After a moment, the phone on the table rang.
Wen Yan snapped back to reality. She turned and walked to the table, her brow furrowing as she saw the caller ID – it was Feng Yan again.
Controlling her emotions, she answered, "Young Master Feng."
Feng Yan's voice came through, laced with a smile, "I have time now. You can come and repay the favor."
"Okay, where?" She was actually in a bad mood, but Feng Yan was unpredictable. If she refused now, she wouldn't know when she'd be able to clear her debt with him.
After a moment of thought, Wen Yan agreed.
A slight smile curved Feng Yan's lips. "At the Western restaurant next to your studio. Come over."
She hummed in response, hung up the phone, and headed out.
As Wen Yan stepped out of her office, Zhuo Feng approached her. "Ms. Wen, there's a design exhibition opening in a few days."
"The organizer called earlier to invite us."
Wen Yan paused. "Alright. We'll discuss the specifics when I get back. I have something to attend to right now."
Zhuo Feng nodded.
Exiting the lobby, Wen Yan hailed a taxi to the Western restaurant.
She was starting to feel that not owning a car for transportation was too inconvenient, making it a hassle to go anywhere.
Western Restaurant.
The moment Wen Yan entered, she turned and saw Feng Yan sitting there in a white suit. She walked over. "Young Master Feng, what would you like to eat?"
Feng Yan looked up, his gaze lingering on her fair complexion and the smile on her face, which made him momentarily lose his composure.
He smiled, masking his emotions. "Sit first."
Wen Yan took a breath and sat opposite him. Before she could speak, Feng Yan looked at her. "Don't you want to know why I'm at your studio's doorstep?"
She blinked. "If Young Master Feng wants to say, you can. But let's order first."
With that, she reached for the waiter.
She wanted to repay the favor quickly and be done with him.
Feng Yan, sensing her desire to avoid further interaction, his expression shifted slightly. Was Leng Xunze really that good?
That she didn't even want to interact with other men.
Although he knew she was married, for some reason, her image was deeply etched in his mind.
He looked at her. "Because I checked and found your studio was here. I thought it would be best for you to repay the favor sooner. Am I being considerate of you?"
He knew, deep down, that this favor wasn't hers to repay.
But now, he just wanted to sever ties with her.
Wen Yan looked at him. "Young Master Feng, then I thank you. Can we order now?"
Couldn't they just have a quiet meal and never see each other again?
She didn't want any entanglement with the smiling assassin that was Feng Yan.
Feng Yan nodded. "Alright."
Wen Yan asked him what he wanted to eat, but he insisted she order. She picked a few dishes, but Feng Yan was unsatisfied with all of them.
She was so angry she wanted to storm out.
"Young Master Feng, perhaps we should switch restaurants. I suspect even if we called the head chef, they couldn't make what you want. I've already ordered everything on the menu."
Seeing her on the verge of exploding, Feng Yan's lips curved. He stopped teasing her. "Aren't there still a few items left?"
Wen Yan was truly reaching her limit with this scoundrel Feng Yan. She tentatively asked, "Are you sure you'll eat them?"
Feng Yan smiled. "How will you know if I'll eat them if you don't order?"
Wen Yan took another deep breath and told the waiter the names of the remaining dishes. She observed his expression.
To her surprise, Feng Yan didn't cause any more trouble.
While waiting for the food, Wen Yan's phone buzzed. She picked it up and saw a message from Leng Xunze: I have something tonight, might be back late.
Wen Yan's eyes twinkled with a smile. She typed back: Okay, I'll save you some food. Is it company business?
He replied quickly: No, I need to go back to the old house.
Seeing he was going to the old house, she asked: Don't you need me to go with you?
He replied: No, I'm not eating. Just going to visit. Bai Rui said she has something to tell me.
Wen Yan replied: Okay, call me if anything comes up.
He sent a short message: Mm, are you eating now?
Wen Yan actually wanted to say she was eating with Feng Yan to repay a favor, but she was afraid Leng Xunze might misunderstand.
After some thought, she decided to tell him: Feng Yan asked me to repay a favor, so we're eating.
Don't misunderstand.
He waited for two or three seconds before replying: I believe you.
Even though he knew about this, the thought of her eating with another man still made him uncomfortable.
Wen Yan's heart warmed upon seeing his reply.
Feng Yan noticed Wen Yan staring at her screen and smiling incessantly. Without needing to guess, he knew she was chatting with Leng Xunze.
He tightened his grip on his chopsticks, stood up, and said with a smile, "You eat first, I'm going to the restroom."
"Okay."
After Feng Yan left, Wen Yan didn't touch her chopsticks.
This scene was perfectly captured by Song Na, who was arriving for her meal.
Seeing Feng Yan leave, a smug smile spread across her face. She had been worried about how to deal with Wen Yan, and unexpectedly, she had found an opportunity so quickly.
She wondered what Leng Xunze's expression would be when he saw this photo.
With that thought, she didn't go further inside. She turned and left the restaurant, driving towards Leng's Corporation.
In the CEO's office.
Leng Xunze was dealing with tedious files when a knock came from the door.
He looked up. "Come in!"
The next moment, Song Na pushed the door open. Leng Xunze saw her and asked coldly, "Is there something?"
"Xunze, I came to show you something." Song Na walked to the long table.
Leng Xunze observed her expression and asked, "What is it?"
He knew Song Na wouldn't come without a purpose.
Song Na's heart leaped with joy. She found the photo she had taken on her phone and pushed it towards him. "Xunze, look."
Leng Xunze leaned in and saw the photo on the screen, which depicted Wen Yan and Feng Yan eating together. His face remained impassive. "What do you want to say?"
Seeing Leng Xunze's expression darken slightly, Song Na said understandingly, "Xunze, I don't mean anything else. I just feel that since Wen Yan is already married to you, she shouldn't be dining with other men."
She didn't care about family feuds and didn't want to get involved.
Her eyes were only on this man. Even though he had cruelly injured her brother, she still couldn't bring herself to hate him.
"What can one photo prove? Miss Song, it's best to stop these petty tricks." Leng Xunze frowned and warned.
If Wen Yan hadn't explained it to him, he would have been furious upon seeing the photo.
"Furthermore, Leng's Corporation is not Song's Corporation. If there's no important matter, don't disturb me."
Song Na's face changed drastically upon hearing this. Why wasn't it going as she had imagined?
Had Wen Yan's position in Leng Xunze's heart become so significant?
She knew that as the daughter of the Leng family, her actions were indeed classless, but this man was hers, and she wouldn't allow anyone to snatch him away.
Song Na spoke softly, "Xunze, I'm doing this for your own good. I don't want you to be deceived by that woman."
"Your brother will stop at nothing to compete with you for Leng's Corporation."
Leng Xunze remained silent. He pressed the intercom. "Come in, there's something."