Chapter 84 Regardless of whether they have children or not, Wulong will still propose to her…
Tanshan Road, private club.
After cleaning the wine stains off her cuffs, Meng Cenjun returned to the private room.
Seraphina, dressed in a black knitted dress, just put down his phone and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I answered your call earlier. It rang several times, and I was worried it might be something urgent."
Meng Cenjun frowned, reached for the phone, and saw several missed calls.
"What did she say?"
“I had just opened my mouth when she hung up,” Phina said softly, paying close attention to his expression. “She might have misunderstood something, but I don’t understand. Is this girl nicknamed ‘Jia’ your sister?”
Back then, it was because of this little girl that Meng Cenjun, whose future was bright, gave up everything and returned to China.
Phina always felt sorry for him, and consequently didn't have much affection for Lan Jia.
When these words reached Meng Cenjun's ears, she immediately sensed a hidden hostility.
His face immediately turned cold. He bent down to pick up his coat and said to her seriously, "Lan Jia is not only my sister, but also my lover."
Phina was surprised, but then immediately understood the crux of the matter: "So what has been troubling you all along is this relationship? And what has turned you into the person you are now is also because of her?"
"I'll handle my own affairs." Meng Cenjun lifted her leg to walk out.
“Ewen!” She immediately stood up and called out to him, “Anyone can see that you look really bad right now. Even if we’re not friends, for the sake of our years of knowing each other, I don’t want you to be so down because of someone.”
"The doctor can't cure my illness."
He interrupted her without hesitation and left without looking back.
Outside on the street, the cold wind was blowing fiercely, making people's faces itchy and sore.
Christmas is over, but the decorations in the shops are still fresh, with lanterns and colorful lights hanging all over the streets.
Lan Jia carried the pharmacy's paper bag and walked aimlessly forward, passing one cartoon-like shop window after another. She felt out of place in the warm and bustling world inside, like a child abandoned by her family, walking alone, her heart aching and about to break.
The phone kept ringing, and she knew it was him, so she stubbornly didn't answer.
During her most difficult and frightening moments, she didn't want to hear any worse news.
It was so late, and she was a woman he was close enough to answer his calls; she simply couldn't bear to think about the details.
How long have they been apart, and he's already in such a hurry to find a new girlfriend?
He gave up completely after just arguing and having a cold war for a while?
Lan Jia felt increasingly sad and disappointed as she thought about it. She was completely disoriented, her legs went weak, and she could barely stand after taking a few steps. She had no choice but to find a step to sit down.
Another call came in; it was Su Yuanyi. As soon as she answered, tears streamed down her face.
"How is it? How's it going on your end? Have the results come out yet?" The voice on the other end was anxious and genuinely worried.
Lan Jia couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out, "Yuan Yuan, I'm not okay, I'm really not okay right now..."
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone: "Wait here, I'll come pick you up right away."
After hanging up, Su Yuanyi immediately dialed another number.
"Hello." The other end answered quickly.
"Are you Meng Cenjun?"
"It's me."
"Very well, you're the bastard I've been looking for!"
...
When Meng Cenjun arrived, Lan Jia was sitting outside a closed shop, hugging her knees and burying her head. Her beige cashmere coat hung limply to the ground, wrinkled like a stray kitten.
Just one glance at her and he felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart.
On a cold winter night, his Lanca was left all alone outside, freezing.
He knew nothing about it.
Hearing footsteps, Lan Jia looked up and saw Meng Cenjun. Her expression changed in surprise, and she instinctively wanted to run away.
Unfortunately, he had only run two steps when a large hand grabbed him around the waist and held him tightly in an embrace.
Meng Cenjun hugged her tightly, so tightly that he almost crushed her.
"Where do you want to go? Where else do you want to run to?" He gritted his teeth, both angry and heartbroken.
"I want to go back..."
Lan Jia struggled desperately, but couldn't take a single step.
"Come with me to the hospital first, we'll get some tests done."
"I don't want to!"
"Listen to Lan Jia, at least know the outcome, then we can solve it together."
Solve it? How does he want to solve it? Just get rid of it as a problem?
She knew he had never liked children.
However, she really can't be alone now.
Lan Jia sniffed, slightly relenting: "I have my own testing kit."
"Okay, let's go back to Anfeng Road first."
Although she hesitated, she still got into the car reluctantly.
Both of her hands were frozen stiff, and Meng Cenjun held them in her hands and rubbed them.
Previously, I was completely numb and didn't feel anything, but now I feel like a wronged child who has been noticed, and I can't wait to burst into tears.
But Lan Jia turned her head to the side, enduring the pain without uttering a sound.
When she got home, she looked around and saw that everything was deserted and there was no festive decoration at all.
When she was alive, she always had it decorated inside and out like a Christmas house. Now, it's like an ice cave.
Meng Cenjun half-squatted down, helped her change her shoes, and then took off her coat and scarf, hanging them in the cabinet in the entryway.
"You go up first, okay?"
He spoke to her cautiously, yet fearing she would run away, he stood blocking the doorway.
Lan Jia had no time to pay attention to his thoughts; she stormed upstairs and returned to her bedroom.
Clean and tidy, but many changes are hidden beneath the surface.
If she looked closely, she would have noticed that the alcove she had previously rummaged through was now filled with photos of the two of them, and a men's watch sat on the crammed bedside table tray. In the walk-in closet, his shirts and coats hung close together next to her pajamas and dresses...
It seemed that only in this way could he feel that she was still there.
Unfortunately, Lan Jia's mind was in complete chaos, and she didn't notice anything amiss.
She hid in the bathroom, unpacked the package, and read the instructions over and over again, but hesitated to use it.
Just then, Meng Cenjun knocked on the door, startling her again.
He stood at the door with a cup of warm water and gently called to her, "Do you need me to stay?"
Lan Jia sat on the edge of the bathtub, rubbing her forehead in distress.
Meng Cenjun squatted down, took the water glass in her hand, and said earnestly, "No matter what the outcome, I will stand with you and help you solve it."
She was so frustrated that nothing she heard could help, and she could only weakly say, "You can go out now."
Meng Cenjun remained silent for a moment, then released her hand and quickly left.
No one knew that he practically fled in panic.
He feared that if he got any closer to her, if he looked at her for even a second longer, he would lose control and lock her here, keeping her by his side forever.
He's already gone mad anyway, so what difference does it make if he does one more thing?
She had finally appeared before him; he didn't want to live a life like a walking corpse anymore.
Meng Cenjun made up her mind, opened the study door and went inside. She then opened the safe and took out a dark red octagonal ring box, inside which was a dazzling pink diamond.
It's rare to come across such a large and nearly flawless pigeon egg. I spotted it at an auction six months ago and spent a lot of money to acquire it.
He knew she would love it and just wanted to buy it for her. But as an older brother, he couldn't find a suitable reason to give his younger sister a diamond, so he thought he would use it as part of her dowry when she got married in the future.
At that time, I never imagined that this diamond would be used to propose to her.
It only takes five minutes.
No matter the outcome, he will propose to her.
Whether or not he has this child, he will tell her that he loves her, he needs her, and he can no longer live without her.
It only takes five minutes.
Things will change dramatically.
Lan Jia sat anxiously on the toilet, hugging her knees, waiting for the results.
Seeing the unexpected caller ID startled me, but I forced myself to answer.
"Hello, Grandma."
"Not coming back tonight? Or have you decided to spend your life with him?"
"How did you know...?"
“I know exactly what you two little girls are up to.”
“Yi Lanjia, I think you’ve forgotten the pain once the wound has healed. I’ve reminded you time and time again that the wrong person is the wrong person. Why are you so stubborn?” The old lady suppressed her anger and issued an ultimatum, “If you still consider me your grandmother, then immediately cut off all contact with him and come back to my side.”
Lan Jia cried out in frustration: "But I have something to do right now, something very important!"
Why is even she pressuring her? Why is even she trying to control her?
The old woman sneered: "He raised you for ten years, of course he didn't do it for nothing. You think he'll let you go just because he coaxed you back with a few nice words? Do you think you can just leave whenever you want in the future?"
"Don't forget whose son he is! Can you just change a family's paranoia and madness? I watched your mother suffer and lose her life back then. Do you want to just watch you jump into the fire now?"
“As an elder, I have never asked you to obey my arrangements in everything. Over the years, I have indulged you and let you do whatever you want. But what has been the result? Some of you are injured, some of you have gone crazy, and you have ended up in this mess!”
Lan Jia didn't want to listen anymore and slammed the phone down.
Alone in the quiet bathroom, the suffocating feeling I had back at the Park Hyatt's golden rooftop seemed to return.
What was he doing during those few minutes of waiting? What was he thinking?
Was he regretting that this unexpected child had disrupted his entire life? Or was he relieved that he finally had a legitimate reason to keep her by his side?
Even if he feels obligated to marry her because she's pregnant.
But that makes no sense.
She wasn't even sure if he truly loved her.
Is all this confusion due to possessiveness, or is it because he simply can't bear to let go of the sunk costs of the past ten years?
Lan Jia was frustrated to find that she couldn't find any way to confirm his sincerity.
She didn't want the child.
She prayed countless times in her heart that she must not have a child at this time.
Three, two, one.
The timer has ended.
Lan Jia glanced at the final result, quickly packed her things, and got up.
Meng Cenjun glanced at her watch, opened the study door with a solemn and tense expression, only to hear hurried footsteps coming downstairs.
"Lan Jia!"
Without thinking, he chased after her, only to find the entryway cabinet empty, the door wide open, letting in a gust of cold wind, and she was nowhere to be seen.
Before she could even change her shoes, Meng Cenjun chased after the car for a long distance, only to see a car from the Yi family's old residence speed away and disappear in an instant.
He stood there, clutching the ring box tightly in his hand. He felt waves of heat and cold wash over him, and countless intense pains surged up, making him feel nauseous and vomiting. He couldn't even straighten his back.
She still didn't love him.
I'd rather not have him.
Meng Cenjun stood in that windy spot for an unknown amount of time before stiffly entering the house and taking unsteady steps upstairs.
The pregnancy test was still left on the bathroom sink.
He picked it up and looked at it; even though the validity period had expired, there was still only one clear and distinct line.
All previous assumptions vanished at this moment.
Aside from that slight feeling of disappointment, I actually felt mostly fortunate.
She's so young, so still; having a child would only be a burden.
He didn't want her to suffer like that, and he certainly wouldn't use such despicable methods to force her to stay by his side.
During the month or so that things had cooled down, he kept reflecting on whether he had pushed her too hard in the past, which was why she kept running away from him.
But if he were really asked to let go, he would only be more afraid.
I'm afraid she'll just disappear forever.
I fear they have absolutely no chance left.
Yi Lanjia, what should he do with her?
Author's Note: Countdown to the night run begins. [Milk Tea]
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