Ji Wei?
Wen Nuan felt that the air around her had solidified. The corridor had windows open, letting in a cool breeze, and a chill ran down her spine.
She watched that door close and saw Leng Yan heading towards the room they had booked. Standing at the doorway, he muttered sothing in frustration. She vaguely heard him ntion that he forgot the room card.
Wen Nuan felt even more at a loss, looking down at her bag with a bitter smile.
Yesterday, she had put all the room cards in her bag.
And now he only just rembered about the room card. This ant he hadn’t been to this room all night. An entire night...
So, where did he sleep?
In Ji Wei’s room...
If she was only shocked before, she could now be described as dumbfounded.
Initially, she could still deceive herself. Say that Ji Wei just happened to stay here too, and maybe Leng Yan went there to deliver Uncle Wang’s dicine. Perhaps there was so dicine to be taken in the morning, and he just forgot to give it to her. But now, she couldn’t even fool herself.
She recalled Tong Xi’s words, about how that bastard had feelings for that woman, and even detoxed her.
And for Ji Wei, he was still full of deep affection. In this state, with a whole night, anything could have happened, right?
"Wen Nuan?"
When Leng Yan turned back towards the front desk, he was startled to see Wen Nuan by the elevator: "You’re back?"
"I ca back at a bad ti, didn’t I?" Wen Nuan looked at him, smiling faintly.
Leng Yan opened his mouth; her deanor was very cold, colder than ever before.
This feeling made him uneasy, as if he was on the verge of losing her.
"Nuannuan, last night I..."
"Didn’t sleep here, right?" Wen Nuan interrupted him, taking out the room card: "No room card, couldn’t get in, right? So you booked another room to sleep?"
She spoke so calmly, yet it clearly felt like a seemingly calm sea with turbulent waves beneath the surface.
He could have easily gone to the front desk; there was no need to book another room.
And even less need to book a room with his ex-girlfriend...
She walked past him calmly, taking the room card to open the door, seeing Joe’s notebook on the bedside table, she picked it up.
Only she knew, her heart was being pierced by a sharp needle. Over and over, the pain penetrating deep into her bones.
She had to struggle to breathe deeply to avoid crying out loud.
No wonder he hadn’t asked her to co back; so that’s how it was, huh! Great! It’s just a pity that events strayed off track, letting her "easily"
discover the truth of the matter...
"Nuannuan, last night I took Ji Wei ho, but she forgot her keys. The assistant’s phone was off, so..." Leng Yan followed her in, hugging her waist from behind.
He knew Wen Nuan misunderstood sothing, but last night, he really was just by Ji Wei’s side, not doing anything to betray her.
He had slept on the sofa all night, uncomfortable and with a sore neck. At the first light of dawn, he woke up and left when he saw that Ji Wei was fine.
"So you brought her to the hotel to get a room?"
Wen Nuan interrupted him again, forcefully pushing away his arms from her waist, turning sharply to face Leng Yan. Wanting to say sothing, but finally forming only a cold smile.
"Nuannuan, it’s not what you think." Leng Yan’s voice raised slightly, furrowing his brows in frustration: "Listen to my explanation!"
This Wen Nuan felt very unfamiliar to him, as if she didn’t want to give him even a chance to explain, ready to condemn him directly.
"Can you dare say you weren’t in her room last night?"
Wen Nuan took a deep breath; she was also frustrated with herself. Her voice was sharp, but she could no longer remain calm.
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