"Miss, are you alright?"
At that moment, a gentle, soothing voice, like the murmuring of a spring, rang out above Tang Ning's head.
The man's smile was as gentle and refined as his voice, but his eyes were different from ordinary people's. His pupils were a faint gray, and his gaze seemed unfocused.
He only glanced at her briefly before Tang Ning, whom he was supporting, became so exhausted and dizzy that she could barely keep her eyes open. As her vision blurred, she didn't even have time to utter a word of thanks before she fainted.
Seeing this, Pei Yuan subconsciously reached out and hugged her. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes. Before he could make any further move, the man glanced at Han Jun out of the corner of his eye and saw him rush out of the elevator in the hotel lobby with a look of panic on his face.
Without a word, he picked up Tang Ning, who had fainted in his arms, and strode towards his car parked by the roadside.
He had just carefully placed Tang Ning into the back seat of the car when Han Jun ran out of the hotel.
He looked around blankly, but there was no sign of Tang Ning anywhere.
Seeing this, he hurriedly raised the phone he had been holding and was about to call Tang Ning.
Before he could even get through, Pei Yuan had already pressed the power button on Tang Ning's phone with his right thumb.
"Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off..."
A sweet and polite female voice rang in Han Jun's ear.
He stared at his phone in disbelief, searching for it while reluctantly dialing Tang Ning's number again.
Almost simultaneously, a black Rolls-Royce silently glided past him.
From the back seat of the car, which was completely obscured from view, Pei Yuan, with the unconscious Tang Ning lying on his lap, gently twirled a strand of Tang Ning's long hair with his fingers. He didn't even spare a glance for Han Jun, who was passing by and visibly growing increasingly impatient.
The car drove slowly, and the neon lights on the street shone through the car window, reflecting on Pei Yuan's expressionless face.
"President, where are we going now?"
Just then, a respectful voice suddenly came from the direction of the driver's seat.
As he heard the question, Pei Yuan's fingers landed on Tang Ning's flushed face. The slightly hot touch made the man's handsome brows furrow unconsciously.
"Hospital."
He said.
The next morning, Tang Ning was awakened by a unique fragrance.
Slightly opening her eyes, Tang Ning saw nothing but white. She frowned and was about to move when she suddenly noticed something strange about the back of her hand. Looking down, she realized that she was lying on a hospital bed with an IV drip in her hand.
Using her good left hand, she slowly propped herself up. She pressed her still throbbing temples, her mind blank, before she could even think of anything, when there was a knock on the door of the ward.
Tang Ning quickly replied, "Come in," and then saw a round-faced nurse carrying several insulated food containers walk in from outside the door.
"Madam, how are you feeling now? Are you still dizzy? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
"Oh, right, and these too. I was just passing by the door and saw you were awake, so I quickly brought these over to you. These were all bought for you by the gentleman who brought you to the hospital earlier. He also paid for your hospital fees in advance..."
The nurse chattered on and on as she set up a small table on the hospital bed and arranged the contents of the insulated food container for her one by one.
"Um, thank you..."
Because she was still a little confused about the situation, Tang Ning politely thanked her first.
"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's my pleasure."
Unexpectedly, the nurse was quite kind.
Moreover, the things she took out of the thermos almost filled the small dining table.
After arranging everything, the nurse smiled and headed out, reminding Tang Ning that she could ring the bell to call them if she needed anything, and not to worry about bothering them.
Seeing this, Tang Ning quickly called out to her, "Excuse me, where did the gentleman who brought me here go? Did he leave his name? How can I find him and return the money to him..."
Before Tang Ning could finish speaking, the round-faced nurse, who was already almost at the ward door, suddenly looked at her in astonishment. What? These two didn't know each other? She thought…
Perhaps realizing her reaction was somewhat impolite, she quickly adjusted her expression and replied apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm not quite sure either..."
"oh……"
Upon hearing this, Tang Ning smiled politely and nodded, "Thank you."
*Smack*
The door was gently closed from the outside in front of her, and Tang Ning then turned her attention to the dishes on the table: millet, longan, and red date porridge, shrimp dumplings, steamed buns, and so on.
This smells somewhat like Jin Fu Ji.
Thinking this, before she even picked up her chopsticks, her gaze was once again drawn to a sunflower in a vase on the bedside table. The scent she had smelled while half-asleep must have come from this sunflower.
If she remembered correctly, sunflowers had always been the original owner's favorite flower.
In her childhood, she gave Pei Yuan more than one sunflower in an attempt to win his heart.
At that time, Tang Ning's thinking was very simple: her favorite sunflowers would surely bring Pei Yuan a good mood for the day.
Thinking of this, Tang Ning chuckled to herself.
Tang Ning gently pulled open the bedside table drawer and saw her phone lying silently inside. She reached out, took it out, and pressed the button. Sure enough, it was off.
Because she hadn't eaten breakfast yet, Tang Ning didn't intend to turn on her phone immediately, fearing that hearing certain people's voices would affect her appetite.
Tang Ning casually tossed her phone aside and began to seriously enjoy the food laid out in front of her.
Wait until she has almost finished eating before turning the machine back on.
The moment the computer is turned on, all the software sounds start vibrating simultaneously.
Before she could even glance at the messages, a phone call came in immediately.
Seeing the word "husband" displayed on her phone screen, Tang Ning raised an eyebrow. After letting the phone ring for a while, she slowly answered the call.
Han Jun's anxious voice rang in her ears at that moment.
"Tang Ning, where are you now? I'm looking for you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tang Ning calmly asked, "Where are you? Yun City or Qing City?"
"I've already returned to Qing City..."
"Now?"
"Now."
"What about the collaboration with Ms. Yunrou and Ms. Huang? Are we just going to ignore it?"
Tang Ning's brows furrowed deeply.
"I've finalized the cooperation agreement. I've asked Chen Ping and his team to stay in Yun City to continue following up and finalize the details. They can report to me anytime if there are any problems..."
"I see. It seems that our CEO Han wasn't unable to come back before, but rather lingered there, unwilling to return."
"Tang Ning..."
"No need to explain, I understand, I really understand. My first love, whom I've cherished for so many years, has returned to China. We haven't seen each other for ten years. How could you possibly care about me, this eager backup option? If I were sensible, I should be more considerate and back down on my own. Otherwise, if we really fall out, how ugly would that be!"
Tang Ning's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and she said in a sarcastic tone.
"Tang Ning! I..."
"I don't want to hear what you're saying right now, not a single word."
Tang Ning took a deep breath. "It's nine o'clock in the morning now. We'll meet at the company at five o'clock in the afternoon in my office. We can talk when we meet."
After speaking, Tang Ning hung up the phone without giving Han Jun any chance to reply.
As soon as she hung up the phone, Tang Ning immediately called another number, "Have you prepared my things yet? Okay, I'll come and pick them up right away."
After calmly saying this, Tang Ning glanced at the still dripping medicine, raised her hand and pressed the bell at the nurses' station, taking the initiative to say that she wanted to be discharged.
After the nurse carefully removed the IV needle and Tang Ning got dressed, she was about to leave when she saw the sunflowers in a vase on the side. She stopped in her tracks, politely asked the nurse who was tidying up for a pen and paper, wrote down her name and contact information, and left it at the nurses' station.
"Excuse me, I have something urgent to attend to right now. Here is my contact information. If that gentleman returns, could you please give this to him for me? Thank you."
After saying this with a smile, Tang Ning picked up the sunflower and left in a hurry.
No sooner had Tang Ning entered the elevator than Pei Yuan, leaning on a white cane, slowly emerged from another elevator. He successfully obtained Tang Ning's note from the group of nurses who looked on with regret and surprise, and was even asked if they wanted him to read it aloud.
"No, thank you."
Pei Yuan smiled gently.
"Sir, your return is extremely unfortunate. That lady left just one minute before you arrived, otherwise you would have met..."
Even these nurses probably never imagined that such a scene from an idol drama would happen in real life, right before their eyes, and they all felt a pang of regret.
Pei Yuan, who was leaving with his white cane, did not show much change in expression as he listened to their discussion.
After all, in his opinion, now was not the time for him to meet Tang Ning. If he hadn't known that Tang Ning had left him a note, he probably wouldn't have come at all.
Pei Yuan's upturned smile remained unchanged as he entered the elevator.
4:55 PM.
Tang Ning appeared right on time downstairs at the company she co-founded with Han Jun.
A soft clatter of high heels swept by, leaving a trail of silence and the sound of a polite, respectful "Hello, Ms. Tang."
Hearing these greetings, Tang Ning nodded in response.
After she left, the group of employees who had behaved so obediently in front of Tang Ning immediately started flooding their private group chat with complaints.
—Ugh, President Tang is nodding his head to kill me.
—Is it just my imagination? Why do I feel like President Tang's aura has become even colder? But I like it, hehe.
...
Such examples are endless.
After Tang Ning took the elevator up to the 22nd floor, she paused for a moment when she saw her office door closed. Then she pushed the door open, looked up, and met Han Jun's gaze as he sat in her chair.
With just one glance, Tang Ning noticed his slightly haggard face and the dark circles under his eyes.
"Tang Ning!"
Upon seeing her, Han Jun immediately stood up.
Tang Ning closed the office door, took a deep breath, and turned to walk resolutely toward Han Jun.
She had just reached the desk and hadn't even finished speaking when Han Jun came around from behind, picked up several thermos containers he had placed beside him, and said as he unscrewed them, "You probably didn't eat last night. You didn't go home, and I couldn't get through to you on the phone, but knowing your personality, I figured you probably wouldn't remember to eat either. So after you answered my call at nine, I specially went to Uncle Qin's place, which we often go to, and borrowed the kitchen to make you something to eat..."
"No matter what, eat something to fill your stomach first."
As he spoke, Han Jun had already unscrewed the lids of all the insulated containers, and the aroma of food instantly filled the office.
Upon hearing this, Tang Ning's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at the insulated containers.
Perhaps because her father was particularly good at cooking and always pampered her like a little princess, she didn't know how to cook anything until she met Han Jun.
When two people are together, in order to save money, someone always needs to buy groceries and cook. It's just a pity that the original owner's skill points may not have been allocated to skills that ordinary girls might have. She can't do makeup or dress up, and even cooking and making soup is indescribable.
She had tried, but unfortunately, a kitchen killer is a kitchen killer. No matter how good the ingredients are, they will turn into inedible culinary disasters in her hands.
She works harder than most guys when it comes to starting a business, and she's also very hardworking. She's often gone out alone at midnight to negotiate a deal.
For nearly ten years, Han Jun took care of the original owner, who was rather careless in daily life, cooking for her and so on. Even after the original owner starved herself to save money and developed stomach problems, Han Jun, who originally didn't care much about cooking skills and only cared about filling her stomach, specially enrolled in a chef's class.
In his view, if it weren't for him, Tang Ning would have been perfectly fine and wouldn't have developed such a serious stomach ailment.
He must take full responsibility for his mistake.
In reality, no one is truly a fool. The warmth of their first encounter alone could not sustain the original owner's entanglement with Han Jun, who already had someone in his heart, for ten years. She was unwilling to let go, hoping that one day she could win his heart.
It's because her efforts over the past ten years have paid off, and Han Jun has been good to her, which has allowed her to persevere.
After thinking all this through, Tang Ning forced herself to look away from Han Jun and the thermos next to him, walked around the desk, and sat down in her chair.
After these actions, Tang Ning's eyes were no longer so red.
To be honest, you can tell from the scene when the original owner first met Han Jun that the original owner was also a crybaby. Her tears were practically worthless, and even the slightest setback could make her cry uncontrollably.
However, ten years have passed.
These ten years have changed her so much, and made her realize that no matter what difficulties she encounters, crying will not solve anything. She gradually stopped crying. Not only that, she also developed a habit of trying her best to maintain her composure no matter what happens.
Even when facing her lover of ten years, Han Jun, she remained the same.
The office was quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Ning finally looked steadily at Han Jun.
Her gaze inexplicably gave Han Jun a bad feeling. He subconsciously took a step forward, and Tang Ning had already spoken.
"Han Jun, let's break up."
Yes, we broke up.
Having already caught her fiancé and his ex-girlfriend dressed like that in a hotel room, she's not a ninja turtle, so of course she wants to break up.
If she doesn't break up with him, is she supposed to wait until after marriage for him to cheat on her?
She doesn't have that kind of hobby.
"Tang Ning!"
Han Jun shouted in disbelief, "Don't be angry with me, Xia Yang and I have nothing going on..."
"I don't care whether anything happened between you and Xia Yang or not. I only believe what I saw. She appeared in your room with her clothes disheveled. You insist on telling me that you were just chatting under the covers. I can't do anything about it. After all, I can't force you to go to the hospital for a checkup to see if you slept together or not."
Tang Ning said with a sarcastic expression.
Hearing her say that, Han Jun's face grew even uglier. His lips moved several times, but he couldn't utter a single word. His head was buzzing, and even his fingers trembled slightly.
Seeing him like this, Tang Ning blinked quickly a few times, forcing back her tears, and even slightly shifted her gaze. "Besides, it was only last night, wasn't it?"
"Today, April 21st, I saw a photo of Zhou Li and Xia Yang on her WeChat Moments. That night you came home an hour later than usual, and you smoked three cigarettes downstairs. Usually you only smoke one cigarette to satisfy your craving, but you smoked three that day. What's bothering you?"
"If you say this is just a coincidence, whose WeChat Moments did you see on May 17th? Someone like you who doesn't even check WeChat Moments, why did I see the photos of Xia Yang's college roommate and best friend Wang Feifei's dinner party on your Moments that day without it even loading? Who had already seen it? Didn't you think the hand showing in that dinner party photo looked particularly familiar?"
"And June 3rd..."
As Tang Ning gradually revealed all the secrets the original owner had discovered, Han Jun's face grew paler and paler.
It can only be said that every woman who is cheated on in a relationship is possessed by Sherlock Holmes; as long as they sense something is wrong, they will always find a way to find all sorts of evidence.
The original owner couldn't bear to part with the man in front of her, and would rather suffer internal injuries herself than let things go unresolved, but Tang Ning was not willing to do that.
This kind of man, seemingly gentle, is actually the most cruel. He always hesitates and lets two women fight tooth and nail for him. He can't learn to say no. Whoever needs him more, his heart will lean towards them.
The original owner was too sensible and too incapable of crying. She didn't understand that sensible children don't get candy, which is why she was gradually and naturally abandoned by the other party, ultimately ending up with nothing and imprisoned.
Tang Ning didn't want to go through a tug-of-war with a black lotus like Xia Yang over such a man. Besides, even if you won against someone like Han Jun, you'd still lose.
She only wanted to leave cleanly and decisively before Han Jun's feelings for her were at their deepest and before Xia Yang's various means of eroding his goodwill had completely worn it away, thus using retreat as a strategy for advancement.
"...Heh, I gave you a full five months to sort out your feelings for Xia Yang, and now I see the result, I accept it... Ha, even I find these words utterly meaningless now!"
"Smack!"
She then tossed the file folder she had brought onto the desk and looked at Han Jun with a calm and collected expression.
"Here is the share transfer agreement that I had Attorney Lan draft for you. When the company was in crisis, I used the compensation my father received from his car accident and his savings to help the company through that difficult time. You promised me that you would voluntarily give me 25% of the shares as compensation, but I refused because of our relationship. But now, I want them!"
Tang Ning clenched her fists tightly and said this word by word.
"Tang Ning..."
"Or are you saying you've found someone new and are unwilling to give anymore? Let me tell you, if it weren't for my father's life-saving money, this company wouldn't be able to stay afloat at all. This is all what I deserve!"
Tang Ning's eyes immediately turned completely red.
The original owner was unwilling to sell herself miserably, so she's the one selling herself. That's just how it is. No matter what it is, things are only truly yours if you hold them in your own hands.
She chose to ask for the shares back at this time because Han Jun felt guilty towards her. Otherwise, once he came to his senses, it would be harder than climbing to heaven to get the shares back without paying any price.
As long as she maintains absolute control, she doesn't believe Han Jun can still recklessly use company resources to promote Xia Yang, who wants to enter the entertainment industry, just like in the drama. Not only that, she will also find ways to gradually dilute the remaining shares held by Han Jun.
Since he believed that Xia Yang's love for him was genuine and had nothing to do with the money he had worked hard for together with the original owner, then he would let her see just how deep Xia Yang's unforgettable love really was.
Tang Ning had already said all that, and Han Jun, still feeling guilty and with a conscience, finally signed the gift contract.
Seeing him write his name, Tang Ning raised an eyebrow, took back the contract, and then slowly said, "For Ning Zhen's sake, I hope you won't tell anyone about our breakup for now, nor about the shares. Also, even if we're dating, I hope Mr. Han can focus on his job first before discussing anything else. Now, please leave!"
"Tang Ning, listen to me..."
Get out!
Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and Tang Ning shouted uncontrollably. But the moment she finished shouting, she reached out and covered her aching stomach. Her face turned pale, and she collapsed into the chair behind her.
"What's wrong? Is your stomach problem acting up again?"
Noticing that something was wrong with Tang Ning, Han Jun rushed to her side immediately.
"It's none of your business..."
Tang Ning said this with difficulty.
But how could Han Jun ignore her like this? He immediately asked anxiously, "Where's your stomach medicine? Did you bring it?"
Hearing his urgent question, Tang Ning frowned before weakly replying, "I didn't bring it; I think I left it at home."
"Drink some hot water to calm down first, I'll go downstairs and buy it for you right now!"
As he spoke, Han Jun hurriedly poured Tang Ning a cup of hot water and then rushed out of the office.
Even after the man's figure completely disappeared into the elevator, Tang Ning's face remained pale, but she still raised an eyebrow slightly.
Just then, a cell phone rang in Han Jun's coat pocket, which he had somehow left in the office.
Tang Ning subconsciously reached out and took out his phone, only to see the name Xia Yang displayed on it.
Seeing this, Tang Ning looked down at Han Jun's back, which had become a tiny dot downstairs, and let the phone ring for a long time before hanging up, deleting the call record, and turning off the phone in one go.
She learned this method from Xia Yang, since the original owner used to do the same when she called Han Jun.
So, from now on, she's going to return everything to her, one by one, slowly.
Isn't Han Jun unable to let go of or forget his ex-girlfriend?
So, would it be acceptable for her to simply become his ex-girlfriend?
Author's Note: Break up! Break up! If we don't break up soon, I'll be cuckolded to death! But Tang Ning would much rather be the one cuckolded than the one being cuckolded!
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