Qu Yu knocked on the door twice, and Wen Nian walked over to open it. Qu Yu entered, and the door was closed again.
Wen Nian sat down on the leather chair where Song Lili had just been sitting.
His hands were crossed, gripping each other as he looked at Qu Yu with a face full of curiosity, obviously, about to burst with questions.
"It’s her."
Wen Nian didn’t intend to keep Qu Yu in suspense.
"Sure enough... But how did Mada get in? The security at the President Mansion is so tight, how could she have entered your office without alerting a single guard! Is there such a huge loophole in the President Mansion’s security?"
"How would I know? She seems to be very familiar with this place, even more so than I am."
"Mr. President... What exactly is going on with Mada? She..."
Wen Nian took a deep breath and looked up at Qu Yu,
"Last night, she and Lu Ziqing turned back."
"What?"
"The car drove off, but the people ca back,"
Wen Nian said indifferently.
Qu Yu furrowed his brows and pursed his lips, "The fire was too fierce at the ti, blocking the view ahead on the road. It really didn’t occur to anyone that they would double back... So, Mada..."
Wen Nian turned his chair a bit to look out the window.
"Mr. President, what... what is Mada planning?"
"Although there were so deviations, the general direction is correct."
"So, you an to say Mada intends to take this opportunity to abandon the na Song Lili and live on under the identity of Tang Xiaohua?"
Wen Nian did not speak.
It was taken as an affirmation.
Qu Yu exhaled deeply, "Mr. President, you really do understand Mada."
"Understand...?"
"Of course, you’ve always known that Mada would surely take this chance to go to Xilin. From there, she would start the life she truly desires, right?"
"..."
"Moreover, isn’t this outco precisely what Old Master Wen wanted? If last night hadn’t been successful, Old Master Wen would definitely have made another move against Mada. No one understands Elder Wen better than you."
"..."
"Mr. President, hasn’t everything unfolded just as you’ve envisioned?"
"Qu Yu."
Wen Nian suddenly called his na,
"I might... have lost Xiao Li forever."
Qu Yu was startled for a mont, not understanding the aning of Wen Nian’s words, only feeling an emptiness in his heart as Wen Nian spoke them.
"How could that be? One day Mada will understand your hardship and intentions, one day—"
Wen Nian slightly raised his hand, signaling Qu Yu to stop.
Qu Yu wanted to say more, but Wen Nian didn’t want to continue the conversation, so Qu Yu ultimately stood back, silently.
No one truly understood Wen Nian, not even the woman he loved most.
Sotis, Qu Yu felt it was unfair for Wen Nian. He always wondered if the woman nad Song Lili... truly deserved the President’s wholehearted devotion.
But everyone has their choices, their obsessions... and they must be responsible for those choices, pay the price for their obsessions.
It wasn’t clear when it started, but more and more people said... Wen Nian was born a king, destined to sit in the highest position.
But... does the person in the highest position have to be lonely for life?
Unable to be loved thoroughly, unable to be fully despised, even protecting soone requires taking such a long way around...
"Mr. President."
Qu Yu took a deep breath and stubbornly spoke up.
Wen Nian still faced the window, his back to the room.
"You won’t lose Mada! I firmly believe that no matter how long it takes, Mada will surely return to your side!"
"..."
"I believe that Mada will not let down all your deep affections!"
Wen Nian listened quietly, and after a long while, he slightly curved his lips into a smile, a glint of light in his amber eyes.
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