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"Miss Ren," Yao Nian chuckled, "may I ask what identity you are speaking to me from?"
Ren Ran did not answer her question. "I understand Shen Du and his family. You may bring him a fleeting sense of novelty, but with your current temperament and character, you probably cannot provide him with the marriage he truly needs."
With that, she revealed a meaningful smile. "Shen Du is a very rational person. Do you really think he would be willing to wait for you for so long?"
Yao Nian narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure you understand him? If he were as rational as you say, how could he possibly be with me?"
When Shen Du arrived at the World Trade Center, he called Yao Nian but received no answer. Assuming she had her phone in her bag and didn't hear it, he thought nothing of it and headed straight to the restaurant.
As soon as he reached the second floor, he spotted Xu Jiayi sitting on a long bench with a cup of milk tea, engrossed in her phone.
He paused in his steps. "Jiayi?"
Xu Jiayi looked up, her expression somewhat dazed. "Uncle Shen?"
Shen Du glanced around. "Where's Yao Nian?"
"Oh, she was called over by a sister to chat," Xu Jiayi pointed toward a shop behind him, unsure of what they were discussing. They had been waiting for quite some time without her returning.
When Ren Ran's studio opened, many of their mutual friends had posted on social media to promote it. So when Shen Du saw the storefront, his expression quickly darkened, and irritation grew in his eyes.
Ren Ran was momentarily speechless but refused to be outdone in front of this girl who was nearly ten years younger than her. "You two have only been together for a short time. On what basis do you think he will ultimately choose you?"
Yao Nian smiled brightly. "I never make assumptions about the future, but I understand one thing better than you: no one will wait indefinitely for you."
Ren Ran's body swayed slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"You say these things because you are convinced that we won't have a future together, hoping to make me retreat gracefully. I don't know where your sense of superiority comes from—perhaps it's because you're older than me? Or do you believe that you two are the traditional match in terms of social standing?"
"Isn't that so?" Ren Ran frowned slightly. "We did part ways due to some uncontrollable factors, but you must admit that in every aspect, I am more suitable for him than you are."
"But you gave him up, didn't you?"
Yao Nian stared calmly at her, enunciating each word clearly. "Miss Ren, I do not deny your past feelings for him, but as you've said, that was just the past. Pursuit is mutual; letting go should be decisive. Regardless of whether he chooses me in the future, at least right now, I am the one by his side. I will cherish him well and won't allow myself to regret it."
As her words settled in the air, Shen Du's tall figure appeared at the top of the stairs.
The moment Ren Ran saw him, she hurriedly stood up. "A-Du, I—"
Shen Du walked straight to Yao Nian's side. "Jiayi came all this way; why did you let her wait outside?"
Yao Nian opened her mouth, "Didn’t you say the law firm has everything covered?"
After finishing up, Shen Du took her hand and led her down the stairs. "Let’s go eat."
Ren Ran watched the two of them leave, clenching her fists as her shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably, as if she was desperately suppressing her resentment.
There were no questions, no anger; Shen Du didn’t even spare her a glance. It was as if she simply didn’t exist.
After dinner at the apartment, Yao Nian noticed that no matter what she was doing, Shen Du stayed within a meter of her.
She went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and Shen Du pretended to casually open the refrigerator, taking a glance before closing it again.
When she moved to the balcony to gather the sun-dried clothes, Shen Du quickly collected them all before she could even start.
Yao Nian tentatively walked to the bathroom, and sure enough, he followed her right in.
She leaned against the door handle. "I need to use the bathroom."
"You go ahead."
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