Wen Ruan was very grateful for the information provided by Aunt Li. This information was very useful to her, and perhaps it was the key to avenging the original owner of the body.
Wen Ruan politely declined Aunt Li's invitation to stay for dinner.
On her way out, Wen Ruan kept thinking about what to do next in her investigation. She believed that her suspicions were probably true, but she didn't know how to verify them.
After much thought, I feel that we still need to rely on Comrade Hu Dali!
Wen Ruan thought, I can't worry about that now. It's getting late, so I'll just leave it at that and go talk to Hu Dali about it tomorrow morning.
Given Hu Dali's strong dislike for Xing Wei, he should be very willing to investigate the truth. If the truth is verified, it will definitely benefit him. As for Song Yan... let's keep it a secret for as long as possible!
Who knew that when you're down on your luck, even drinking cold water is unpleasant! The more you want to see a certain person, the more unlucky you seem to encounter them, as if you've been cursed!
I had just walked less than 100 meters out of Huaihua Hutong when I ran into Xing Wei, who was on his way home from get off work.
When Xing Wei saw Wen Ruan, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked a few steps to her.
Wen Ruan was exceptionally beautiful in high school. Not only in her class, but throughout the entire school, Wen Ruan's beauty was well-known.
Many boys wanted to get close to her, but at that time Wen Ruan never had much contact with other boys, and even among girls, only her deskmate Li Min had a decent relationship with her.
Every time school ended, she would rush home, never giving them a chance to get close.
But it is undeniable that Wen Ruan was definitely the white moonlight goddess of many boys in the school at that time. It would be a lie to say that I didn't have such thoughts.
Taking advantage of being the class monitor, I can communicate with her more often, and sometimes we can even chat and joke around.
At these times, I would receive a barrage of envious glances, which made me incredibly smug.
I thought I still had a good chance of dating her, but I never expected to lose contact with her after graduation.
Later, I received a letter from Li Min saying that Wen Ruan had already gotten married, and the person she married was a childhood betrothal arranged by her family. I felt very sorry for her.
Originally, he thought that since she was married, he could slowly let go of this relationship that ended without a trace. But it seemed that heaven was moved by his deep affection and made him meet Wen Ruan again and again.
When I saw Wen Ruan again, she had changed dramatically since high school and was even more eye-catching.
With her smooth hair, small face, and pert nose, her eyes, like pools of autumn water, were captivating and her charm was irresistible, stirring waves of emotion within one's heart.
"Comrade Wen, what brings you to Huaihua Hutong? Are you here to see me?" Xing Wei asked with a hint of smugness, his eyes filled with a subtle greed as he looked at Wen Ruan.
He thought he had concealed it well, but Wen Ruan saw through it at a glance.
He rolled his eyes upwards. The world is full of wonders. I've never seen such a narcissistic person. Why didn't the country use his face to develop bulletproof vests?
Wen Ruan was speechless: "No, is there something wrong? If not, I'm going home."
"Something's up, Comrade Wen. I was quite surprised when Li Min told me that you got married a while ago. I've been trying to contact you since graduation. I only knew that you lived in the steel factory compound, but I didn't run into you when I went around the area several times."
"I still feel very sorry, after all, you are an old classmate, and I would like to keep in touch with you more often," Xing Wei said regretfully.
"I heard that your current marriage partner is someone your parents arranged for you when you were a child?"
"Comrade Wen, this is unacceptable! As an educated young person, how can you be seduced by feudal remnants and arranged marriages? You should pursue your own happiness and not be controlled by your family forever." Xing Wei spoke with great righteous indignation.
Wen Ruan felt that these words sounded so familiar. How come these days, people who want to steal someone else's partner or become a mistress are specially trained? They even have standardized scripts? Wasn't that the same thing Ye Xiaofan, who wanted to steal her partner, said?
Tsk tsk tsk, suddenly I feel that Xing Wei and that Ye Xiaofan are quite a good match. At least in terms of thinking, they can resonate on the same frequency. Neither of them has any sense of morality, and they both want to steal each other's partners.
Wen Ruan kept muttering to herself.
Meanwhile, Xing Wei continued to talk incessantly in front of her, constantly hinting at his feelings for Wen Ruan, mentioning that they had been in the same class, got along very well, and knew each other to some extent.
Wen Ruan was getting a headache from listening to this and was very impatient. She wondered if Song Yan had gotten off work and gotten home yet, and if he was aware that someone was trying to steal her away.
Song Yan had just returned home when he noticed that Wen Ruan wasn't there. He asked his mother, who said that Wen Ruan had gone out in the afternoon and hadn't returned yet. She suspected that Wen Ruan might have gone to the courtyard house, so she went out to greet her.
Wen Ruan was getting impatient and interrupted him directly. She had been thinking about whether to play along with him for a while and see if she could get anything out of him.
But the more I listened to him and saw his greasy face, the more I realized I had suffered mental trauma. There are many ways to find the truth; there's no need to "torture" myself like this.
"Look at yourself! I don't know where you get your confidence. I've already told you, you're just an ordinary classmate. How dare you try to steal my husband away?"
“She’s not as good-looking as my husband, and she’s as short as a potato. She’s a freeloader at home, a freeloader to her friends when she goes out, and a freeloader to her colleagues when she works. She really doesn’t know what’s right.”
Xing Wei's face gradually turned ashen, and he seemed furious, as if he wanted to raise his hand to hit Wen Ruan...
Wen Ruan was startled and quickly took two steps back, but she still retorted, "What's wrong? Are you angry? If my words hurt you, please don't doubt my upbringing. I did it on purpose." After saying that, she didn't look back and ran towards the main road.
Perhaps because it was so close to Huaihua Hutong, and fearing it would have a bad influence, Xing Wei didn't dare to chase after them and could only leave angrily...
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