The innocent and sweet girl turned red at first glance, shattering her abstinent and domineering per

Wen Song had just stepped out of the Maybach when Wen Miaomiao, with a blade of grass dangling from her mouth, swayed over to greet him.

She winked at her teasingly, "Oh, it really was Lu Zhiheng who brought you back. I thought I had mistaken you for someone else."

Wen Song immediately clarified to prevent her from letting her thoughts wander, "It was just on the way; he happened to pass by here on his way back to his house in the city."

"Whether it's on my way or intentionally," Wen Miaomiao said with amusement. "In any case, it's another opportunity to spend time together, right?"

She followed slowly behind Wen Song, "Tell me, what did you talk about on the way?"

Wen Song was in low spirits. "We didn't talk about much."

Then he asked, "What are you doing downstairs at the apartment building?"

Wen Miaomiao pouted, "If you don't take me to the Lu residence, I won't be able to go too far without my ID card. I'll just have to come downstairs and wander around."

Despite his seemingly indifferent tone, Wen Song found it strangely aggrieved.

Wen Song stopped and waited for her to approach before speaking softly, "How about I take you out to play during the holidays in a few days?"

Her voice was soft, and her clear, gentle deer-like eyes were brimming with moisture.

Wen Miaomiao leaned closer and noticed that Wen Song's eyelids were a little red and swollen upon closer inspection. Her tone immediately tightened, "Have you been crying? Who bullied you?"

Wen Song had completely forgotten about this. When Zhou Shijing pulled her aside and said he disliked her, she did cry for a little while.

Not wanting Wen Miaomiao to see her pathetic side, she instinctively looked up and said, "I didn't cry, I just had a bit of an allergic reaction."

Afraid that Wen Miaomiao wouldn't believe her, she rolled up her sleeves again to show her the red rash on her arm, "I accidentally drank some alcohol and just got an injection before I came back."

Wen Song's skin was exceptionally fair, so the patches of red rashes covering it looked particularly striking.

After Wen Miaomiao looked at it, her expression wasn't much better. "You're such a grown-up, and you can't even tell if there's alcohol in the glass. No wonder you're allergic."

Wen Song silently lowered his sleeves and said nothing more.

Wen Miaomiao snorted, "You spoiled brat, you get upset just from being told a few things."

Wen Song:......

"I am in a bad mood, but not because of this."

Wen Miaomiao hummed in response. "What's the reason? Did seeing Zhou Shijing tonight trigger painful memories again?"

She spoke with a tone of exasperation, "I told you not to go! With your meager abilities, the moment you see Zhou Shijing, you'll definitely..."

"Vast".

Before Wen Miaomiao could finish speaking, Wen Song interrupted her, her voice low, "I've canceled my engagement with Zhou Shijing."

"You and Zhou Shijing..."

Wen Miaomiao was halfway through repeating what she had just said when her weary eyes suddenly lit up. "What did you say? You said you and Zhou Shijing canceled your engagement?"

Sure enough, if there was anyone in the world besides Zhou Shijing who desperately wanted her engagement canceled, it would only be Wen Miaomiao.

Wen Song's shoulders slumped even more. "Yeah, it's canceled."

"Wow, this is absolutely fantastic news!"

Wen Miaomiao completely ignored Wen Song's dejected mood, her smile barely concealed. "Come on, tell me in detail what exactly happened tonight?"

Wen Song didn't want to talk, and walked into the elevator with her head down. "Could you at least consider the feelings of someone who just broke up with their boyfriend?"

"Getting rid of a jerk isn't considered heartbreak, it's called starting a new life!"

Wen Miaomiao didn't want to hide her dislike for Zhou Shijing at all. "Miss Wen, I can assure you, as long as you leave Zhou Shijing, every day of your future will be bright and beautiful. This isn't something for you to be sad about; we should be celebrating!"

Wen Song:......

Wen Song thought Wen Miaomiao was just saying it casually, so she went back to her room to take a shower. When she came out, she saw that the coffee table was already full of barbecue skewers and various popular snacks.

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Wen Miaomiao happily brought over two bottles of soda, forcefully shoved one into Wen Song's hand, and then touched it with her.

With a "ding," Wen Miaomiao revealed a rare smile befitting her youthful spirit. "Congratulations, Miss Wen, you're one step closer to a new life!"

A new beginning?

As Wen Song watched Wen Miaomiao talk and laugh, her mind gradually went blank.

She doesn't feel that leaving Zhou Shijing means being reborn; at least so far, all she feels is sadness and confusion.

It's like two people going on a trip together. Before they even reach their destination, one of them suddenly leaves halfway through, leaving the other person completely lost and without any motivation to continue.

Lu Zhiheng had just returned to Yunjin Pavilion when Lu Yun arrived shortly after.

He went straight to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of ice water, and gulped it down in several mouthfuls before letting out a long breath. "That brat, he really made me angry today!"

Lu Zhiheng had changed out of his suit and was now wearing a dark gray turtleneck cashmere cardigan. He was sitting on the sofa with a laptop on his lap, intently reviewing the data inside.

Hearing Lu Yun's complaint, he didn't even lift his eyelids. "He's already twenty-four this year. You don't really need to worry about him all the time."

"What can I do if I don't care? Should I just let him ruin my own wedding?"

Lu Yun, rubbing her forehead, sat down on the sofa opposite Lu Zhiheng. "Forget about him for now. You just took Songsong home; how was her mood?"

Lu Zhiheng hesitated for a moment, but before he could speak, Lu Yun continued, "This child is usually quite gentle, but tonight, I don't know if he was provoked by Shi Jing, because he's starting to say some nonsense like him."

Lu Zhiheng stopped typing and said slowly, "I don't think she's talking nonsense. On the contrary, I think she's very clear-headed, at least much more rational than Shi Jing."

Lu Yun looked at Lu Zhiheng suspiciously, "Did Songsong say something to you on the way?"

Lu Zhiheng shook his head. "She didn't say anything."

Since Wen Song, the person involved, has chosen to remain silent about Zhou Shijing's feigned amnesia, there is naturally no need for him to rashly expose this.

"Since she didn't say anything, how do you know that her words were well thought out?"

Lu Yun had a terrible headache. "Zhou Shijing's lapse in judgment is worrying enough, and now Songsong is getting involved too. I have to talk to her tomorrow."

"They talked, and then what?"

Lu Zhiheng's eyes behind his glasses revealed a hint of disapproval. "Even if we take a step back and she's soft-hearted and you persuade her to temporarily put aside the idea of ​​breaking off the engagement, what about Jing then? Are you confident you can persuade him as well?"

His tone was calm, but his words went straight to the point: "Or do you want to see Wen Song continue to endure Shi Jing's inexplicable dislike and neglect, just like before?"

Lu Yun remained silent for a long while, then looked at Lu Zhiheng dejectedly, "Zhiheng, what do you think I should do now?"

Lu Zhiheng spoke slowly with a calm expression, "I believe you've noticed it over this period of time: Shi Jing's personality is not as open-minded and easygoing as he appeared in previous years. On the contrary, he hides extreme obsession and rebelliousness. Under these circumstances, the more you push him, the more he resists."

Lu Yun noticed that Zhou Shijing's personality had completely changed since the car accident. He was extreme in his speech and actions and did not care about the occasion. Tonight, he ignored her objections and acted recklessly in front of many elders at the birthday banquet.

Lu Zhiheng paused for a moment, then said, "What I mean is, why not just go along with his wishes for now, and wait until he stops obsessing over it? Maybe things will take a turn for the better."