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Tong Le forced a bitter smile. Although her tone was dismissive, every word pierced her heart. She had been deceived too many times in the past, leaving her with lingering scars. While she believed in him, she struggled to trust herself.
She looked up and said earnestly, "I have poor judgment; you know that."
She finished an entire bowl of noodles.
Zong Zeyu's expression grew serious. "Just because you had poor judgment in the past doesn’t mean you have it now. Once your divorce is finalized, we can get married. I will make up for everything you lost in your last marriage."
Tong Le chuckled lightly. "Don’t joke around. I just crawled out of the marriage mire; do you want me to fall into another pit? No way!"
Zong Zeyu felt a bit anxious. "There are rumors flying around outside. If you don’t marry me, it won’t make sense."
Tong Le reminded him, "People are saying you're a pure love advocate and a male mistress. So if you end up not getting me, it’s only natural—those who think with their hearts rarely end well."
She stood up and said, "Let’s go; I’m full."
Turning to leave, Zong Zeyu hurried after her.
As they walked along the street, Zong Zeyu stepped in front of Tong Le, his expression urgent. "Why won’t you marry me? What am I not doing well enough? You admit you have feelings for me; isn’t marriage a natural outcome?"
Tong Le replied, "We can talk about this after my divorce! Aren’t you going home? I feel like someone was secretly taking pictures of us just now. You standing in the crowd is too eye-catching; people might mistake you for a celebrity."
Zong Zeyu raised an eyebrow. "A celebrity wants to marry you, and you still refuse? Does that seem reasonable to you?"
Tong Le gently pushed him from behind toward the car. "Come on, let’s go home! Don’t you see those dark circles under your eyes? You’re exhausted but still came to have dinner with me; your body can’t take this."
Zong Zeyu stopped in his tracks, unmoving. Tong Le's strength was too little to budge him.
He turned around and silently watched her under the streetlight. He was indeed tired; every day was filled with numerous responsibilities, and amidst all that chaos, he worried about whether Tong Le was suffering. His recent proposal to acquire Tongshan Real Estate had been something he had planned for a long time; he wanted to help her escape her troubles as soon as possible.
His demeanor softened gradually. "I was just thinking—if I hadn’t met you at that private hospital and you hadn’t sought help from Fan Qinghua, would we have never had the chance to meet again?"
Tong Le looked earnestly into his eyes and shook her head firmly. "No, we would still meet again; it would just be later than expected. I will find my own way to take revenge on Ke Jie and work hard to get my life back on track. I don’t think I will fail; it’s just that without your help, I might suffer more setbacks and face more difficulties."
Taking a deep breath, she gathered her courage. "But one day, when I discover the truth and realize that the one who saved me is you—not Ke Jie—I will rush towards you without hesitation and thank you."
The night breeze flowed gently around them like soft ribbons entwining Zong Zeyu and Tong Le together. The heavy conversation from earlier seemed to dissipate into thin air as Zong Zeyu found answers in Tong Le.
He looked down at her and softly replied, "So shall we go home?"
He pointed to his car. "Shall we take mine?"
Tong Le shook her head. "I’ll just turn a corner and head home; I'm staying at my old place tonight."
Zong Zeyu got into the car, rolled down the window, and watched as Tong Le stood by the roadside making gestures as if contacting someone—reaching out into the night sky.
Tong Le waved goodbye as she watched Zong Zeyu's car drive away. Standing by the roadside, she lost herself in thought for a moment before pulling out her phone. She saw a WeChat message from Wu Youyou.
Wu Youyou had sent a screenshot of their company's Gossip Group chat, laughing as she wrote, "You were just with Zong Zeyu, right? Everyone at the company saw you two eating noodles together! Tong Le Jie, the rumor about Zong Lao Er being the male mistress is confirmed."
Tong Le replied weakly, "Could you explain a bit in the group? Just say I seduced Zong Zeyu? It wouldn’t be fair to him otherwise."
Wu Youyou teased, "Of course not! He was the one who seduced you in the first place. I wonder how he’ll hold his head high at work after this!"
Just as Tong Le was feeling troubled, a bouquet of roses suddenly appeared in front of her. Thinking it was a flower seller, she was about to soften her heart and scan the payment code when she looked up and found it was none other than Hou Yi, who seemed to have no intention of leaving.
Tong Le froze for a moment. Hou Yi raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Surprised? You called the police on me, yet here I am, returning the favor with roses."
He shoved the bouquet into Tong Le's arms and put his hands in his pockets, pretending to tease. "My car got towed by the traffic police. I took a taxi all the way here. I just saw you with Zong Zeyu and decided not to bother you out of respect."
Hou Yi leaned in a little closer to Tong Le. "This is the first time in my life that a woman has called the police on me. You really do keep surprising me from time to time."
He straightened up and shrugged. "But I like it; it's fun. Women who are too obedient are just boring."
Looking down at his phone, he asked, "When are you divorcing Ke Jie? How about I take care of Ke Jie and Lan Qingqing for you? Oh right, and there's also Lan Qingqing's baby."
He smiled at Tong Le and added, "Then I'll marry you."
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