"..." "William!" An Ran couldn't help but yell out. When she called out that name, her voice had even become hoarse.
"I don't understand... I don't understand how my sister's death was related to William... "He's my sister's friend, my benefactor …"
An Ran slid her wheelchair over to Ji Weian and asked, while Wei An walked past her with a warm hug. He happened to walk into the sunlight shining in from outside the window. The golden light made him look more and more handsome, and she smiled at her, "An Ran."
An Ran looked at her. She could reach out and grab his fingers, but she didn't have the chance.
"Do your best."
Even though he wanted to say something, he felt that it was meaningless to say it out loud. It would be better if he did not say it out loud.
He turned and walked out the door, holding the warm air around him. An Ran ran after him for a few steps, but stopped in her tracks. She leaned against him, counting his steps as the girl's child lay on his shoulder, staring at her, but she found that she could no longer hate him.
"Wei An …"
She followed him to the door just as he reached the entrance to the path, and beside him was a perfectly grown rose, bright red and pleasing to the eye.
"I love you again, okay?"
There was a pleading tone in her voice. It didn't sound like her, but it was her. A woman who looked strong, but was weak to the bone.
Wei An stopped walking. His body slightly leaned to the side, but he did not move. The sunset just so happened to be shining, and the spring was as warm as smoke.
His silhouette became blurry under the light. An Ran's heart slightly tightened. She only wanted to hear one more sentence, the one he had said day and night.
She was afraid that she didn't have time to wait.
He looked deeply at her and snorted coldly. He then turned around and walked forward with large strides. "Goodbye, no, I'll never see you again."
The little hope in An Ran's heart suddenly exploded. Her eyes became misty as she tried her best to look at him again. However, his figure gradually disappeared amidst the shadows of the trees …
"Miss Wen, Master is calling. Please come over." When the housekeeper put down the phone in the living room, Wen Jing happened to come downstairs. These days, Qi Zhen had been busy looking for a happy face, but she had nothing to do.
"Not going." Wen Jing didn't even raise her head. She simply said, "That old man, aside from coercing her to leave, what good could he do to find her?"
"Miss …" The steward was in a difficult situation. The master had called for the fifth time, but Wen Jing refused every time without hesitation!
"What are you afraid of? He wants to cause trouble for me. What does it have to do with you? If you call me again, just say I'm not here and go on a tour with Qi Zhen!"
Wen Jing was a little angry. She was originally in a good mood this early in the morning, but now she was in trouble to make her angry.
What she loved was the aftershock, and what she wanted to live through her entire life was also the aftershock. Why did she have to go and curry favor with her father? It wasn't like she had any feelings for him!
"Miss … Old Master just said that if you don't come, he will personally come to invite you. "
"Is he done yet!?" Wen Jing was so angry that she grabbed the fruit on the plate in front of her and threw it out.
When Wen Jing didn't fall out with her family, wasn't she also raised by Jin Zunyu?
"Miss, it's better for you to go over. I believe that the old master will not make things difficult for you, considering the young master's feelings."
"Even you all know that this is going to be difficult. Why should I send him to the door to make it difficult? Forget it …" Butler, go and buy some supplements. Didn't the old man still have rheumatism a few days ago?
Her anger was gone, but her heart was still soft. She had to buy some tonic before the driver drove her to the old house.
Wen Jing took a deep breath and stood outside the living room to calm her mind. Then, she walked in with the big and small bags.
"Hello, uncle." The butler came to pick up the things. Wen Jing then greeted politely.
"Sit there." The old man didn't even raise his eyes as he snorted indifferently.
Wen Jing ignored him and just walked over and sat down. She ordered a cup of green tea from a servant and started to drink it at a leisurely pace.
Old man Qi waited for a while, but seeing that she was sitting there without saying anything, he couldn't help but be irritated. He waved his hand for the butler and the servant to go out, then coughed and said with the same serious tone, "Do you know why I called you here?"
"I know. You are going to give me a cheque to leave Singapore. No, I am going to leave Singapore forever. It's best if I die of old age in a foreign land!"
She answered very smoothly as she put down the cup and smiled at the bearded old man who was glaring at her. "It's just that you're wasting your breath again. I can't do that."
"You're still not satisfied with the twenty million that I gave you?"
"I'll give you twenty million to break off the relationship between father and son with Qi Zhen. Are you going to do it if you don't see him for the rest of your life?"
"Nonsense, that's my son!"
"That's right, that's also the man I love the most, the man I have to marry in my entire life."
Wen Jing fearlessly looked at the vigorous old man Qi in front of her and said with determination.
"I don't want to. Who do you think will listen to the prayer?" This girl was arrogant and lawless. If he couldn't deal with her, then he would lose all face!
"You are the father of Qi Zhen, and I am the woman he likes. Uncle, you must let him be in the middle. Besides, how could I not satisfy you? Although I used to like to play, but I was still clean when I was together with Yawning! Have I really humiliated your family? "
"Do you know what being reserved is!" The old man roared in anger, then slammed the table and stood up while pointing at Wen Jing. He was so angry that his nose was trembling.