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Yi Nansheng's tone was too cold, and when he asked this question, it was as calm as ever.
Le Yi felt as if a knife had been stabbed into her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Yi Nansheng!"
Le Yi suddenly threw the pillow at him, and everything around her that she could throw was hurled at him fiercely. How could he treat her like this when she loved him so much? How could he doubt her relationship with other men?
Yi Nansheng's expression was grim. "You are the young lady; you can do whatever you want."
Yi Nansheng stepped out, not even giving Le Yi a chance to explain.
"Am I just a young lady in your eyes? Am I not your wife besides that? Why... why treat me like this?"
Le Yi collapsed onto the pillow and cried helplessly.
The child was his; it could only be his.
The last time he got drunk, she went to pick him up, and they had an intimate relationship.
He actually had no memory of it at all.
Could it be that he rolled in bed with another woman in a dream?
She had longed for this child for so long. She never expected that as soon as its existence was discovered, it would be rejected by its own father like this...
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby.
Le Yi bit her finger hard and got up from the bed. She needed to clarify things with Yi Nansheng. She couldn't let their child be misunderstood by Yi Nansheng like this!
As soon as she reached the living room, she heard the sound of Yi Nansheng starting his car in the courtyard.
His car quickly rushed out of the gate and disappeared around the corner of the road.
...
Jian Yunong planned to return to work at the hotel, but she wasn't very eager to go back to her previous hotel. Before going to sleep, she started browsing job postings online.
The hotel industry has a high turnover rate and many positions available. However, after looking through several listings, Jian Yunong realized that getting into the Public Relations Department was truly thanks to her aunt's help.
Otherwise, for hotels of the same star rating hiring for the Public Relations Department, not to mention the requirements for height, appearance, and temperament, just being able to drink would make Jian Yunong feel like she definitely wouldn't pass the test. And what about being able to sing and dance?
She sighed silently and chose to give up.
At that moment, her phone rang.
It was Huo Jincheng calling.
"I'm not coming back tonight."
"Okay."
"Do you have nothing to say to me?"
"I am going to sleep."
"Jian Yunong, how long are you going to throw a tantrum at me?"
"Huo Jincheng thinks too highly of me. Do I, a commoner, have the right to act up?"
Huo Jincheng hung up the phone directly.
Jian Yunong just wanted to curse at the absurdity. Could she control whether he came back or not? What was there to say? She had nothing to talk about with him.
On the afternoon of the third day, Jian Yunong received an interview notification.
After dressing up a bit, Jian Yunong went to an interview at a Hotel Management Company.
The interview process went smoothly; it ended after a few simple questions.
The things Jian Yunong had prepared in advance were hardly used at all.
While she was preparing to queue for the bus on the roadside, suddenly a horn honked.
The car window rolled down, and Yi Nansheng waved at her, signaling her to get in the car.
"What a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here."
"Yeah. It really is a coincidence."
Yi Nansheng's eyes flickered, but Jian Yunong didn't notice.
"It’s noon, let’s go have lunch together."
"No, that’s okay. I have things to do this afternoon, let’s do it another day." Jian Yunong still felt a bit uneasy, especially thinking about Le Yi's pregnancy; it made her feel that having lunch with Yi Nansheng would be a very guilty thing.
"What do you have to do?" Yi Nansheng pressed.
He had always been a gentle man without sharp edges, and suddenly pressing like this made Jian Yunong a bit uncomfortable. "I have an appointment with my aunt."
Yi Nansheng noticed her instinctively raising her hand to her mouth; she would do this when she was nervous, and also when she was lying.
But Yi Nansheng didn’t expose her.
"Nong Nong. Is Huo Jincheng not treating you well?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I see you rarely smile."
"I see Dr. Le rarely smiles too."
Yi Nansheng tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
"What’s wrong?" Jian Yunong could easily sense his emotions; they had grown up together as childhood friends. "You’re going to be a dad soon, but you don’t seem too happy. Dr. Le's baby didn’t come easily either; how many years have you been married? She’s busy with work, you should pay more attention to her."
Every word Jian Yunong said felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.
"You know very well... you know very well that the person I love is not her."
Jian Yunong couldn't help but interrupt him, "Yi Nansheng, I know you have a disdain for Huo Jincheng. But have you ever thought that sometimes you and Huo Jincheng are the same kind of person? Both married to someone you don't love."
Yi Nansheng saw Jian Yunong's smiling face through the rearview mirror.
At this moment, she could still smile.
This hurt Yi Nansheng even more than seeing her cry.
"If you keep saying you're thinking of me, isn't Huo Jincheng also thinking of his sister? He tortures me, and you torture his sister? Don't become the kind of person you hate the most. Be nicer to Le Yi."
At least over the years, Le Yi has never harmed Yi Nansheng.
Everything she did was to hold onto this man.
Jian Yunong has come to understand this now.
If it weren't for Le Yi, she and Huo Jincheng would still have to get married.
It was destined, unavoidable.
When they arrived at the entrance of Dynasty Hotel, Jian Yunong got out of the car. Yi Nansheng called her name from behind, "Nong Nong."
Jian Yunong paused slightly, "Brother-in-law, just call me sister-in-law from now on."
Yi Nansheng's face instantly turned pale.
Behind the pillar in front of the hotel, Chu Ai happened to hear this sentence. She didn't know Jian Yunong, but she knew that Yi Nansheng was Huo Jincheng's brother-in-law.
Chu Ai vaguely knew that Huo Jincheng had gotten married, but the guests at his wedding were all from high society. Chu Ai had heard a little about it while hanging out with Xu Yizhi and the others.
Since the last time she saw Huo Jincheng at a party organized by Xu Yizhi, Chu Ai developed a strong interest in him.
So what if he was married? There are no walls that can't be dug through, only unmotivated shovels.
Chu Ai was a student at the Film Academy, and many of her friends were hanging out with rich second-generation playboys like Xu Yizhi. Chu Ai thought they were foolish; since they had the capital, why not find a reliable rich second-generation?
There were successful actresses who had joined wealthy families in this circle.
……
Jian Yunong came to find Mist Shenshen, and the two went to a Western restaurant for dinner.
"Auntie, have you been dating recently? You look great," Jian Yunong couldn't help but probe.
Mist Shenshen used to be a workaholic. Although she had many boyfriends, they all ended up breaking up after a week because they couldn't handle her workaholic nature.
In recent years, Mist Shenshen had almost zero serious relationships and eventually stopped looking altogether.
"I've always looked good; it's just that your eyesight was poor before," Mist Shenshen shot back.
"I saw you getting into a Bentley Mulsanne! I called you, and you said you were at work!"
"Since you know I'm lying, it means I don't want to tell you. You keep asking as if I would tell you just because you asked."
Mist Shenshen was as sharp as ever.
"I won't." Jian Yunong sounded like a deflated balloon, "It's so mysterious."
Mist Shenshen looked up at her, "Why did you come to find me today? Shouldn't a wealthy lady be out shopping and buying things?"
Jian Yunong lowered her head, "This broccoli tastes pretty good."
Mist Shenshen muttered under her breath, "I treat you to an eight hundred dollar steak, and you praise the broccoli instead. If you weren't my niece, I could really do something to you."
"Alright, I had a fight with Huo Jincheng." Jian Yunong pouted, "We just don't get along and always argue."
"Your husband is from a rich family, managing such a large company; it's normal for him to have a bad temper. If he were handsome, wealthy, capable, and had a good temper too, then your luck would be too good."
Mist Shenshen’s words left Jian Yunong speechless.
"I don't want a man like that... Is it wrong? I want to return him."
Jian Yunong was distressed.
Mist Shenshen knew that although this niece seemed soft and gentle, she actually had a fierce temper and was stubborn to a fault.
"Return him? Don't tell me you're still thinking about Yi Nansheng! No matter what, you can't go back to him. No matter how good things were between you two before, you shouldn't think about it anymore."
When Mist Shenshen said this, she deliberately looked around.
There was only one person at the next table, a young girl wearing headphones, enjoying her music, probably completely unaware of their conversation.
Jian Yunong was speechless. “Le Yi is pregnant.”
“I’m telling you, when a wife is pregnant, it’s the biggest test of a husband’s loyalty,” Mist Shenshen didn’t want to say much more and warned Jian Yunong, “I believe you should understand this clearly.”
“Of course!”
Jian Yunong would never do anything embarrassing; she was a person with principles.
After the two finished eating, Jian Yunong linked arms with Mist Shenshen and left.
At the next table, Chu Ai revealed a mysterious smile.
Following them all the way, she still had unexpected gains.
There was no music in her earphones; she had been listening to Jian Yunong and their conversation all along.
……
The next day, Jian Yunong received her acceptance letter. She could report to the Hotel Management Group at Hua Er in the afternoon.
She immediately freshened up and ran into Huo Jincheng coming back downstairs, drenched in sweat.
For the past few days, they had been in a cold war. Even last night when he returned, they slept together but exchanged no words.
Just like now when they bumped into each other, Jian Yunong pretended not to see him and walked straight out.
Huo Jincheng called out to her.
"Have breakfast."
On the table were soy milk, soup dumplings, and millet porridge.
"I'm not hungry."
Jian Yunong didn't even glance at it, "I have something to do."
Her arm was grabbed, and Huo Jincheng spoke more forcefully, commanding each word: "Eat breakfast."
Jian Yunong turned back to see the man's face, drenched in sweat and cold.
She said nothing and silently walked back to the table.
Looking at the spread before her, Jian Yunong suddenly realized that the servant had mentioned taking a day off today. So who bought all this food?
Jian Yunong looked at the man sitting across from her, who was leisurely holding chopsticks. Every movement exuded refinement and elegance, making him seem like a completely different person from the fierce man in bed.
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