"Yan, I wasn’t afraid of death before. Because of the misunderstanding with you that couldn’t be resolved, seeing your indifference made me feel like I couldn’t go on living. Now that you know the reason and no longer blame me, I realize life can indeed be beautiful. I know this request is somewhat excessive, but I’m really a bit scared..."
Leng Yan’s eyes darkened, hesitating, unsure of what to do.
Wen Nuan had just run out, clearly angry.
Ji Wei’s heart sank. From Leng Yan’s expression, she could see that his heartache for her was true, but his reluctance to stay was also true.
Everything that just happened outside, Xiao Liu had heard clearly by the door and had told her all about it. Upon learning that he stood up for her, Wen Nuan left in anger, causing Ji Wei to feel inexplicably excited. Such a perfect opportunity, how could she let it slip?
Taking advantage of Leng Yan’s unawareness, she pinched Xiao Liu’s hand. Xiao Liu immediately caught on, looking at Leng Yan with remorse: "Young Master Leng, could you stay and take care of Sister Wei tonight? I’m really afraid I might accidentally... Brother Fan will be back tomorrow, so you won’t have to worry."
Ji Wei, wrapped in thick cotton bandages, tried to pull Xiao Liu back weakly: "Don’t make it difficult for him... Ouch~"
The wound on her wrist, still not fully healed, tore open, and bright red blood oozed out, deeply jarring Leng Yan’s eyes.
A pain shot through his heart, the memory of the bathroom scene, filled with dark red, flashed before his eyes.
At that moment, he truly felt the ticking of the life clock counting down the time.
Taking out cotton and other materials, Leng Yan carefully removed the bandage from her wrist, then skillfully wrapped it with new cotton gauze.
As a child, because people taunted him about having no father, he often ended up in fights, getting himself hurt, and gradually learned to bandage wounds.
After finishing everything, he checked the time and said softly, "I’ll go make a call. Rest well."
"Yan..." Ji Wei held his hand, looking at him with some difficulty: "Please stay tonight, I’m really scared."
"Just lie down and rest."
Leng Yan shook his head slightly, helped her lie down, and walked out with his phone.
From afar, seeing the lights still on at the Wen Family villa, Wen Nuan’s eyes stung, almost shedding tears.
Since getting married, she hadn’t spent a night here. At first, she was worried she wouldn’t be able to hold back tears in front of Wen Qingyan, making him worry her marriage wasn’t happy. Later, it was because Leng Yan returned home daily; every time they went back to the Leng Family, it was with his company, and eventually, it naturally became standard to come out with him.
She drove the car in, parked, and slightly raised her head to push the tears back.
She couldn’t let her dad see her cry. Pengfei hasn’t started school yet, and he’s at home too; she couldn’t let them be worried. Since their mom passed away, she seldom did anything to worry them.
As soon as Wen Nuan’s car entered the villa, it immediately drew several exclamations.
Wen Qingyan, Pengfei, and the maid Aunt Wu all came out, each with a face full of surprise and concern.
"Dad, Pengfei, Aunt Wu, you haven’t gone to sleep yet?"
Wen Nuan smiled, nodding to them.
The smile was very sweet, sweet enough to conceal the cold sadness in her heart.
"Sister, I saw the car come in and told Dad it was you. Dad didn’t believe it." Pengfei came up, holding Wen Nuan’s hand, leading her to the sofa: "Sister, why are you here so late?"
"Nuannuan, are you alone?"
Wen Qingyan looked behind her, not seeing Leng Yan, and couldn’t help but worry: "Did you have a fight with Yan?"