CH 272

Wen Qingyou x Jiang Lingwei (5)

Two months later…

One day, Wen Qingyou received a call from Zhou Yue at the company.

“Your sister seems to be doing something very impulsive and dangerous.”

All these years, Zhou Yue had been employed by Wen Qingyou to help keep an eye on his father and sister in China.

Wen Qingyou frowned. “What’s wrong?”

Zhou Yue answered with what he found truthfully, “She approached a powerful man in the entertainment industry. I guess she might want to take revenge on Shen Mingjia.”

Wen Qingyou immediately sat upright, and after quickly extracting the information from his words, he still found everything somewhat unclear. “Why do you say it’s dangerous?”

“Because she’s pretending to be suffering from amnesia and believes that the man was her biological brother.” After a short pause, Zhou Yue said softly, “I mean she’s deliberately calling the other party you.”

“…”

It only took two days for him to decide to return home.

When packing up, Wen Qingyou picked up the button again from the drawer.

Not a button to be precise, but an ornamental bead on a dress.

The woman dropped it.

Wen Qingyou saw it when he left the hotel. He originally wanted to throw it away, but for some reason, he ended up stuffing it in his pocket.

And brought it back to New York.

To date.

On several sleepless nights, Wen Qingyou would take out this nail bead to look at, and her shadow would appear uncontrollably in front of him.

She would sit at the bar and smile at him.

She wore a white shirt with her back to the balcony and looked serene.

She turned crimson and sweaty uncontrollably.

Wen Qingyou originally thought it was just a one-night stand, but he didn’t expect that after returning to New York, these images would not be dispersed.

It was as if with that bead, she was deeply nailed to his own world.

He began to admit his nostalgia, and even longed to meet her again.

Later, he went to the beach again, but as expected, he found nobody.

After countless nights of tossing and turning, his body would react whenever he thought of her, but he would never touch the real her again.

Akin to a colorful bubble, it burst, and it was hard to ever find it again.

Originally, Wen Qingyou planned to put it down slowly. Time could always erase everything, but he did not expect that after returning home, his sister Wen Yu’s words would wake him up.

‘Brother, have you ever done anything you regret?’

At that time, the first thing that flashed in Wen Qingyou’s mind was…

If time was rewound to that night two months ago, when she proposed to get to know each other, he would have said yes without hesitation.

Rather than refuse.

But there was no if.

Nor was it possible to rewind time and let him choose again.

At that time, Wen Qingyou was taking Wen Yu away from Jiang Yuhe’s house, and the two of them were sitting in the airport, facing this problem and thinking about different people in their hearts.

In the end, Wen Yu chose not to turn back.

She wanted to go forward; she wanted to go to the person she liked.

Even if the road ahead was a thorny one that could be glimpsed; even if the end was not always satisfactory…

She still went without turning back.

At that moment, Wen Qingyou inexplicably received some kind of inspiration from his sister.

He began to think that perhaps… he could also try.

Give himself a chance to choose again.

Although it was like a needle in a haystack; although the hope was slim, within that more than a month of Wen Qingyou’s return home, he still searched for her in bars in first-tier cities such as Beijing, Jiangcheng, and Shanghai, hoping to see that figure again.

He only learned in the chat that she was traveling to the United States, but nothing else.

The search was as difficult as ascending to the sky, and the possibility was almost zero.

Wen Qingyou understood this, but still wanted to try his best. He bet on that tiny 0.01% hope.

It was not until later, when Wen Yu, who had no turning back, also returned to Jiangcheng, did Wen Qingyou gradually understand that multiple-choice questions in life never had a second chance.

He gradually gave up and booked a flight back to New York.

However, just two weeks before his flight back, his sister’s feelings were reciprocated.

Jiang Yuhe came to Jiangcheng to look for her.

With the unclear relationship, Wen Qingyou was ill at ease with the relationship between him and Wen Yu. Therefore, that night when they met at the bar, he convinced Wen Yu that he would pick her up at the bar at ten o’clock on time.

Unexpectedly, when the group came out, Wen Yu took a woman’s hand and introduced her to him.

“Brother, this is Sister Jiang, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Lingwei.”

The Jiangcheng night was very lively. There were people everywhere, and the door of the bar was even more infused with revelry.

It was like the night they first met.

Wen Qingyou was caught off guard and saw a woman whose face fit perfectly with the face that had been lingering in his head countless times.

He met her again completely unprepared.

Not to mention in such an astonishingly coincidental relationship.

She was the older sister of the man his younger sister liked.

But she spent the night with him.

In those few seconds, even though Wen Qingyou’s heart was tossed by huge waves for several rounds, his face remained unperturbed. He calmly extended his hand to her and said, “Hello, Miss Jiang.”

Jiang Lingwei’s eyes were obviously dazed, but like him, she calmly responded to his greetings.

Both concealed it very well.

It was as if they had never met.

Even less likely to have spent that ridiculous night.

At that time, Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu’s relationship was still involved. Jiang Yuhe insisted that she follow him to the hotel for the signing of a contract, but Wen Qingyou just took this opportunity to his convenience and to enter their world.

‘To be exact, to enter her world.’

Jiang Lingwei.

On the way to the hotel, Wen Qingyou asked Wen Yu, “When did Jiang Yuhe have an extra sister?”

Wen Yu replied to him, “Sister Jiang accompanied their grandma on a vacation to the United States for the past two months. She just returned to China not long ago. This time she tagged along to Jiangcheng for fun.”

‘For fun?’

‘With whom?’

‘With other men?’

But didn’t they have fun before, too?

Thinking of this, Wen Qingyou’s heart inexplicably twisted. He fell silent and didn’t say anything, but Wen Yu supplemented a lot of Jiang Lingwei’s information by herself.