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Yi Nansheng lowered his brows and remained silent for a long time, so long that Jian Yunong thought he would not answer the question. Finally, he spoke, "Jian Yunong, I wish you happiness more than anyone else."
Because this was once my entire belief.
Jian Yunong smiled, "I hope you are happy too."
There is no banquet that does not end; when Yi Nansheng was leaving, he asked Jian Yunong for a hug.
Jian Yunong did not refuse; she had no reason to refuse.
"Nong Nong, what happened?" Ji Shaoli stood inside the hotel, "You and him..."
It was unclear how much Ji Shaoli had seen, but Jian Yunong truly lacked the energy to explain anything, nor did she want to explain.
Only those with guilty hearts need to explain.
"Brother-in-law, I'm going to bed now." Privately, Jian Yunong still addressed him affectionately.
"Nong Nong... don't play with fire." Ji Shaoli's expression was troubled. "A man like Huo Jincheng wouldn't want to see this kind of scene; it's not good for you either."
"Brother-in-law. If you don't say anything, how would Huo Jincheng see it? Besides, things are not as you think." Exhaustion swept over Jian Yunong; she had stayed up all night and was truly weary at this moment. "It was just a hug; it doesn't mean anything. If I really wanted something with him, would I be so foolish as to do it at the hotel entrance?"
Ji Shaoli's tone was serious. "Tell me the truth: have you and Huo Jincheng agreed to divorce?"
A girl who seemed timid suddenly appeared so composed.
"Why would you say that?"
Jian Yunong is really going to laugh to death. Why does everyone think they had a divorce by agreement?
"Do couples have to be together every day to be considered a couple? What do you call those who sleep together every day but are emotionally distant? I don't think that counts as being a couple."
Jian Yunong sometimes surprises with her quick wit.
Ji Shaoli adopts a calmer attitude, "Jian Yunong, I don't mean to lecture you, it's just... you know your aunt has always been very worried about you. Previously, there were headhunters trying to lure her away from the Huo Family company with better positions and benefits. But she never left, not because she wants to take advantage of being Huo Jincheng's wife’s aunt, but because she is such a proud person, staying here for you despite the rumors..."
Her aunt, who often scolds her for not being ambitious, actually cares about her more than anyone else.
Now, even with a big belly, she comes over to see her.
Jian Yunong's heart isn't made of stone, and she's not blind. "I... I won't do anything to embarrass my aunt."
Ji Shaoli doesn't say anything more and waves his hand, "Go rest."
After waking up from a nap, it was already afternoon.
Jian Yunong goes downstairs, and her aunt is sitting at the door soaking up the sun, looking content like a lazy cat.
As she approaches, Mist Shenshen senses someone nearby, opens her eyes, and immediately loses the peaceful expression from before. With a gentle demeanor, she asks, "Tell me honestly, are you relying on medication to sleep well?"
Jian Yunong laughs, "I went out last night and just got back this morning to catch up on sleep. My sleep quality is great."
After hearing about last night's events, Mist Shenshen still has a stern expression. "How can you be so reckless? Alone abroad and daring to help out in the middle of the night? If you really wanted to help, you should have called me. I'm your aunt. Don't think that just because you're married I can't look after you."
Jian Yunong rubbed Mist Shenshen's shoulder and said, "No matter how old I get, old enough to struggle to walk, speak with a slur, or have gray hair, you will always be my aunt. In front of you, I am still a child. But look, I actually came back safe and sound. Right?"
Mist Shenshen gritted her teeth and said, "Do you believe I won't poke your head?"
However, the hand that was raised eventually fell gently back down, turning into a silent caress.
How could such an ignorant niece survive in society?
Mist Shenshen couldn't understand how Huo Jincheng could feel at ease letting Jian Yunong be alone abroad.
"Nong Nong."
Mist Shenshen's tone turned melancholic, filled with the surreal feeling of the streets filled with foreign faces. "I don't know if marrying you off to Huo Jincheng is the right decision. Indeed, he is impressive and comes from a wealthy family; you won't find many with better conditions than him in Nancheng. But… seeing you live alone out there makes me feel guilty. I actually anticipated this situation early on, but at that time… I thought he might treat you differently. What I didn't expect was..."
The bond between couples cannot compare to the great development of the Huo Family. Mist Shenshen herself was someone who valued profit; if her husband also valued profit, it wouldn't matter—she had long since seen through emotions.
But Jian Yunong was different; she was only 22 this year.
Youth is so long—should she wait indefinitely in neglect?
Even the hottest blood can lose its warmth over time.
Even the sharpest edges can be worn down by time.
"Aunt, I think you're overthinking it."
Jian Yunong tilted her head back, playing with a strand of Mist Shenshen's fine, soft hair. Her aunt was truly a woman of breathtaking beauty, her hair smooth and cool to the touch like fine silk. "He is a man; he has his own matters to attend to. I fully support him in this state. I know you are worried that he is too busy and that I might feel neglected. But in reality, my life is quite fulfilling. Isn't the best state for two people to be... working together towards a common goal and looking forward to becoming better versions of themselves?"
Mist Shenshen impatiently pulled her hair away. "Ugh, where did this toxic positivity come from? Stop drinking that stuff. When two people live together, isn't it about caring for each other and checking in on one another? Don't think I don't know your personality. You only think this way now; being apart isn't so bad. But do you really believe things will be better together in the future? You need to understand that this is just the beginning for you; he will only get busier. Once the company goes public, do you think that means he's achieved everything? For a successful man like him, he will always be on the path of conquest. Are you really prepared to be the woman behind him, living in obscurity and wasting your years?"
Jian Yunong's eyes revealed a look of confusion.
She had indeed only thought about healing her illness; she hadn't considered the more distant future.
How wonderful could the future be?
She didn't know.
What she held onto for warmth were just memories.
Mist Shenshen patted her head, unable to bring herself to poke at her further. "To be honest, one reason I want to get married is because of this. I don't want to be the woman behind a man. Those successful men shine brightly; they say the women behind them are the greatest. Who knows what kind of suffering that entails? Can a simple thank you make up for everything? Even material things can't compensate for everything. Nong Nong, with our Fog Family blood running through your veins, you shouldn't limit your horizons so low. Auntie hopes you can truly be happy. I don't want you trapped in this city. As for what others say or think, that's not something you should concern yourself with. Your youth is fleeting and precious. Huo Jincheng is different; he... he might still attract young girls even at fifty. He is straying further down his path of self-indulgence, and I don't want you to wither away in your prime."
Jian Yunong touched her cheek. "Auntie, do I look... haggard? Why do I feel like I'm getting better day by day?"
Her face was clean, without any makeup, skin smooth and flawless.
Mist Shenshen felt a twinge of jealousy; that was youthful skin filled with collagen.
"What if you meet a boy you like in the future? You carry the title of Mrs. Huo..."
Jian Yunong blinked her eyes. "I've already met someone."
"Who?"
"Huo Jincheng."
Mist Shenshen chuckled.
After saying so much earlier, it probably all became meaningless.
When Mist Shenshen left, Jian Yunong did not go to the airport to see her off. The reason was that Mist Shenshen didn't want her to go.
What was there to send her off? She would rather Jian Yunong come back with her.
But Jian Yunong was unwilling.
"Then when I have a son, you won't come back to the country either?" Mist Shenshen said, her eyes filled with displeasure; after all, she was pregnant and her emotions were fluctuating greatly.
"It's a daughter; it's going to be a daughter," Ji Shaoli emphasized from the side.
Mist Shenshen shot him a glare. "I said it's a son. If you want a daughter, go find someone else to have one for you!"
Ji Shaoli rubbed his nose, still stubbornly insisting in a low voice, "It's a daughter."
He didn't want a son; he wanted a daughter who looked just like Mist Shenshen.
Daughters are wonderful; he would spoil the little girl like a princess and absolutely wouldn't let her suffer even half of what Mist Shenshen had endured.
Jian Yunong hurriedly sent them both off in the car; her aunt's temper was getting worse and worse.
...
After a trip to the hospital, Little Wave had already been discharged.
Jian Yunong sent him a message, but he didn't reply.
Well, she had done all she could.
Beneath the undercurrents of life, there were countless hidden stones, and no one knew what they would step on.
On a certain rainy afternoon, Jian Yunong received a text from Wangcai.
"Are you okay?"
She felt a bit confused.
"I heard your family has gone completely bankrupt... is it true... are you alright?"
But her family had gone bankrupt a long time ago!
After a moment of daze, Jian Yunong finally realized what he meant by "your family." It referred to the Jian Family, the same Jian Family that had driven her out on a rainy night, the one that had even tried to drug her to send her to someone else's bed for the sake of obtaining funds.
Jian Yunong took a sip of hot tea, her gaze as light as the misty rain. "I'm abroad."
She actually wanted to reply, "Shouldn't you have gone bankrupt by now?"
But thinking about it, such a response might lead to an endless conversation.
She wanted to finish the book in her hands.
The phone sank down, and indeed, it did not ring again.
...
Nancheng.
The same continuous rain.
Huo Jincheng walked out of the building, moving as if he carried the wind with him. His tailored suit pants draped over his long legs, and there was no warmth on his face as he rejected Jiang Secretary's offer of an umbrella.
"Brother-in-law!" Someone suddenly jumped out from the side.
Jian Dan had not even approached when Huo Jincheng's bodyguard blocked her back. It seemed like a light action, but she almost fell to the ground.
"Mr. Huo! I am your wife's sister! I am your sister-in-law!" The umbrella fell to the ground and was forgotten as Jian Dan raised her voice to the maximum.
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