Zhan Mohan's words completely froze Wei Yumeng on the spot, her heart pounding like a drum. Zhan Mohan shouldn't have known about her plan.
If she confessed now, she would implicate Xin Ran along with her. She didn't care about herself, but Xin Ran had gone to such lengths to help her, and she couldn't be so heartless.
Besides, if Zhan Mohan didn't actually know about this matter, and she revealed it, wouldn't that be foolish?
She countered him, "What are you referring to?"
Zhan Mohan sneered. He hadn't expected this woman to be not entirely stupid; she could even think of a counter-question and try to trap him.
"You know perfectly well; do I need to spell it out?"
Wei Yumeng shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I really don't."
Instantly, a cold aura emanated from his eyes and brows, his voice laced with a warning.
"Wei Yumeng, don't play dumb with me. I've already given you a chance, and you're the one who didn't cherish it."
At this point, Wei Yumeng had already sealed her own fate. Even if she wanted to turn back, it was impossible. She could only gamble, betting that Zhan Mohan didn't know about their plan.
Honestly, she couldn't figure out how he would know.
Xin Ran certainly wouldn't tell him, and she hadn't told anyone else about this either.
Zhan Mohan didn't press her further. Very well, to be together with that man, she'd stopped caring about everything.
He didn't dwell on the topic but gave Wei Yumeng an out.
"You'd better remember what you said. No one dares to lie to me, unless you can bear the consequences."
Wei Yumeng's brows twitched; she felt uneasy being questioned by Zhan Mohan like this.
Afterward, Zhan Mohan went to the study. Wei Yumeng stood by the bed, her entire body feeling drained, and collapsed onto the mattress.
The day after tomorrow, one more day from now, she would be able to leave this place.
If all went smoothly, she and her mother could live the life they desired, no longer having to humble themselves under someone else's roof or live according to others' dictates.
Zhan Mohan sat in his chair, his fingertips tapping rhythmically on the tabletop, an aura of killing intent radiating from him. Fang Xun stood before him, afraid to utter a word.
He indifferently raised his eyelids.
"Have you found out?"
"Yes, we have. Xin Ran is currently processing the procedures for leaving Pengcheng, as well as forging identification. A new ID card has already been made."
Zhan Mohan chuckled dismissively. "Very good. Have him finalize everything. When is their booking?"
"The day after tomorrow."
Fang Xun couldn't fathom what Mr. Zhan was planning, but knowing Mr. Zhan's temperament, he wouldn't let this matter slide.
"The day after tomorrow, make time for Wei Yumeng to meet with Fang Xun."
"Ah! What if they just leave?"
Zhan Mohan's gaze darkened as he stared at him.
"Do you think I would let the two of them just leave like that? Not only that, but I will make her cry and beg me to let her stay..."
Hearing Zhan Mohan's confident words, Fang Xun knew that Wei Yumeng and that man named Xin Ran were finished this time.
For the past two days, Wei Yumeng had been living peacefully. Zhan Mohan hadn't returned, seemingly preoccupied with company affairs. She had also taken a leave of absence. Zhan Mohan probably thought she had just miscarried and mercifully allowed her to rest at home for a few more days.
Since Wen Yulan had administered her punishment, things had quieted down considerably.
Sometimes, she even harbored a misconception: did Zhan Mohan truly dislike her less than before?
She recalled him helping her apply medicine last time and disciplining Gao Dazhuang at the Wei family's home. It seemed he hadn't done much to her.
It was just that she didn't want to stay in this place, a place filled with schemes, where some people appeared outwardly kind but could stab you in the back at any moment.
More importantly, as long as she was in the Zhan family, if she ever angered Zhan Mohan, he might use her mother to threaten her.
She went downstairs, intending to take a walk in the yard, and saw Fang Xun returning in a hurry. She called out to him.
"Fang Xun, I haven't seen Mr. Zhan these past few days. What's going on?"
Fang Xun raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Don't mention it. Someone at the company took a kickback, causing a significant shortfall in project funds. The project is due to be handed over to the partner soon, and Mr. Zhan is at the company trying to find a solution."
"Then when will he be back?"
"Probably in a couple more days, after things are settled. He's been staying in the company's lounge. Madam, I have to go back to the company with these documents."
"Oh, then you go ahead."
Wei Yumeng didn't ask further. Fang Xun took the files and indeed left quickly. She thought this was probably her chance from heaven. She was leaving tomorrow, and Zhan Mohan wouldn't be at the Zhan residence.
She could pretend to go out then, and no one would question her.
By the time he returned from his busy schedule, she would have already reached her destination. With Xin Ran handling the aftermath, there shouldn't be any major problems.
After getting into the car, Fang Xun didn't start it immediately. He spoke to the man resting with his eyes closed in the back.
"Mr. Zhan, Madam did inquire about your whereabouts, and I told her as you instructed."
"Hmm, tomorrow, we'll set a trap. Have you prepared what I asked you to?"
"Everything is ready. However, if we really do this, Madam's misunderstanding of you will deepen."
Fang Xun still wanted to confirm with Zhan Mohan.
But he remained resolute.
"Since she's gone to such lengths, how can I not reciprocate with such a grand gesture?"
Fang Xun no longer tried to persuade him, knowing that once Mr. Zhan made a decision, it was almost impossible to change.
The next day, Xin Ran called Wei Yumeng early in the morning.
"Leave now, and don't bring anything. That way, the servants at the Zhan residence won't notice. There's a black car waiting for you five hundred meters away."
Wei Yumeng eagerly asked, "What about my mother?"
"I'm already on my way to take your mother to the airport. Don't worry, even if Zhan Mohan finds out, he won't be able to trace Wei Yumeng's flight."
He had indeed spent considerable effort and resources to forge a new identity for her.
Hearing this, Wei Yumeng finally felt at ease.
"Then I'll leave now."
She went downstairs and found the Zhan residence unusually quiet today, so quiet that she felt uneasy. However, Xin Ran and her mother were already waiting for her at the airport; there was no room for regret.
She walked out of the Zhan residence gate and, after walking five hundred meters, indeed saw a black car parked by the side. She opened the door.
The driver immediately drove towards the airport, and along the way, he handed her her ID card and passport.
"Miss Wei, these are the new identities forged by Mr. Xin for you. Please keep them safe."
Wei Yumeng took them. "Thank you."
Upon arriving at the airport, Wei Yumeng spotted Xin Ran and her mother not far away. Gu Shuyi's eyes welled up when she saw Wei Yumeng, and the mother and daughter hugged tightly.
"Mom, I've made you suffer."
"Mom is fine. It's you who's suffered. If it weren't for your beast of a father, you wouldn't have had to marry Zhan Mohan."
But it didn't matter. Once they were gone, they would have no further ties with the Zhan family, and that secret would never be known to anyone.