Seeing Wen Yongning again, Cheng Zhiwei felt an unusually calm emotion. Perhaps it was only after personally experiencing the terror of Zhou Chenyan that she could understand Wen Yongning’s helplessness back then.
She understood, but still couldn’t accept it.
There was just no longer the hysterical opposition she had felt before.
The violin sounded lodic, and a sweet scent wafted through the cafe.
Wen Yongning quietly looked at Cheng Zhiwei. She didn’t look much like Yu Man but shared a few facial features with him, just not many.
Caressing the warm coffee cup, Wen Yongning spoke first, "Your mother was a kind and brave person. Everyone liked her. When I t her, she was making nests for stray cats with school volunteers."
It was sumr then, very hot, but her eyes were bright.
These mories were treasures for Wen Yongning’s entire life.
So much so that when he spoke of Yu Man, there was a soft light in his eyes.
However, after he had spoken, he beca sowhat uneasy.
"Zhiwei, Dad doesn’t expect you to forgive , but I hope we can et frequently," Wen Yongning said affectionately. "I’m prepared to co back and live here."
He hoped to be closer to her.
He had been cowardly in the past, and now he wanted to make ands.
Cheng Zhiwei rely shook her head gently, speaking with a calm and collected tone, "I still stand by what I said. I understand your choice, but I cannot accept it. Where you like to live is your own business, and I won’t interfere, but it’s better not to et often."
Wen Yongning chuckled bitterly, "Zhiwei."
"And about this incident, Zhou Lin has already told . Thank you for your help."
If it weren’t for the information he provided, it might have taken Zhou Lin so more ti.
"It’s what I should have done..."
"I’ll treat you to this coffee, Mr. Wen. Goodbye," Cheng Zhiwei said as she stood up, bidding farewell politely.
She wouldn’t call him Dad.
Wen Yongning felt a profound sense of loss, and his eyes reddened, "Zhiwei, I’m sorry."
Cheng Zhiwei turned to leave.
Suddenly, a middle-aged woman in a pale blue long dress, with her long hair draped over her shoulders, walked towards her, gentle and beautiful.
Wen Yongning’s expression changed slightly, "Ah Mi, why have you co?"
The woman nad Ah Mi smiled faintly at Cheng Zhiwei, "Hello, Zhiwei. Can we sit down and talk?"
Cheng Zhiwei turned to look at Wen Yongning.
Wen Yongning murmured softly, "Ah Mi."
There was a plea in that tone.
Ah Mi walked over and grasped his forearm, her voice soft and her pace of speech comforting, "Yongning, there are so things you don’t have to hide from her."
Cheng Zhiwei then asked, "What’s the matter?"
Ah Mi replied unhurriedly, "Let’s sit down and talk."
Cheng Zhiwei looked at Wen Yongning, noticing his face had gone pale. She was imdiately filled with doubts and sat back down.
Ah Mi ordered a cup of coffee and said with a gentle smile, "Hello, I’m Ah Mi."
Cheng Zhiwei raised her eyebrows slightly, guessing her identity.
She thought scornfully, wasn’t Wen Yongning the one who prided himself on how much he loved Yu Man? Yet he had married again.
However, she was too polite to ask such a question and rely nodded, "Hello. Please, if you have sothing to say, do so directly, as I need to go to the hospital."
Ah Mi said, "Your father didn’t abandon your mother back then. Instead, he was being hunted by Zhou Chenyan’s n. After finally making it to Yucheng with great difficulty, he was captured by Zhou Chenyan."
The hardships within didn’t need to be elaborated.
"Later, Zhou Chenyan caused him a fundantal injury, and he had to go abroad for treatnt..." Ah Mi didn’t finish, but it was enough.
Wen Yongning trembled.
Such an injury, for a man, was a devastating blow.
So he just kept pleading for Cheng Zhiwei’s forgiveness, never ntioning this incident.
"If you don’t believe it, you can ask Wen Yongan. At that ti, it was he who decided to send Yongning out of the country," Ah Mi’s voice was slow but very convincing.
"Later, he lost all hope and stayed abroad."
Cheng Zhiwei pursed her lips, clearly unable to ask Wen Yongning about his injury, but she didn’t know what else to say.
Ah Mi continued gently, "I tell you these things not to elicit pity for him, but because I think you should know the truth. Perhaps you can’t accept him for now, but I hope you don’t reject him."
Wen Yongning turned his face away in pain. Admitting such a thing was a joke to him.
"Also, I’ve only been married to him for two years," Ah Mi’s face showed a happy smile. "I was the one who pursued him."
Cheng Zhiwei was silent for a while before she slowly said, "I understand. I’ll leave now."
She got up and left quickly.
Wen Yongning watched her retreating figure, his heart filled with bitterness, "She still doesn’t want to forgive . Thank you for your kindness."
Ah Mi gripped his hand tightly, comforting him, "It’s not necessarily so."
Cheng Zhiwei returned to the hospital room, where Zhou Lin was resting.
She sat by the bed, staring at Zhou Lin’s pale face, thinking of Wen Yongning’s unspoken injury, feeling blocked up inside.
Unable to help herself, she reached out and caressed Zhou Lin’s cheek, whispering with a sigh, "What do you think I should do?"
In response, Zhou Lin’s generous hand tightly grasped her fingers.
"Was the talk unpleasant?" he asked her.
Cheng Zhiwei shook her head and after thinking for a while, said, "It’s just that I don’t know whether to accept him or not."
Zhou Lin suggested, "Treat it as if you’ve gained another relative."
Visit when you have ti, and don’t bother when you don’t.
Cheng Zhiwei found this reasonable, her facial expression finally easing up.
Yes, she was related to Wen Yongning by blood, but there was also a chasm of ti between them. With that in mind, they could just interact as relatives or friends.
Her mood improved, she asked Zhou Lin how Zhou Chenyan was doing.
"The things he did, naturally, he won’t be able to get out in this lifeti," Zhou Lin explained to Cheng Zhiwei in detail. "Also, ng Qiancheng. He was involved with Zhou Chenyan and also did many evil deeds. He’s likely to spend his lifeti behind bars as well."
Actually, ng Qiancheng wanted to see Cheng Zhiwei, but Zhou Lin stopped him.
He didn’t want Cheng Zhiwei to dirty her eyes again.
Zhou Lin’s wounds were healing well, so Cheng Zhiwei decided to go back to work.
Zhou Lin disagreed, and it took coaxing from Cheng Zhiwei for him to reluctantly agree.
With Bo Ye there, it wasn’t a problem for her to return. However, Bo Ye’s stance was that the company treated everyone fairly and justly; Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t use anyone’s backdoor.
Cheng Zhiwei agreed.
The first thing she did when she returned to the company was to look for Ding Kun.
After being rescued, she had ssaged Ding Kun, but there was no reply.
She was worried sothing might have happened to Ding Kun.
She made her way to Ding Kun’s office amid various gazes, only to find soone else in the office.
Ding Kun had indeed left the company.
"Cheng Zhiwei, you’re back. Are you looking for Ding Kun?"
A colleague who was on good terms with her pulled Cheng Zhiwei to the side and whispered, "Ding Kun was fired."
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