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Jian Yunong had always been kept in the dark about this matter.
When Jian Yunong caught Yi Nansheng cheating and cried her heart out, her mother gave her some money that holiday, allowing her to go abroad to clear her mind. The family was wealthy enough to let her stay abroad as an exchange student for a year, and by the time she returned, Yi Nansheng was married and had moved away from A City.
So... the money that allowed her to go abroad that year might have actually come from Yi Nansheng.
"Why? What is this compensating for? Didn't he already cheat on me?!"
Since he had already betrayed their relationship, why bother with these things?
"Some men might just lose control for a moment," Mist Shenshen said as she lay back on the bed. "Today while playing mahjong, one of Yi Nansheng's childhood friends was there. He said that the rich girl, who is your husband's sister, loved him so much that she attempted suicide for him. I never would have guessed Dr. Le could be so irrational! Is Yi Nansheng really worth it? Oh, right, his friend also said Yi Nansheng always claims he was forced into it. Tsk tsk, cheating is cheating; why does he have to try to clear his name by saying he was forced?"
Mist Shenshen's voice gradually lowered, her breathing becoming long and even as she fell into a deep sleep.
Only Jian Yunong remained sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Nong Nong, believe me, I didn't betray you..."
"I don't even know why it turned out this way!"
"I thought the person in front of me was you..."
At that time, Yi Nansheng had explained himself in front of her like this.
But Jian Yunong didn't believe a word of it.
Every time she saw Yi Nansheng, she would think of his twisted face lost in desire. It was so terrifying, so disgusting!
Yet this person she had loathed for so long was actually the one who had provided her with a stable life for so many years...
Jian Yunong couldn't accept it.
She rushed out of the room and headed straight for the hotel Front Desk.
At one o'clock in the morning, there was only one employee on duty at the Front Desk.
"Please help me check the room number for Mr. Yi. She just forgot something very important."
The Front Desk shook his head, "I'm sorry, but we cannot disclose the privacy of VIP guests."
"Then can you call him and tell him I'm looking for him?"
"I'm sorry, but at this time the guest is already resting and cannot be disturbed."
Jian Yunong had no choice but to sit at the lobby bar and wait.
She wasn't sleepy and sat there all night.
She remembered A City at six o'clock, when Yi Nansheng returned home for summer vacation and took her to tutoring classes. It was just like this weather; she drowsily reviewed vocabulary behind him on his bicycle.
He once made her look forward to the future.
But he never appeared in her future.
Eight o'clock.
Jian Yunong waited for Yi Nansheng.
"Did you not sleep all night?"
Yi Nansheng keenly noticed the red veins in her eyes.
"I have something to ask you."
Jian Yunong opened her mouth, her voice hoarse from catching a cold after a night of air conditioning, and her throat felt sore.
"Let's talk while having breakfast."
Yi Nansheng turned towards the dining area.
The two chose a table by the window.
The table was filled with Hong Kong-style dim sum. Yi Nansheng picked up a shrimp dumpling for her, but Jian Yunong had no appetite.
"My aunt said that during the year I went abroad, the Jian Family had financial issues, and it was you who provided the funds to help them through the crisis, right?"
Yi Nansheng paused with his cup in hand, took a small sip, and then replied, "Yes."
"How much?"
"Ten million."
Jian Yunong gasped. Where could Yi Nansheng's family have gotten that kind of money? He lost his father at a young age, and his mother raised him alone for many years; it was already difficult enough for her, not to mention repaying his father's debts.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Yi Nansheng smiled gently and poured her a cup of hot milk. "I owe you that much."
"Since you betrayed me, why do all these things? I hate people like you." Jian Yunong stared intensely at the cup of milk.
"Because I can't bear to see you suffer!"
Yi Nansheng's gaze lingered affectionately on Jian Yunong's face. "Nong Nong, I had no choice. You gave up on me; marrying anyone else wouldn’t be different. It’s better to marry someone who can help you."
Hearing him admit it herself brought a wave of sorrow deep within Jian Yunong.
Something was about to burst out.
Jian Yunong stood up, covering her mouth to prevent her sorrowful sobs from escaping, and turned to run outside.
"Nong Nong!"
Yi Nansheng called her name from behind.
Jian Yunong ran with her head down and bumped into a wall of people.
Her body stumbled for a moment but was caught in time by a pair of large hands.
She looked up, her face streaked with tears, and met Huo Jincheng's gaze.
"What happened?"
It was the first time Huo Jincheng had seen Jian Yunong like this, with glistening tears still hanging on her eyelashes, damp and shimmering.
Jian Yunong hastily wiped her face dry and stepped out of his embrace.
Yi Nansheng had already reached the entrance of the restaurant. Upon seeing Huo Jincheng holding Jian Yunong, she stopped in her tracks.
The relationship between her and him could only go this far.
He couldn't even walk over to pull her away from Huo Jincheng's arms because he didn't have the right to do so, while Huo Jincheng did, as Jian Yunong was Huo Jincheng's wife.
Yi Nansheng quietly concealed herself behind the door of the restaurant.
Jian Yunong quickly composed herself. "Why are you here?"
Her eyes were still red, and her voice was hoarse.
"Business."
Huo Jincheng's gaze, which held a hint of meaning, withdrew from her face. "Have you eaten breakfast?"
"I'm not hungry. I'm very tired; I'm going to rest for a bit."
She declined his kindness. All she wanted now was a good sleep; her earlier conversation with Yi Nansheng seemed to have drained her energy.
It's only morning, and she's already so tired?
Could it be that she didn't sleep at all last night?
Huo Jincheng stared at Jian Yunong's thin figure as she entered the elevator. She had her head down and didn't react when a careless guest bumped into her shoulder. At that moment, she looked like a lifeless puppet.
When Jian Yunong returned to the room, Mist Shenshen happened to wake up from her dreams.
"Where did you go so early?"
"I went to have breakfast."
It was already eight-thirty, which was indeed breakfast time. Mist Shenshen had no doubts.
Mist Shenshen planned to run in the hotel gym for an hour after waking up, and by the time she returned from the gym, it was nearly noon.
Their flight back to Nancheng was at three in the afternoon, meaning they would have to eat lunch and then head to the airport.
"Get up, lazybones."
Mist Shenshen got ready and noticed that this lazybones was still lying in bed without moving. Unable to resist, she reached out to poke her forehead. Upon contact, she realized something was wrong; the skin beneath her hand was hot and sweaty.
Pulling back the blanket revealed Jian Yunong's face was flushed red, clearly drenched in sweat, yet she still appeared to be very cold.
Jian Yunong had a high fever of 40 degrees.
The hotel arranged for a doctor, who prescribed some fever-reducing medicine for her.
Mist Shenshen canceled the itinerary while following the doctor's instructions to wipe her down with alcohol.
It wasn't until five in the afternoon that Jian Yunong's high fever finally subsided.
Just as Mist Shenshen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a knock on the door.
The person who came was Huo Jincheng.
"Why was the flight suddenly canceled?"
He had sent someone to pick them up in Nancheng, and when no one showed up, he realized that the two had canceled their flight at the last minute.
Mist Shenshen had been busy all afternoon and completely forgot to inform Huo Jincheng. Deep down, she always felt that someone like Huo Jincheng must be very busy, and it wasn't necessary to trouble him with such trivial matters.
Women have too many things to deal with, which can easily annoy others!
"President, what brings you here?" Mist Shenshen instinctively treated him as a superior and welcomed him in. "Nong Nong suddenly developed a high fever this morning, reaching 40 degrees. It just went down now, so I canceled the flight."
Mist Shenshen and Jian Yunong were staying in a business suite, each with a large bed. Jian Yunong was curled up on her bed, covered with two thick blankets. If it weren't for the black strands of hair spread out on the pillow, one might not even notice Jian Yunong was in bed.
At that moment, she looked very small.
Under the white blanket, only half of her delicate face was visible, with fine, damp hair sticking to her forehead, making her look extremely pitiful.
"You should go eat first."
Huo Jincheng gently leaned down to check her forehead. When his cool hand touched her skin, the girl in her dreams couldn't help but flinch away.
Mist Shenshen had been busy all afternoon, neglecting lunch and feeling extremely hungry now, which was quite unbearable.
"Just let her sleep. If you have something to do, you can close the door and take care of your own matters," Mist Shenshen instructed Huo Jincheng as she left.
Huo Jincheng boiled some hot water, preparing it for Jian Yunong to keep by her bedside so she could hydrate when she woke up.
After doing all this, he stood by the bed, gazing at Jian Yunong's sleeping face.
She wasn't particularly beautiful, but her skin was like fine jade, fair and smooth. Her features were delicate, and her face was small. It wasn't the kind of appearance that would stun the crowd, but the longer you looked, the more you realized she had a certain charm.
Especially those lips, pink and moist, stunningly beautiful.
Huo Jincheng thought of Jian Yunong's inexperienced yet proactive kiss, feeling a tightness in his throat.
Suddenly, those lips gently parted, and the girl in her dreams murmured softly. The sound was too faint, so Huo Jincheng leaned in closer to listen.
"Male god?"
"Boy?"
What kind of infatuation was this woman having in her dreams?
A tear suddenly trickled from the corner of Jian Yunong's eye, slowly merging into her damp hair.
Who is it in your dreams that makes you cry for them?
Huo Jincheng's gaze turned sharp.
He reached out and pinched Jian Yunong's nose, wanting her to wake up from this dream.
As soon as the hand reached out, the doorbell rang.
Huo Jincheng thought it was Mist Shenshen who had forgotten something and come back to get it. He opened the door, only to find Yi Nansheng standing outside.
What a completely unexpected person.
Yi Nansheng was holding medicine and a Thermos Flask in his hand.
"Do you know her?"
Huo Jincheng raised an eyebrow in surprise; Yi Nansheng's demeanor definitely indicated he wasn't at the wrong door.
"We used to live on the same street."
Yi Nansheng retracted his gentle aura and met Huo Jincheng's probing gaze with a strong presence. "She has a fever and can't eat, but she can drink ginseng chicken soup."
This plain tone sounded very provocative and harsh to Huo Jincheng.
Just because they lived on the same street, how could he know her preferences so well?
Huo Jincheng took the Thermos Flask from Yi Nansheng's hand but did not take the medicine. The slight lift at the corners of his eyes revealed some interest. "She's pregnant and can't take medicine casually."
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