Regarding Mother Leng’s words, Leng Yixiu neither agreed nor disagreed. He just gazed pensively at the dim light outside the door, and then downed his glass of red wine.
However, to others, Leng Yixiu’s silence was seen as tacit approval of Mrs. Leng’s statement. The next day, the news of Leng Yixiu’s impending marriage to Cheng Ying appeared on the front pages of major media outlets.
The bride was a movie star, and the groom a wealthy tycoon; they made a perfect pair. Naturally, magazines seized the opportunity to widely report on Leng Yixiu’s upcoming wedding with Cheng Ying. The news quickly became the top trend on Weibo.
Stars in the entertainment industry and big shots in the business world all extended their blessings to Leng Yixiu and Cheng Ying. Netizens even dubbed the couple "Prince and Snow White."
The news spread far and wide, and coincidentally, Lin Yixun also saw it. To her, it was undoubtedly good news.
She still remembered the agreement she had with Leng Yixiu; once he married Cheng Ying, their relationship would end. Knowing Leng Yixiu, despite his coldness, he would not break his word.
Thinking that she would soon gain her freedom, Lin Yixun’s mood lifted. She even began planning for her future. Her mother was gradually recovering, and her father would be released from prison soon. The family would reunite and move to a place where no one knew them, starting over anew.
With that thought, Lin Yixun’s hope for life rekindled.
But, she seemed to have thought everything was too perfect. Life was always ; just when she thought she was about to overcome an obstacle and be reborn, it would suddenly hit her hard.
Suddenly, her phone rang. Lin Yixun took a look at her phone; it was an unfamiliar number. She assumed it was a spam call that would hang up after a few rings, but unexpectedly, the other person was persistent.
Helplessly, she answered the call, "Hello?"
She was met with silence. Lin Yixun frowned and was about to hang up when a familiar male voice came through the receiver, "Yixun, it’s me."
Lin Yixun’s fingers tightened suddenly, as if electrocuted, and she stood frozen. The voice was so familiar that, despite wanting to erase it from her memory, she couldn’t forget it.
She opened her lips, and after a long pause, she heard her own trembling voice, "Ouyang Hao? How... how do you have my phone number?"
As soon as she spoke, Lin Yixun regretted it. She shouldn’t have responded to him. Get full chapters from novèlfire.net
Just as she was hesitating to hang up, seemingly sensing her intention, Ouyang Hao hurriedly said, "Yixun, don’t hang up on me!"
Lin Yixun’s fingers clenched into fists. Although she knew that hesitation would only cause more trouble, she still couldn’t bring herself to hang up. Her fingers seemed out of her control.
"Yixun, I want to see you."
Lin Yixun had never known such simple words could be so powerful. She bit her lip and struggled for a long time before she could say a complete sentence.
"Ouyang Hao, we have already broken up."
"But I didn’t agree! We need to talk face to face! I’m right downstairs in the Shengde Hospital’s inpatient department." Finally, Ouyang Hao added, "Lin Yixun, you have two choices now: either come down to see me, or I’ll come up!"