, those two scheming women, had come to see Xiaoyu time and again, causing them to break up and get back together, creating countless troubles. So he worried that someone else would try to drive a wedge between them.
Ye Wenyu nodded. She also thought of the past. The past is not like smoke and dust. Thinking about it carefully, many people approached her with ulterior motives. Once they achieved their goals, they would disappear. So it was better not to see them. She didn't want to be a fool and be used by others anymore.
Everyone around her initially said, "I'm doing this for your own good." But over the years, she gradually realized that there was only one person who truly cared about her, and that was Lin Tingfeng. This is probably what they mean by "time reveals true character."
To truly understand someone, one must spend a long time with them.
Lin Tingfeng was moved to see Ye Wenyu so docile and obedient. He walked to Ye Wenyu's side, pulled her to her feet, hugged her tightly, and kissed her forehead. The soft, fragrant body in his arms brought him a moment of relaxation and a sense of happiness. He thought for a moment and said to her, "If you just believe in me unconditionally, everything will be alright, okay?" His voice was filled with indescribable weariness and an extremely sincere plea.
His biggest worry now is that the trust between them is still as fragile as glass. If even one person with ulterior motives jumps out and makes irresponsible remarks, their relationship will be in trouble again.
Ye Wenyu nodded again, knowing in her heart that her past struggles, doubts, wavering, and distrust had hurt Lin Tingfeng, which was why he was so afraid that she would distrust him again and leave his side.
Thinking of this, a wave of guilt washed over Ye Wenyu, almost suffocating her. But at the same time, she thought, "No, Tingfeng. The reason I didn't trust you enough before was because you were too strong. You were married, but now you're divorced and a free single person. Moreover, you're surrounded by enemies and isolated. I won't be as easily swayed as before."
But she couldn't say these words aloud, for fear of hurting him. So, Ye Wenyu tiptoed and kissed Lin Tingfeng on the lips, saying to him with utmost seriousness, "Don't worry, this time it definitely won't happen."
Lin Tingfeng looked at her, hugged her a little tighter, and slowly smiled.
Ye Wenyu blushed and leaned against Lin Tingfeng's chest, but at the same time, a question arose in her mind: if she unconditionally believed him, would everything really be alright?
The room was bathed in a soft, orange-red light, making all the appliances appear as if they were coated with a transparent film.
Lin Tingfeng held the girl in his arms and quietly looked around the house. At that moment, he felt peaceful and happy.
After Jiang Zhiming left Lin Tingyue, it felt like the sky had fallen and the world had turned dark for this rich young lady.
She didn't eat or wash her face every day, staying in her room. The pain in her heart felt like being cut by a knife. She felt like she had been abandoned in the cold, dark sea, oblivious to the passage of time, until one day, her mother called her.
Lin Tingyue let her phone ring for a long time before slowly picking it up. When she saw that it was her mother calling, she was stunned for a moment. She answered the phone and waited quietly on the other end.
Zhang Yingzi's anger, tinged with disappointment, seeped through her. She said to her in a commanding tone, "I'm right outside your door now, come and open it!"
Lin Tingyue was stunned. She thought her mother was really smart. No matter how she asked, she knew she was at home.
Somewhat doubtful, she held the phone to her ear and then, in a daze, went to open the door. Sure enough, Zhang Yingzi was wearing a purple coat, a black hat, and sparkling jewelry, looking at her with a stern face.
Lin Tingyue blushed. Zhang Yingzi hung up the phone and walked into the room, somewhat annoyed. Looking at the dark and messy room, she regarded the belongings as if they were garbage in a doghouse.
Lin Tingyue glanced at her exquisitely beautiful mother, then at her own current state—disheveled hair, no makeup, wearing the same pajamas she'd worn for days, and emanating a strange odor from not showering. She felt a pang of shame. She too had once been a woman of exquisite beauty, like a movie star, but now—
Jiang Zhiming has already abandoned her and doesn't want her anymore. Who is she dressing up for? Other men, no, apart from Jiang Zhiming, no other man in the world has anything to do with her. So these days, she has been staying at home, like a mushroom growing moldy in a dark room.
She had lost the motivation and enthusiasm to dress up. Jiang Zhiming's departure seemed to have taken away all the light and warmth from her life.
Lin Tingyue flinched and took a step back.
Zhang Yingzi walked to the window, forcefully pulled open the heavy curtains, and then opened the glass window to let in the fresh air from outside.
The intense sunlight stung Lin Tingyue's eyes, and she instinctively reached out to shield her face.
Zhang Yingzi said angrily to her with a dark face, "You broke up with Jiang Zhiming?!"
Lin Tingyue nodded. She had thought her mother didn't know, but it seemed everyone knew now.
Zhang Yingzi didn't seem surprised at all. She was silent for a moment, then instructed, "Then, cancel the engagement."
Upon hearing this, Lin Tingyue felt as if a knife had pierced her heart.
The engagement ceremony, the day she had looked forward to countless times, would make her smile with joy every night as she thought about it. On that day, she would wear a beautiful dress, hold Jiang Zhiming's hand, and smile as she accepted the blessings of all her relatives and friends. She had even visited five or six luxury brand stores to decide what shoes to wear for the engagement ceremony.
But now the engagement is being cancelled?!
Thinking of this, Lin Tingyue's eyes reddened, and tears were about to fall.
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