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Tong Le chose to remain silent. When it came to the word "strength," she knew she couldn't bear the weight like Dao Wen could. She understood how to respond when Dao Wen was upset; simply being there in quiet companionship was enough, no words needed.
During this time of companionship, Tong Le received a message from Zong Zeyu, who had just finished his tasks and was looking for her. Upon learning that Tong Le was in the lounge with Dao Wen, Zong Zeyu finally understood what had happened between Dao Wen and Zong Jin.
In the grand hall of the Annual Meeting, Zong Zeyu took Zong Jin to the reception room. The two stood inside, with Zong Jin looking utterly dejected. Zong Zeyu offered him a cigarette, but Zong Jin pushed his arm away.
Instinctively lowering his head to light the cigarette, Zong Zeyu thought about how he would soon be getting married and having children, which meant he needed to quit smoking and drinking. He suddenly felt a pang of regret for not having a drink just now.
Zong Zeyu spoke to Zong Jin, "If you really can't marry anyone but Dao Wen, I can think of a way to make Zhou Feng back off."
Zong Jin's face twisted in bitterness. "Are you going to pay him off? How much would be enough? A million? A hundred million? What if he refuses?"
Zong Zeyu replied, "But my wife said that Zhou Feng might already be married and have children over there. However, this isn't confirmed yet."
A glimmer of hope appeared in Zong Jin's eyes. "Did Tong Le tell you this? Does Dao Wen know?"
Zong Zeyu said, "So you’re not completely out of options. If Zhou Feng really is married and has kids, it could actually work in your favor. You just have to wait until Dao Wen finishes healing before you can make your move."
Zong Zeyu suddenly remembered something. "Are you still planning to confess your feelings for Dao Wen at the Annual Meeting today? Didn't you say you wanted to make your relationship public?"
Zong Jin knew he couldn't do that now because Dao Wen's heart was wavering. If he pressured her at this moment, it would only cause her more distress.
Zong Zeyu advised him, "Don't overthink it. Just do what you need to do during this time—go on dates if you can, treat her normally. Your chances are still quite good."
Zong Jin didn't care much about the odds; what mattered to him was whether he could still be with Dao Wen. He just wanted her to feel happy, but if that happiness wasn't what she desired, he would immediately withdraw from the relationship.
In the lounge, Tong Le was preparing coffee drinks. Once she felt that Dao Wen had calmed down enough, she brought a cup over and suggested, "After the Annual Meeting ends, let's go on a trip! I just won the lottery and want to treat you and Zong Jin to some fun. Let someone else handle the investigation into Zhou Feng's matters. We can think about meeting him after we’ve had our fun. What do you say?"
Dao Wen looked at Tong Le's innocent expression and sometimes envied her character. Despite having gone through a terrible marriage and family upheaval, Tong Le remained genuinely pure at times. No matter how difficult her past had been, she faced the world with sincerity.
As for herself, she felt like a battered stray dog clinging stubbornly to a piece of land, enduring until the end of time while living in her self-pitying drama, foolishly hoping it would somehow move her.
Dao Wen smiled helplessly at herself in self-mockery.
Tong Le encouraged her, "Then I'll take that as your agreement! I've got all this money now; I need to spend some quickly because it feels too hot in my hands—I'm nervous!"
Dao Wen asked, "So after our trip, are you going to get your marriage certificate with Zong Zeyu?"
Tong Le took a deep breath, not having considered this question before. It felt a bit sudden, yet somehow, it was the outcome she had been longing for the most.
At that moment, there was a knock on the lounge door, and Tian Ling burst in.
Tian Ling rushed into the room, excitement radiating from her. "I just had to follow our leader around for ages! It wasn't easy to find some free time, and I was looking everywhere for you guys! How did you end up hiding in here?"
Upon seeing the array of desserts on the table, Tian Ling's eyes lit up. "You should have told me there was food here! I couldn't bring myself to touch anything at the dining table outside; it all looked so tempting, but with the leader around, I didn't want to eat too much."
Tong Le gestured toward the treats. "Then go ahead and eat as much as you want. If you don't have enough, just let me know."
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