Chapter 501: Chapter 501
"Ah Jun, what are you thinking about?" Ye Wanhua gently tapped Wang Junchen’s hand and asked tenderly.
"Nothing, come on, have some fruit."
"Oh, right, Ah Jun, about this afternoon... I called Tangtang."
Ye Wanhua seemed somewhat uneasy.
What’s going on, she was fine just now?
It looks like something was said; I hope it’s not about Yuan Min.
Wang Junchen nodded thoughtfully, slowly lifted his teacup, took a sip, and smiled, "How did she do on her test, can she pass?"
"I didn’t ask, just reminded Little Tangtang not to wander around at night, and also... to stay away from Yuan Min."
"That girl is very clever, no worries."
"Indeed... quite clever. I hadn’t even mentioned it, but Tangtang seemed to understand, saying she wouldn’t go to Li Garden, let alone to Nanjiang Villa, even if Yuan Min invited her."
With those words, Wang Junchen’s eyes changed slightly, and he lifted his teacup again, sipping lightly.
Could it be she knows something?
"Do you think Tangtang..." Ye Wanhua bit her lower lip timidly after glancing at her husband, "already knows about my past?"
"No, and even if she does, it’s fine."
"Tangtang might feel I’m... not worthy... She has already called dad... grandfather, but she calls me Sister Wan Hua, probably because she already knows."
She thought of her dishonorable past.
To think that Wang Junchen’s father, Wang Jinhui, had only acknowledged her as a daughter-in-law less than a month ago, and that too because of Tang Mei.
"Don’t overthink it; you are stronger than me. At least she calls you sister; she calls me Mr. Wang directly. Doesn’t that sound even more distant?"
Looking at her husband’s gentle gaze, Ye Wanhua felt a lump in her throat.
"But how could she guess about Yuan Min?"
"That girl is very sharp. Think about it, she’s been married to Leng Lingxiao for almost half a month now, and yet Li Zishen is still shamelessly clinging onto her. She definitely thought of keeping her distance, and Leng Lingxiao would warn her too."
"Tangtang is only 20 years old, how could she understand the wickedness of people’s hearts? I’m just afraid she won’t be able to withstand Yuan Min..."
"Not at ease? Shall we go see her tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Ye Wanhua’s eyes lit up, "Can we? Oh right, I need to go to Jin City too. There are some issues at the shopping center that need handling. Yes, let’s go have a look."
Wang Junchen nodded with a smile.
He knew his wife was worried about Tang Xiaowan, and if that was the case, it would be better to make a trip.
At eleven o’clock at night, at the Jinshan Villa.
There were two exquisite crystal wine glasses on the bedroom floor, one upright, the other overturned.
A faint aroma of wine filled the air.
Tang Xiaowan lay quietly in Leng Lingxiao’s embrace, as if the whole world had come to a standstill.
Her bare shoulders were exposed, her skin white and delicate like creamy jade in the moonlight, glowing gently, an inexpressible beauty.
Leng Lingxiao watched his Little Wife intently, his eyes full of tenderness and indulgence. He gently caressed her smooth back, feeling her soft skin, listening to her faint breathing.
He knew his Little Wife couldn’t hold her liquor; she was supposed to have one drink and yet ended up having two.
Leng Lingxiao kissed her forehead, slowly rolled to the side, and gently embraced her soft body.
Sleep well; leave the rest to me.
I know you’re hurting inside, and you promised you’d stay in just to ease my mind.
Don’t worry, Yuan Min will get what’s coming to her.
Before falling into a deep sleep, Tang Xiaowan murmured for a long time. Her voice was soft and indistinct, filled with tales of her life with Leng Lingxiao and her longing for her birth mother.
She had always longed for maternal love, hoping to be like other children, with a mom to call her own.
After all, role-play is but a facade.
Leng Lingxiao listened quietly, his eyes brimming with tenderness and anxiety. He couldn’t help but recall every moment shared with Tang Xiaowan—the beautiful times they had spent together and all the days they had supported each other.
Fifteen years had gone by, he had watched her grow up from a chubby baby to a graceful young woman, from proposing marriage to getting their marriage certificate. How could he possibly let her take any risks?
Tang Mei refused to acknowledge anything over the phone, which caused Tang Xiaowan great distress.
Her emotions stirred and a blush crept up to the corners of her eyes.
Although Tang Xiaowan said nothing, Leng Lingxiao, who had been waiting outside the bathroom, had managed to guess a thing or two.
Don’t worry, we’ll get to the bottom of this.
Suddenly, at that moment, Tang Xiaowan’s lips quivered, and her thick, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled.
Leng Lingxiao quickly tightened his embrace.
Fortunately, Tang Xiaowan didn’t wake up; she just murmured twice and then revealed a sweet smile.
They possessed each other, deeply in love as if the entire world had calmed down in their embrace, with nothing and no one to disturb their peace and happiness.
By the time she woke up again, it was the next morning.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting its warmth on Tang Xiaowan’s face.
She slowly opened her beautiful eyes and, through the haze, saw Leng Lingxiao’s handsome face just inches away. His arms still firmly wrapped around her, as if he wanted to melt her into his body. Tang Xiaowan smiled softly, her heart filled with sweetness and satisfaction. Official source ıs N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
"Looks like there’s no morning workout today!"
Just as Tang Xiaowan tried to pull her arm away, Leng Lingxiao opened his eyes, full of tenderness and concern, "How are you feeling, does your head still hurt?"
"Not at all, I slept incredibly well."
Leng Lingxiao smiled and nodded, gently brushing away the messy hair on her forehead.
His Little Tangtang had finally regained her energy.
After breakfast, Tang Xiaowan arrived at the exam venue on time and took the test very seriously, not peeking at other students like she did the day before, nor was she consumed with worry about genetic mutations.
Last night, she had run freely between floors, following her heart, and despite being drunk later, she still remembered.
Everyone was treading on thin ice.
The bodyguards at the villa stayed up all night, vigilant at their posts, checking out every little noise carefully.
Zhao Renjie was particularly focused on the surveillance system.
If Tang Xiaowan were to slip out of the villa and head to Nanjiang Villa to find Yuan Min, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Her master, Leng Lingxiao, would undoubtedly go insane.
Although Tang Xiaowan was not completely aware of all the arrangements in the villa, she could feel them.
While washing up early in the morning, she had an epiphany. She couldn’t let everyone worry any longer; she would take care of the present, finish the exams, and then consider other matters.
It didn’t matter if her grandmother refused to admit knowing the woman in the trench coat on Jinyuan Bridge.
Uncertainty about genetic mutations was also no cause for concern.
She could look into it herself; she refused to believe that Shen Shiyi’s people could be everywhere in the world.
The more they tried to stop her, the more it proved there was an issue!
"I want that when you’re old... looking back on this life, all the beautiful images are of me. I want to make it impossible for you to fall in love with another man, to find anyone better than me, and I want you to cherish yourself, to not do anything reckless. Our lives are closely intertwined."
Tang Xiaowan bit her lower lip, deeply moved by Leng Lingxiao’s words from last night.
They also provided the inspiration for her essay.
The tip of her pen glided swiftly across the paper. While her Chinese characters were unimpressive, like a worm crawling, her English writing was quite good, with every letter beautifully crafted.
Time ticked away, and with the bell, the morning exam came to a successful close.
The students left the exam room, each with their own thoughts.
To Tang Xiaowan’s surprise, Ye Wanhua had sent her three messages just a few minutes before.