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Chapter 129: Tell the Truth, Don’t Lie to Me

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Tell the Truth, Don’t Lie to Me

"Because she was drunk, I took her home." Leng Yan held her hand tightly, but his dark eyes dared not meet Wen Nuan’s gaze.

He had promised Wen Nuan not to tell anyone about the suicide. Unable to offer Ji Wei love, he could only ensure she wasn’t harmed.

"Is that so, hehe." Wen Nuan laughed softly, looking at his fingers clasping hers. After a moment of staring, she suddenly looked up and gently asked, "Yan, how is the company matter handled? Didn’t you say in the middle of the night that there was an urgent issue at the company? Is everything sorted out?"

Yan, please don’t lie to me...

She stared at his long fingers, her heart trembling lightly.

She once fantasized that this hand could hold her tightly. However, at this moment, her feelings were so complicated that she didn’t know what to do. She closed her eyes briefly and prayed silently in her heart: Yan, I’m giving you a chance, and giving myself a chance too, tell me the truth, give me a reason to stay...

I want to stay, stay by your side. Please don’t push me away with your lies, okay?

"..." Leng Yan was stunned for a moment, his gaze dodging even more: "There’s no problem now, everything has been handled."

Wen Nuan’s heart completely sank to the bottom.

"It’s good that there’s no problem."

Opening her eyes, her voice was so light it seemed it could be scattered by the wind. She gently pried his hand away: "Let’s eat before it gets cold."

"Nuannuan..."

Leng Yan wanted to hold her again, but she pushed him away. She smiled sweetly, but her heart felt as if soaked in bitter gall: "In a few days, MT has a fashion competition. I’ve already signed up. But you know, I haven’t even graduated from college. So, I have to work harder than others."

As she spoke, she didn’t pause and closed the door behind her.

Holding the documents, she went into the study and leaned against the door, and finally, tears flowed uncontrollably.

He didn’t tell her the truth, still using lies to deceive!

Everything should end here, no more holding onto any hope...

Her stomach still hurt a lot, lying on the bed, letting the cold sweat soak the pillow. Leng Yan gritted his teeth, his mind replaying scenes of him and Wen Nuan together repeatedly. The stomach pain subsided, but the ache in his heart became unbearable.

Putting on a coat, he walked towards the study, stood at the door, raised his hand but then put it down again.

What to say when he goes in?

To tell her about Ji Wei’s suicide?

He couldn’t! Ji Wei begged him not to tell anyone, he couldn’t break his word.

Wen Nuan sat in the study, her tears long dried. Staring at the documents, she couldn’t turn a page for a long time. Hearing footsteps, her body shuddered. Soon, those footsteps faded away, leaving her with a bitter smile full of tears and sighs.

In the middle of the night, she still returned to the Guest Room. Near dawn, sleeping uncomfortably, she turned over and immediately rolled into a soft and warm embrace. Wen Nuan was startled, but the familiar scent finally brought her to clarity. Turning on the bedside lamp, she looked at the familiar person beside her and shrugged helplessly.

Somehow, he had sneaked into the Guest Room, a swell of happiness mixed with an indescribable bitterness surged in her heart. She smiled self-deprecatingly, wanting to push him away, but he held her tighter.

"Don’t leave me, Nuannuan, don’t leave..."

His eyes remained closed, but his thin lips murmured softly in his sleep.

"It’s not that I want to leave; it’s you who are pushing me away." With a pang in her heart, Wen Nuan’s gentle hand lightly caressed his furrowed brow. In the dream, he held her even tighter. Wen Nuan shook her head and did not push him away.

These days, the temperature difference was too great, sleeping alone in bed felt cold. Not just physically, the coldest part was in her heart. Finally finding a trace of warmth, even though it wasn’t real, even if it might turn into foam by daylight, she greedily didn’t want to let go.

There wasn’t much time left to embrace; she couldn’t bear to part with it...

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The morning sun gently woke Wen Nuan. She slowly opened her eyes, with Leng Yan still sleeping soundly beside her. She sighed, moved his arm from herself, and quietly got out of bed.

She was only wearing one slipper when she was suddenly grabbed and pulled back into bed.