She wanted to share the good news with Leng Xunze.
After sending the message, she waited for half an hour, but there was still no reply.
A sense of disappointment washed over her, leaving her feeling empty. In this day and age, everyone had their phones with them. Who wouldn't see a message for such a long time? The only explanation was that he didn't want to reply.
Wen Yan fell asleep with a heavy heart.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
In an old neighborhood on the outskirts.
Several people were still searching.
The long night stretched across the sky. Their figures, armed with flashlights, appeared minuscule as they searched.
The man's tall, slender frame returned to the car. He gazed at the vast moonlit sky and lit a cigarette. Soon, smoke curled upwards, obscuring his handsome face.
It was as difficult to find as he had expected.
After smoking for a while, he picked up his phone with his long, slender fingers and saw a deposit of five hundred thousand.
The transfer note read: Fifty thousand of the twenty million has been repaid.
Was it from that foolish girl?
Tsk.
She was actually wealthy and kept her promises.
However, if she had this much money, couldn't she afford a second-hand car? Leng Xunze found it increasingly ironic. Indeed, there was no truth in a woman's words. He put away his phone and picked up another one, only to see another transfer.
There was also a message from the girl: [Husband, I've saved up almost enough! We can go buy a car now. When are you free? I might have a class reunion coming up, can you drive me there then~]
She was still as lively and cute as ever, as if their argument had never happened.
Leng Xunze wanted to sneer, but as he looked at the money, the corners of his lips curved upwards.
What a fool.
Why did she have to repay that twenty million? Couldn't she just live her own life first?
"Boss, the east sector search is complete. Nothing found," Zuo An reported.
Leng Xunze's gaze turned cold in an instant, and his voice was indifferent, "Tell them to rest first. There's always tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Let's head back to the company," he commanded.
The luxury car sped away, disappearing into the thick night.
Not long after, a person emerged from behind a nearby pillar.
...
The next morning.
Wen Yan, having received no reply, went to work as usual.
While designing for Sun Liyan, Wen Yan had called her several times for communication. Today, however, Sun Liyan didn't reply. After some hesitation, Wen Yan decided to wait, assuming she might be filming.
Near the end of the workday, Sun Liyan finally called back.
"I was busy today, so just design according to your ideas. I've looked at it, and I think it's good."
"Okay."
A male voice could be heard in the background. Sun Liyan responded, but Wen Yan frowned, finding the voice somewhat familiar.
Sun Liyan: "Oh, right, are you coming to our class reunion tomorrow?"
"I should."
"That's good. You must come. It's been so long, and many classmates miss you. I have to go now, bye." Sun Liyan hung up immediately.
Wen Yan dismissed it as polite talk and didn't think much of it.
The next day, the class reunion was scheduled for noon. Wen Yan took the morning off, got ready, and met Bai Quan first.
Together, they went to the hotel.
In the private room, quite a few people were already seated, their faces both familiar and strange.
Upon seeing Wen Yan, many of the male classmates' eyes lit up.
"Yo, the former class beauty is here," a man with a gold chain chuckled, patting the seat next to him. "Come, there's a free spot here."
Wen Yan remembered him; he was the one whose family had been relocated from the class. She hadn't expected him to become so sleazy as an adult. She led Bai Quan to a seat nearby. "There's a seat here, I'm fine sitting here."
Unexpectedly, the man shamelessly leaned closer.
"That's fine too, this is a good spot." The man stared at Wen Yan's face, surprised that she hadn't grown out of her looks but had become even more beautiful and captivating. "Our class beauty is getting more and more attractive!"
He thought Wen Yan's face was much more pleasing to look at than Sun Liyan's.
Beside him, Sun Liyan, seeing the man's eyes practically glued to Wen Yan's face, tightened her grip on her cup.
Before Wen Yan arrived, she had been the center of attention.
"Old Zhang, don't get any ideas about her. She's married," Sun Liyan said with a half-smile.
Zhang Wuwen looked shocked. "You're married?"
"Yes," Wen Yan replied.
"Oh my god, you're so beautiful, why did you get married so young? Where's your husband? Why isn't he here?"
"Yeah, Wen Yan, where's your husband? Let us see what kind of big shot the former class beauty married," another girl chimed in with a smile. The man beside her looked wealthy.
Someone as beautiful as Wen Yan inevitably drew envy from the other girls.
During their school days, she had outshone all the other girls in the class.
A pang struck Wen Yan's heart.
She thought of the message she had sent him, which had never been replied to.
Her heart felt heavy.
Her voice was faint, "My husband is busy today and couldn't come."
"He's not coming on such an important day? What could be more important than a class reunion? Yan Yan, that's not good of you. Men need to be disciplined. No matter how rich or powerful they are, if they don't prioritize you, what's the point?" the girl lectured.
"Lanlan, don't say that. Maybe his situation is that he can't carry bricks if he's holding you?" Sun Liyan said with a laugh.
"Huh? It can't be that bad, can it? Unless he's a construction worker."
Sun Liyan smiled meaningfully, looking at Wen Yan. Wen Yan felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze but admitted, "My husband is indeed a construction worker."
"Wow—" everyone was shocked.
Zhang Lanlan, after a moment of stunned silence, couldn't help but laugh. "No, Wen Yan, what were you thinking? Why did you marry a construction worker?"
She felt extremely smug inside.
Sun Liyan also put on a surprised expression. "That's right. Lanlan's husband is a high-level executive at a well-known company, earning hundreds of thousands a year. You were a good student and beautiful, so why did you marry a construction worker? How much can he earn in a month? At most, a little over ten thousand!"
In fact, she had investigated Wen Yan long ago.
After being lectured by Wen Ya at the KTV last time, she had taken her anger out on Wen Yan. She had initially just wanted to understand her opponent, but she had uncovered this earth-shattering secret: Wen Yan was married, and her husband was a migrant worker.
At a class reunion, a place where people were prone to changing their tune, Wen Yan was bound to be ridiculed.
"But he's a very good person. The most important thing between two people is happiness," Wen Yan said, not feeling inferior at all.
Bai Quan added, "Yes, a home is for two people, and happiness is the most important thing."
Sun Liyan looked at Bai Quan. "Bai Quan, is that appropriate for you to say? Your husband is the CEO of Rongshi Group, yet you watch Wen Yan marry a migrant worker. You're truly a good friend, aren't you? Shouldn't friends help each other? Don't you have any other outstanding young talents around you?"
Her words made everyone look at them with knowing glances. Bai Quan's expression turned a little unpleasant, and she wanted to explain, but Wen Yan spoke first. "She only found out about my marriage later. Besides, between friends, are there so many demands that one must help the other? I think it's good as long as she's happy."