Find fault
When Wen Xubai woke up the next day, the bedside felt cold to the touch, and no one was there anymore.
Despite feeling unwell all over, Wen Xubai sat up and stared at the empty bed. For some reason, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
This was the first time that Wen Xubai hadn't seen Qi Zui after they woke up from their intimate moment.
The blanket slipped off her smooth chest, revealing her fair body covered in ambiguous marks, especially her waist, which was a frightening bluish-purple.
Wen Xubai sighed, pursed his lips, got out of bed, and slowly moved to the bathroom to clean himself up.
When he walked into the living room while drying his hair, he saw the sticky note stuck on the warm milk on the dining table.
Reaching out to take it, Wen Xubai read it carefully:
"I have a meeting this morning, so I'm going to the office now. There are some sandwiches in the fridge, remember to eat them."
After reading it, Wen Xubai lowered his eyes.
Qi Zui used to write on sticky notes, and every time he finished writing, he would draw a little "kiss" emoji. Wen Xubai used to laugh and cry when he saw that emoji, and teased Qi Zui for being childish. But now that he really doesn't see it anymore, he suddenly feels a little empty.
I opened the refrigerator and sure enough, I found a sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap inside.
It lacks the fancy packaging of convenience stores and looks just like its usual "unremarkable" appearance. I wonder how early Qi got up to make it.
Standing in front of the refrigerator, Wen Xubai felt a strange mix of emotions.
I took a deep breath, suppressed the soreness in my heart, picked up the sandwich and went back to the table to sit down. One bite, and it was still the familiar taste.
His emotions surged and boiled over in an instant, and Wen Xubai felt somewhat dazed.
Apart from the houses, which were even more luxurious and spacious than those in Huaihua Lane, everything seemed unchanged. It was as if the three years of separation had been nothing but a dream, as if nothing had happened, and the two were still a loving couple…
While I was lost in thought, the screen of my phone, which was lying to the side, lit up.
The message came from the hospital that Fang Yue and her child were out of danger and had been transferred to a regular intensive care unit.
Unfortunately, he couldn't pretend nothing had happened...
Qi Zui became Wen Xuchi, and he could no longer be Chen Che... No, or rather... he had never been "Chen Che" at all.
After swallowing the last bite of his sandwich, Wen Xubai returned to his bedroom.
His clothes were all torn to shreds in yesterday's fight, so he had no choice but to pick out the best piece of clothing to wear.
Despite the claim of being selective, Qi Zui's wardrobe was actually quite empty, containing only a few clothes. Most of the items were neatly arranged in sets, clearly meant for formal occasions.
But Wen Xubai wasn't surprised. He used to do the same when he was with the Wen family. He had to travel around for work and wouldn't stay in one place for long. He also owned more than one property, so he wouldn't leave too many things in any of the houses.
Wen Xubai picked out a beige shirt, then drove home first to change into his own clothes before going to the company.
Before leaving, Wen Xubai thought it over again and again, and still packed Qi Zui's clothes and put them in the trunk, thinking that if he had the chance to see him, he could return them to him.
As he pondered this, Wen Xubai himself froze.
I don't know when we'll see each other again...
But what if? What if there's a chance?
It felt like two little people were arguing and choking each other in his mind. Wen Xubai quickly closed the trunk, extinguishing the thoughts in his mind as well. Then he quickly started the engine, using the speed to stop the chaotic images in his mind.
The journey to the Ruan Group, which took an hour, was completed in just forty minutes by Wen Xubai.
He got out of the car and entered the building. He was new to the company and had just been appointed president by Ruan Xing a few days ago. Apart from a few directors, many people in the group did not know him.
Many people were curious when they saw Wen Xubai's new face.
"Huh? Which department is this? I've never seen them before."
"Yeah, is he new? He's so handsome—"
Some girls were acting like they were infatuated.
Wen Xubai was unfazed and continued walking toward his office without stopping.
It wasn't until he reached the entrance of the department he was in charge of that people started to greet him, saying, "Good morning, Mr. Xu!"
"Good morning, Mr. Xu!"
Wen Xubai nodded politely in acknowledgment.
When his secretary opened the office door for him, Wen Xubai was surprised to find that someone was already waiting for him inside.
Startled upon seeing the man, Wen Xubai asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"
The secretary behind them quickly glanced at the two of them, then discreetly withdrew and closed the door behind her.
Ruan Xing shrugged and said, "It's my company, can't I come?"
Wen Xubai: "·······"
Wen Xubai glanced at the other person expressionlessly, then walked to his seat and sat down.
Before she could even sit down properly, the man suddenly grabbed her collar.
Ruan Xing narrowed his eyes. "You went to see Wen Xuchi?"
Startled by the words, Wen Xubai then remembered that there were still marks left by Qi Zui on his neck from last night. Although he had deliberately worn a turtleneck sweater to cover them, his bending over had still revealed a little bit of them.
At this moment, Ruan Xing forcefully pulled down her collar, completely exposing the ambiguous traces.
Wen Xubai angrily pulled his hand away, straightened his collar, and said, "It's none of your business."
"None of my business?" Ruan Xing laughed. "Wen Xubai, have you forgotten why you came back?"
"Do you know how many eyes are watching you and Wen Xuchi right now? If the media or other people with ulterior motives photograph you two, everything will be ruined! Do you want all his efforts over the past three years to go down the drain? Do you want your hard-won opportunity for revenge to be wasted because of a personal affair?!"
As he spoke, Ruan Xing slammed his hand on the table, leaned down and stared into Wen Xubai's eyes, saying each word through gritted teeth, "He is no longer Qi Zui."
Wen Xubai's heart suddenly pounded, and his gaze towards Ruan Xing flickered slightly.
After a long pause, he lowered his gaze and said calmly, "I will never see him again. Yesterday... was an accident."
Ruan Xingqiang said firmly, "That would be best."
Wen Xubai suddenly felt a little annoyed.
He also understood that Ruan Xing was right; he couldn't let everything be ruined in his hands.
Just then, a quarrel suddenly broke out outside the door, accompanied by smashing and cursing, coming from afar.
Both men facing off were startled and looked towards the door at the same time.
The next second, the office door was kicked open, and an angry, hoarse voice rang out:
"Who is Ruan Xu?!"
"Hey sir, sir! This is a private office area! You can't come in!"
"Get out of my way!" Wen Xuyi angrily shoved aside the secretary who was blocking his way and cursed, "Who do you think you are?! How dare you stop me?!"
The secretary was no match for the tall, strong man. She stumbled and nearly bumped into a vase. Luckily, a colleague nearby caught her just in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. She was so frightened that her face turned pale.
Wen Xubai and Ruan Xing frowned simultaneously.
As soon as Wen Xuyi saw the two people in the office, he rushed over in a fit of rage!
He recognized Ruan Xing, so he immediately targeted Wen Xubai behind him.
"You're Ruan Xu?! Are you deliberately trying to go against me?!"
Caught off guard, Wen Xubai was slammed against the cabinet behind him by Wen Xuyi, where he met Wen Xuyi's red and crazed gaze.
Wen Xuyi's ferocious expression froze instantly, turning into an expression of disbelief, "Wen... Wen Xubai? You... weren't you already dead?"
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Xuyi felt a sharp pain in his arm, and in a dizzying moment, he and Wen Xubai switched places.
Wen Xubai skillfully used a scissor-like hand gesture to pin him down, and Wen Xuyi's face slammed into the glass cabinet door, letting out a muffled groan.
"Damn it, Wen Xubai! Let me go!!!"
His response was an even stronger grip.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch—"
Hearing Wen Xuyi's groan of pain, Wen Xubai's eyes grew even colder, and he said expressionlessly, "I've heard that Fourth Young Master Wen isn't very well-educated, but I didn't expect he can't even read."
"What?!" Upon hearing this, Wen Xuyi immediately struggled to his feet!
His academic qualifications were all bought for him by the Wen family. If this "second-generation rich kid" were to take the exams on his own, he probably wouldn't even be able to get into university.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in wealthy circles, so people don't try to show off their academic skills. Everyone's IQ is about the same, so they just have fun together and don't expect to discuss "academic topics" together.
But for someone so foolish as to venture alone into someone else's "base camp"...
Wen Xubai sneered, abruptly pulled Wen Xuyi up from the ground, and slammed him in front of the signboard on the table, making him stare wide-eyed at the two characters on it. He said coldly, "Now do you see what my name is?"
In truth, Wen Xubai was already mentally prepared for Wen Xuyi to cause him trouble. After all, he had snatched a significant amount of business from Wen Xuyi recently, even intercepting a recently agreed-upon collaboration with a large corporation…
Wen Xuyi, a pampered young master who couldn't bear the slightest grievance and was always treated like a precious gem, naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait for his doom.
Ke Wenxu really didn't expect him to be so stupid as to directly confront him offline, as if he was afraid others wouldn't know how arrogant and domineering he was.
Wen Xuyi was usually grateful that no one hit him, so he had never suffered such humiliation before. At first, he could still struggle a few times and curse loudly, but after being restrained for so long, his hands felt like they didn't belong to him anymore.
Terrified that Wen Xubai would break his hand at any moment, Wen Xuyi finally panicked and trembled wildly as he cried out, "Hey! Ruan Xu! Let go of my hand! Let go!!!"
This wasn't the best time to get rid of him, so Wen Xubai decided to stop while he was ahead, silently kicking him off the table before disgustedly wiping his hands with a handkerchief from the table.
"You!" Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, Wen Xuyi was even more furious. He was about to curse a few more times when he was frightened by Wen Xubai's cold glare.
The aching pain in his wrist seemed to return, and Wen Xuyi couldn't help but shiver and shut up.
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