Leng Xunze raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing her embarrassed look, his days of frustration were relieved. "Alright, you say."
Wen Yan shot him a look, took a deep breath, and explained how the Wang family had threatened her with Li Qiuyun's shop to force her to save Wang Yan.
Upon hearing that the Wang family was behind everything, Leng Xunze's gaze turned cold. "So it's the Wang family."
Wen Yan hummed, sensing the chilling aura surrounding him. "Don't get involved."
She feared that if Leng Xunze intervened or said something he shouldn't, her troubles would multiply.
If nothing else, the Leng family would not stand idly by.
Leng Xunze countered, "Reason?"
"I don't want to invite more trouble," Wen Yan explained.
As she spoke, she took out her phone and dialed a number. "Mom, I want to ask, when did the customer who bought the fake flowers purchase them?"
Li Qiuyun thought for a moment. "This morning."
Wen Yan continued, "Do you have the contact information for the person who delivered the flowers before that?"
Since the Wang family bought the fake flowers this morning, the tampering must have happened this morning.
Li Qiuyun replied, "Yes, I'll send it to you now."
Wen Yan hummed and hung up.
She saw the number Li Qiuyun had sent and dialed it. "Hello, are you Song Zhi?"
It was a bit noisy on the other end at first, then a young man's voice came through. "I am, who is this?"
Wen Yan smiled. "I believe you know Li Qiuyun, right? I'm her daughter."
Upon hearing Li Qiuyun's name, the man quickly replied, "Don't know!"
Then the call was hung up.
Wen Yan immediately felt something was wrong. When she tried to call again, the phone was already off.
It was off.
Seeing Wen Yan's worried expression, Leng Xunze called Zuo An and instructed, "Find Song Zhi's location."
"Okay," Zuo An replied quickly.
A few minutes later, Leng Xunze received the location sent by Zuo An.
Wen Yan looked at him. "You found Song Zhi's location?"
Leng Xunze grunted. "Let's go."
Wen Yan was bewildered. "Go? Where?"
"Don't you want to find Song Zhi anymore?" he asked, his voice very calm.
Wen Yan was about to abandon him. "First, thank you very much for your help, Mr. Leng. Just send me Song Zhi's location. Mr. Leng is very busy, I won't trouble you further, I'll go myself."
Leng Xunze's handsome face darkened. "We're not divorced yet. I don't want people to say I'm heartless to my wife."
With that, he called Zuo An again. "I'll send you a location, come pick me up."
As expected, she was a heartless woman.
Wen Yan pouted, intending to retort, but suddenly felt that Leng Xunze's words were irrefutable.
Half an hour later.
Zuo An parked the car by the roadside and got out to look at them, saying respectfully, "Mr. Leng, Miss Wen."
"Get in," Leng Xunze said to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan pursed her lips and thanked him, getting into the car. Leng Xunze got in and closed the door.
Zuo An asked, "Mr. Leng, where are we going?"
Leng Xunze instructed, "To Mo Zhu Zhuang."
"Yes."
Zuo An acknowledged and drove off.
Wen Yan felt the atmosphere in the back seat was a bit awkward. She turned her head to the side, and suddenly her phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Wen Yan answered, "Quan Quan, what's wrong?"
Bai Quan replied with a smile, "Yan Yan, I didn't see you at the hospital today, so I called to check on you."
Wen Yan glanced at the man beside her. "Quan Quan, my mom's flower shop is having some problems. I'll come over after I've dealt with it."
Bai Quan asked with concern, "What's wrong with Auntie's shop?"
"It's hard to explain in a few words. I'll tell you when I'm done and come back," Wen Yan replied briefly.
Bai Quan hummed. "Okay."
Leng Xunze saw Wen Yan smiling while on the phone and felt a pang of discomfort.
Ever since Wen Yan signed the papers, he hadn't seen her smile so happily in a long time.
After the car had been driving for two hours, the road began to become bumpy.
Wen Yan felt a bit shaken, but it was bearable.
She looked out the window. Lush green trees lined both sides of the road, and in front were rows of red brick houses.
As they got closer, she could clearly hear the sound of firecrackers from a nearby house. People were in groups of three and five, all heading towards the back street.
At the same time, a line of red cars, adorned with red flowers on their roofs, drove into the back street from the other side of the road.
Seeing this, Wen Yan's eyes widened. Someone was getting married.
Zuo An saw the crowd ahead and couldn't drive through. "Mr. Leng, it looks like there's a wedding up ahead, and the car can't get through."
Leng Xunze frowned. "Park the car on the side, and you wait in the car."
Zuo An acknowledged and parked the car to the side.
Wen Yan got out of the car and walked up to an elderly woman. "Auntie, I'd like to ask, where is Song Zhi's house? We're his friends."
The old woman turned and sized them up, then her gaze fell on Wen Yan. Seeing that Wen Yan was beautiful, she smiled and said, "The house where the wedding is being held is his. Come with me."
Wen Yan smiled and thanked her. "Thank you, Auntie."
Seeing how polite Wen Yan was, the old woman smiled even more broadly and proactively asked about Wen Yan's marital status. "Little girl, do you have a boyfriend?"
Wen Yan found it difficult to answer.
The old woman, as if they were old acquaintances, continued as she walked, "I don't mean anything by it, dear. I just wanted to ask if you don't have a boyfriend. I have a grandson who is excellent, about your age, and works in a big city. Would you consider it?"
This little girl was pretty and spoke in a way that people liked.
Wen Yan's face turned slightly red. Just as she was about to refuse, Leng Xunze spoke from the side, "She's my wife."
Hearing this, Wen Yan glanced at him, her face turning even redder.
The old woman felt a bit regretful. "Oh, little girl, so you're already married."
Wen Yan smiled. "Yes."
The old woman smiled slightly. "That's right, a beautiful girl like you, how could she not have a boyfriend!"
As they spoke, Wen Yan and the others had already arrived at Song Zhi's house.
The courtyard was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and the villagers were laughing, with varying degrees of jealousy or envy on their faces.
The old woman's tone was a little less enthusiastic than before. "Little girl, this is Song Zhi's house. I have something to do, so I'll go in first."
"Mm."
Wen Yan thanked her. Leng Xunze felt a sense of disgust towards this dusty place.
Seeing the disgust almost overflowing in his eyes, she said, "Why don't I go in and find Song Zhi myself? You can wait for me at the village entrance."
Leng Xunze glanced at her. "It's fine. What do you plan to do?"
He really didn't understand. If Wen Yan had asked for his help, he could have resolved this matter quickly.
Wen Yan considered for a moment. "It's a wedding scene now, so let's observe the situation. After the wedding, I'll go find Song Zhi."
Leng Xunze grunted and stood beside her. The man's clean suit was soon covered in a layer of dust.
"Who are those two people?"