She and Leng Yan had known each other for many years, loved each other for many years, and she believed that Leng Yan’s feelings for her were hard to sever. But with Wen Nuan, it had only been a few months, how could it compare to her?
"Showing off in front of the legitimate one, is it because you’re insecure about gaining happiness?" Wen Nuan couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
Ji Wei’s face suddenly darkened.
Yes, she was indeed insecure about winning over Leng Yan. That’s why she wanted to provoke Wen Nuan, to widen the gap between them. Being directly hit on her sore spot now, anger surged as she glared at Wen Nuan, scoffing, "Oh really? Then, Assistant Wen, are you happy?"
"Whether I’m happy or not is none of your business. However, I think it’s hard for a woman with an unkind heart to find happiness." As Wen Nuan watched the floor approaching, she sneered and asked, "I would like to ask Miss Ji a question. Is showing off being the third party something to be proud of?"
Seeing Ji Wei’s face change dramatically, Wen Nuan felt a deep sense of satisfaction. She deliberately chuckled and continued to speak:
"I remember in the drama you starred in, when you encountered a mistress, you showed a lot of hatred. I vividly remember in one scene, your friend’s husband cheated. You stood up and fiercely scolded that woman for being shameless. Tsk tsk, that expression, that tone, it was really satisfying. At the time, I thought a woman like Miss Ji would never destroy someone else’s family."
Now, the shameless person had become her. Wen Nuan really wanted to ask her what her actual feelings were. Did she feel the urge to slap herself?
However, she didn’t want to speak too harshly, so she held back.
"You’re the third party!" Ji Wei was so angry her lips turned white, and she pointed at Wen Nuan, unable to hold back any longer: "Leng Yan and I have been in love since college, we’ve been together for so many years, he loves me deeply, and you, you’re just someone who jumped in midway, you’ll be out eventually."
She was a few centimeters taller than Wen Nuan and looked down at her from above, her face turning from displeasure to somewhat pleased: "Miss Wen, even though you are his wife, has he ever introduced you anywhere? Ha! He didn’t even attend your wedding. Can you imagine how ridiculous you look as Mrs. Leng?"
Wen Nuan’s heart throbbed with pain.
A groom not appearing at the wedding was the greatest humiliation of her life. The one who dealt her this humiliation was the man she loved the most. She tried her best to ignore this past event and believed she no longer cared, but when Ji Wei mentioned it, the grievances in her heart filled up instantly.
"Assistant Wen, why do you look so pale, are you feeling unwell?" Ji Wei’s assistant, noticing the change in Wen Nuan’s expression, said gloatingly, "Do you want us to take a look for you? Oh, how could I forget, President Leng is coming to see Sister Ji later. That’s fine, why not all go together."
"I’m just fine." Forcefully closing her eyes, then reopening them. Wen Nuan regained her previous sharpness, looked at Ji Wei, and suddenly gave a faint smile: "So what if he didn’t attend the wedding? Leng Yan is my husband, that’s an undeniable fact."
"It probably won’t be for much longer," Ji Wei covered her mouth with a smile, sarcastic and smug.
At this rate, Leng Yan and Wen Nuan would soon divorce.
"Oh, really?" Wen Nuan took a deep breath, smiling even sweeter: "What if I don’t agree to the divorce?"
If she didn’t agree to the divorce, what could it matter even if Leng Yan and Ji Wei had reached a point of inseparable closeness, wouldn’t they still have to wait? Moreover, in her subconscious, she perceived that Leng Yan didn’t actually want a divorce, and neither Leng Siyan nor Li Qiu wanted them to divorce. So, if she indeed didn’t agree, her marriage with Leng Yan could still be maintained.