Even though they were both wearing sunglasses, she was convinced she wouldn’t mistake it. Leng Yan and Ji Wei walked ahead, chatting and laughing, while Ji Wei’s assistant deliberately kept a distance, seemingly afraid to disturb them.
The blood rushed through her veins, her mind buzzing, and Wen Nuan bit her teeth tightly, forcing herself to stay calm and collected, pursing her lips as she sat in the car.
"Yan, how is Aunt Li? I really want to see her, but I’m afraid she will kick me out." After talking about some amusing incidents from school back then, Ji Wei shifted the topic to Li Qiu, her beautiful face shrouded in a layer of sadness:
"Over the years, whenever I felt like I couldn’t go on, I would think of you and Aunt Li. Although it makes me cry, it also gives me strength. She was so good to me, but I broke her heart."
When she left, Leng Yan was drinking heavily every day, and Li Qiu had begged her more than once not to leave Leng Yan. Yet, she still left. Li Qiu must have hated her completely. She knew Li Qiu’s place in Leng Yan’s heart, and if Li Qiu harbored resentment for her departure back then, returning to Leng Yan would undoubtedly face obstacles.
Therefore, she needed to find a way to please Li Qiu, to change her dislike into acceptance, and gradually be liked and accepted by her.
Leng Yan’s gaze was slightly gloomy: "When there’s time, I’ll slowly tell her about you; she will understand your pain."
A few days ago, Li Qiu had repeatedly warned him not to have any contact with Ji Wei. Although he explained Ji Wei had her reasons, Li Qiu refused to hear his side of the story from back then.
"Find a time for me to see her, it’s been three years, I really miss her." Ji Wei said, her voice choking.
Leng Yan’s heart ached, and he quickly consoled her: "Don’t cry, be careful not to be recognized. I’ll find a chance for you to meet her."
"Really?" Ji Wei’s tears turned into a smile, and as she wiped the tears under her sunglasses with her fingers, she suddenly glanced up and caught sight of a car parked not far away, and her heart jolted.
"Oh—" She deliberately twisted her ankle, falling towards Leng Yan.
"Ji Wei." Leng Yan instinctively caught her, and Ji Wei took the opportunity to fall into his arms, looking provocatively at Wen Nuan in the car.
Wen Nuan bit down hard, watching her and Leng Yan intimately close, a cold smile curling at her lips: So fate really is this narrow!
"Nuannuan, why aren’t you driving?" Lin Xue, who was reading a medication pamphlet, hadn’t felt the car move for a while, and asked in confusion.
Wen Nuan snapped back to reality, smiling apologetically at Lin Xue: "I’ll be on my way soon."
She had parked in a spot where it was easy to drive off, and also by the road Leng Yan and Ji Wei were walking on, she could drive out of the hospital.
Wen Nuan scoffed inwardly, targeting the direction where Leng Yan and Ji Wei were, drove past them, deliberately brushing against the scarf draped over Ji Wei, blown by the wind.
She glanced sideways and saw Ji Wei’s frightened pale face, thinking she’d feel vindicated, but seeing Leng Yan urgently protecting her, a deeper, bitter feeling welled up in her heart.
Yes, she did it on purpose. Even though she somewhat despised herself for doing that. But seeing Ji Wei’s smug, provocative expression, she really couldn’t hold back.
Fortunately, she knew her driving skill well enough to graze just her clothes without hitting her, otherwise, she’d never take this risk.
"Hey, how are you driving? You almost hit someone, don’t you know!"
Leng Yan had just let go of Ji Wei when the stern voice of the assistant rang out. He instinctively turned his head to look, the familiar model and license plate number made him tremble all over.