Chapter 735 The Fallen Miss Isn't Fallen Anymore 26
Yu Qingyan guessed correctly.
Lu Qian repeatedly provoked her, even injuring her face, which led her to take extreme measures. The court sentenced her to life imprisonment.
In other words, she will stay in prison until she dies.
When Ning Yan heard the news, she only sighed: "Miss Yu is so lucky. She even managed to get a lifetime government job. It's really unfair!"
...
Ning Yan returned to N City after graduating from university. By then, Ning Guohao had already returned to his family, and their daughter, Xiao Xinxin, was already in kindergarten.
Fearing pressure to get married, Ning Yan simply moved into the villa that Zhang Qiuran had given her.
Her love of luxury led her to meet a rich second-generation heir. He was the second son in his family, and those who know, know—he had plenty of money to spend, but he didn't need to inherit the company.
The two had so much in common and got along so well that they started dating very quickly.
Just as the two were planning to get married, Ning Yan met Ms. Bai Nanqin again.
Looking at Ning Yan, who had become even more beautiful over the years, Bai Nanqin felt a sense of defeat for no reason. She never imagined that eight years later, she would swallow back the words she had once said. This feeling was too painful, but there was no other way. If she did not compromise, Ning Yan would have to marry another man.
Wouldn't her son hate her for the rest of his life?
"Miss Ning, I agree to you being with my son."
Ning Yan was particularly curious about how someone with such an arrogant and condescending tone could climb to such a high position.
Has the country become so short of manpower?
"I'm sorry, Ms. Bai, your agreement is useless. The country doesn't approve. Bigamy is illegal. I just got my marriage certificate with my boyfriend this morning."
Bai Nanqin's face turned deathly pale.
The son was obsessed with this woman. Eight years, eight years! He never came home once. He wouldn't even call them "Mom" and "Dad." He stayed in the lab all day. Even on holidays, he would go on trips by himself. He wouldn't even date a girlfriend.
What could she do?
What can their parents do?
We have no choice but to compromise!
But it was too late for her!
Ning Yan has lived a very comfortable life. When the money ran out, the young couple would each go home and live off their older brother and sister. Little Zhang Xin used all of his pocket money to support his older sister.
There's nothing she can do; her sister is too good at fooling people, and she falls for it every time.
Moreover, ever since she could understand words, she has heard her own mother say every day: You have to work hard, otherwise how will you support your sister in the future?
Hearing this so many times made her take her sister's responsibility for her. She had also heard her mother say that her life was given to her by her sister, and that without her sister, she wouldn't exist.
Therefore, she always treated her older sister with the respect due to a mother. Although her sister did not own any shares in the company, she would give her a large dividend every year, enough for her to live comfortably.
...
In a courtyard house in Beijing.
Wen Yanchen has just completed a new research project, and her paper has been published in an international journal, earning her a month-long vacation.
In the autumn courtyard, the leaves turned yellow and the persimmons turned red.
He lay in a rocking chair, holding a small teapot the size of his palm. He would shake it twice and take a sip, shake it twice and take another sip. He lived like an eighty-year-old man when he was only forty.
Just then, someone knocked on the courtyard gate, and soon someone opened it.
A young woman in her mid-twenties walked in carrying a plate. Her gaze was fixed on Wen Yanchen, and she had a shy look on her face. "Mr. Wen, my dad just fried some radish balls and asked me to bring them over for you to try."
Wen Yanchen frowned, but still sat up and called out towards the kitchen, "Aunt Li, put away the meatballs. Didn't we just get a box of Boston lobsters delivered? Give some to Brother Wen to try."
Aunt Li immediately responded, tidied up the lobster, and gave it to Miss Wen to take away.
Wen Yue belatedly realized and said, "Ah? No need, Mr. Wen, just a plate of meatballs..."
Aunt Li said, "Of course, of course."
The neighbor brought something, so there's no reason to let them leave empty-handed. Besides, my husband clearly didn't want to deal with them, so we couldn't take advantage of them, even if it was just a plate of meatballs.
Wen Yue clearly didn't understand this principle. She was still staring at Wen Yanchen like a lovesick fool. She couldn't help it; this man was too charming. Although he was a bit older, she didn't mind.
She had read far too many novels like "The Scientific Research Master and His Clumsy Wife," and she even felt that Wen Yanchen had been waiting for her all along, and that she was Wen Yanchen's heroine.
Look, one of them is surnamed Wen and the other is surnamed Wen, they must be family.
Wen Yanchen frowned again, but fortunately Aunt Li was helpful and quickly packed her things. "Miss Wen, let's go."
Wenyue didn't want to leave, but she couldn't resist Aunt Li's insistence, so she had no choice but to go back to her own home with Aunt Li.
It was the weekend, and neither of the Wen family members next door were at work. Seeing them bring back half a box of lobsters, they sighed inwardly. The mother even glared at her daughter, feeling a bit disappointed in her. How could a mere young girl like her possibly be interested in Academician Wen?
The phrase "marrying someone of equal social standing" is never just an empty phrase. Their daughter and Academician Wen were like that plate of meatballs and the half-box of lobster that someone else returned—the gap between them was enormous, and it was destined that there would be no future for them.
After Aunt Li left, Wen's mother pulled her daughter aside and gave her a long talk, saying, "Stop thinking about it. Academician Wen doesn't think much of you. Don't make the relationship between the two families too strained."
Wen Yue retorted, "Your daughter is so beautiful, why wouldn't he like me? How do you know he wouldn't like me?"
"Because he's an academician, and you're just an unemployed bum with a bachelor's degree; because of that half-box of lobsters you gave as a return gift; because he doesn't even want to talk to you much..."
Wen Yue wouldn't listen, and would always find opportunities to get close to Wen Yanchen.
However, after that day, the people in the courtyard were instructed that she was never able to step through that door again.
Wen Yanchen secretly went to Ning Yan's wedding. The ruthlessness of Ning Yan on the day they broke up made him realize the meaning of hatred, but the hatred stemmed from his continued love.
But after seeing her marry someone else, his heart died.
His boss had introduced him to potential partners, but he had refused them all.
I don't want to force myself or hurt others, so I'd rather stay single.
He got used to being single after a while. He was originally just single, and living alone was quite nice.
But I still think of her occasionally.
He also wondered if, had he prepared his parents beforehand and told them not to go looking for her, would they have had a better ending?
Now, will there be another one like her rocking in the yard?
No, she's always been bold. Perhaps she'll snuggle into his arms, share a thin blanket, rock in the same rocking chair, and maybe even steal a kiss from him...
Thinking of that scene, Wen Yanchen smiled.
A leaf drifted down from a branch, twirling as it landed on his leg, its last vestige of life fading away...
...
Ning Yan was very satisfied with her life. She passed away when she was sixty-six, and a year later, she passed away when she passed away when she passed away when she passed away when she was sixty-six.
The two sisters have always had a good relationship.
That half-brother never appeared again.
Ning Yan passed away peacefully at the age of eighty-eight.
Give myself a pat on the back for sticking to 700 chapters! Last month's royalties were only a little over 700 yuan. I don't know where I got the courage to keep writing.
Also, thank you to all of you who are still reading. Without your support, this book would probably have ended a long time ago.
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