Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin-Chapter 51 - Half a life gone
Chapter 51: Half a life gone
Chapter 51: Half a life gone
“The rest doesn’t matter.”
That was Wen Zhi’s inner thoughts. Meng Fan stopped there and turned back to the main topic, asking, “By the way, why did your uncle take you to Qionglou?”
Wen Zhi said, “It was a coincidence, he happened to be there.”
Meng Fan asked again, “So how did you deal with that incense you were affected by? Surely your uncle didn’t…”
“No,” Wen Zhi quickly replied, “Uncle called for a doctor.”
She dared not elaborate.
This incident, she intended to keep it to herself.
And take it with her to the grave.
Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good. Although Uncle is at the prime of his youth, he is an upright person, and would surely not take advantage of someone in distress. You’re safe with him, and that puts my mind at ease.”
Wen Zhi pursed her lips, wondering in her heart—was she really safe?
Perhaps not necessarily.
Sometimes the way he looked at her, it was as if he wanted to devour her.
Meng Fan was now much relieved, as long as Wen Zhi was safe, nothing else mattered. After asking around for a long while, he finally asked, “So, are you going home today?”
Wen Zhi laughed, “Of course I am. Why do you ask such a thing?”
Meng Fan laughed as well, “Being able to visit Qionglou once, I should at least stay for a night. After all, it is the only mansion at the foot of the city walls.”
Wen Zhi said, “I’m not staying, it’s not appropriate.”
Meng Fan thought about it and indeed it was inappropriate, so he dropped the subject. Lastly, Wen Zhi asked Meng Fan to help cover for her. No matter who asked about her, they should all stick to the same story. Meng Fan said, “No problem.”
Ending the call, Meng Fan looked out the window.
“Eh?”
“Where’s the car?”
Meng Fan stood up, focusing on the spot that should have had a Bentley parked, but now it was empty.
“Huaishen!!” Meng Fan ground her teeth in anger, “Bastard!”
In just a moment of distraction, the car was gone. She had managed to follow it here today with great difficulty!
It turned out to be a wasted effort.
This man plays his cards close to the chest. She should have hired paparazzi instead of exerting herself. If she does not quickly capture photos of him meeting his secret lover, divorce will remain out of reach.
Meng Fan downed her coffee in one gulp, then went to settle the bill.
The cashier checked and told Meng Fan, “Ma’am, your two cups of coffee have already been paid for by someone else.”
Meng Fan puzzled, “Who paid?”
The cashier handed Meng Fan a sticky note, “This was left by the gentleman.”
Meng Fan took it and saw that the sticky note read: Yang—183XXXXXX
Just a surname and a string of phone numbers.
The writing of the character Yang was powerful and firm, and the string of phone numbers was written straightforwardly. Meng Fan stared at the sticky note, puzzled. Who was this?
Could it be someone who fell for her at first sight, deliberately paid her bill without showing his face, and then left his contact to hook her?
Tsk, boring.
Either greet her in person, if handsome, she might chat. An affair didn’t bother her, as she and Huaishen were leading separate lives anyway. If ugly, she would pretend she had never seen him, rejecting him outright and without dragging things out.
She despised this secretive approach the most.
Meng Fan immediately took out her phone and dialed the number from the sticky note.
After two rings, the call was answered.
Meng Fan bluntly said, “State your name.”
The other party hesitated for a moment, then said, “Yang Xiu.”
Meng Fan furrowed her brow. The name sounded vaguely familiar, but it might just be a false recognition, so she didn’t think much of it and directly told him, “I’m married, no disturbances, please. Also, come back for your coffee money. I don’t skimp on such small amounts, I pay for my own coffee.”
Yang Xiu, after hearing this, looked nervously back at his boss then replied to Meng Fan on the phone, “Madam, I know you’re married and I know who your husband is, Mr. Rong.”
Meng Fan suddenly became alert, “How do you know so much? Who are you?”
“I am Yang Xiu, Mr. Rong’s assistant,” Yang Xiu said.
Meng Fan: “…”
At that moment, she heard over the phone, Yang Xiu cautiously asking the man in the backseat, “Mr. Rong, should we go back to pick up your wife?”
Soon after, Meng Fan heard the man say, “She can go back on her own.”
Meng Fan freaked out, “Huaishen! I’ll strangle you!!”
Yang Xiu’s expression stiffened, it was too late to cover the phone’s speaker, he whispered a reminder, “Madam, the speakerphone is on, Mr. Rong can hear you.”
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Meng Fan: “…”
Breaking down twice in just a minute, impressive.
Meng Fan took a deep breath, don’t be angry, her mammary glands are just glands, especially not worth getting upset over a despicable man. She quickly adjusted herself and calmly asked, “Yang Xiu, why did you leave your phone number?”
Yang Xiu immediately explained, “It’s like this, madam, Mr. Rong knows that you always secretly follow him…”
Meng Fan was stunned.
Huaishen knows she was tracking him?
Impossible!
She had always hidden herself very well.
Yang Xiu continued, “Madam must be concerned about Mr. Rong, that’s why she follows him. Just too shy to show up or to call Mr. Rong. So, Mr. Rong, fearing that you might lose track of him, instructed me to leave my number. If madam loses sight of him, she can contact me. Mr. Rong will wait, and if madam wants to check on him at other times, she can contact me, and I will keep her updated on Mr. Rong’s schedule.”
Meng Fan: “…”
Broken down three times now!
She cleared her throat, “Who’s tracking him? Nonsense, I’m not that idle. Besides, how could someone as generous as me check on him? He can do whatever he likes, I don’t care.”
In the back seat, Huaishen opened his eyes, the lids shadowed with a light grey due to lack of sleep recently. His back-to-back schedule since returning to the country had been exhausting, but a short nap had somewhat revived him.
He could hear the speakerphone very clearly.
Meng Fan’s haughty tone, one sentence after another, reached his ears, and after listening for a while, his expression was not too pleasant.
A moment later, Huaishen reached out, “Give me the phone.”
Yang Xiu immediately passed the phone to Huaishen’s hand.
Huaishen turned off the speakerphone and held the phone to his ear, shouting, “Meng Fan.”
Meng Fan, having just heard Huaishen ask Yang Xiu to hand him the phone, wanted to hang up, but then she thought, what if he really had something to say, she’d miss it.
Now, upon hearing his voice, Meng Fan felt a bit uncomfortable.
Listen to that distant tone, he’s not like that in bed, he’s an absolute pervert in bed.
A completely different person in and out of bed.
Meng Fan began to issue threats, “Huaishen, just wait, I will eventually catch you red-handed in your affair, and this marriage, I am definitely getting a divorce.”
“Set on getting a divorce, are you that sure?” he asked.
“Of course.”
Initially, Meng Fan thought, since Huaishen controlled the family business and was capable, he would naturally have the confidence to divorce her openly to marry his true love.
But, as it turned out, this despicable man couldn’t part with the benefits.
Considering that divorcing her would mean losing the support of the Meng Family, he didn’t want a divorce anymore.
“Meng Fan, you still haven’t learned your lesson,” Huaishen’s voice on the phone turned cold and stern.
Meng Fan rebelliously replied, “Don’t lecture me, at least I have more backbone than you. I dare to bring up divorce, but you don’t.”
Huaishen reminded her word by word, “Have you forgotten the consequences of the last time you brought up divorce?”
Last time?
That was the day before yesterday?
She had rushed to Jin City to catch a cheater, but ended up being dragged to bed by Huaishen. She threatened to get a divorce, and he nearly broke her.
