She was merely testing the waters.
This whole situation was clearly a deliberate trap.
The purpose, she didn't know yet.
The middle-aged man paused slightly upon hearing this, then chuckled, "It's always a pleasure speaking with someone intelligent."
Wen Yan frowned and pressed on, "So, what exactly do you want?"
The middle-aged man got straight to the point, "If Miss Wen can rescue my daughter, your mother's shop will naturally be able to reopen."
This statement sent ripples through her.
Wen Yan's eyes turned cold, "Your daughter is Wang Yan?"
Wang Yan was the only person she had dealt with recently.
Then, she recalled what her father had said last night, also urging her to save Wang Yan.
It seemed the Wang family was not giving up.
The middle-aged man confirmed, "That's right. Miss Wen, surely you don't want your mother's flower shop, which she's worked so hard to build, to close down because of you."
Hearing this, Wen Yan glanced at Li Qiuyun, who looked distressed, and asked, "Do you think I have no choice but to do as you say?"
"Miss Wen, I know you might have some connection with the eldest young master of the Leng family, which is why I'm speaking to you calmly. Otherwise, I wouldn't just threaten to close your mother's flower shop."
Wen Yan sneered, "Since you know I have a connection with the eldest young master of the Leng family, aren't you afraid he'll interfere?"
The middle-aged man's voice grew deeper, "Miss Wen, I've investigated you. I believe the eldest young master Leng wouldn't associate too closely with a disgraced young lady. Also, don't test my patience. I'll give you one day. If you still have this attitude tomorrow, don't blame me!"
The eldest young master Leng was a figure at the pinnacle of society. How could he possibly care about a mere disgraced young lady?
As the call ended, Wen Yan clutched her phone and took a deep breath.
The Wang family was truly despicable. But if they thought she would compromise, they were gravely mistaken.
Seeing Wen Yan put down the phone, Li Qiuyun anxiously asked, "Yan Yan, how is it? Is the problem solved?"
Wen Yan didn't want her mother to worry, so she lied, "Not yet, Mom, but I can handle it."
Li Qiuyun looked at her, seeing no trace of worry on her face, and felt relieved. "Yan Yan, if there's really no other way, Mom won't keep the flower shop open."
Running the flower shop was a way for her to express her emotions.
Wen Yan handed the phone to Li Qiuyun and hugged her shoulder, "Mom, I know. Why don't you come stay with me for the next few days?"
"I feel a bit lonely living by myself."
Li Qiuyun managed a smile and patted her arm, "Okay."
Just then, a top-of-the-line black sports car drove down the road, drawing envious glances from other drivers.
Zuo An casually glanced sideways and saw Wen Yan crouching under a tree opposite the flower shop. He looked up at the rearview mirror, "Mr. Leng, it seems Madam might be in trouble."
Upon hearing this, Leng Xunze, sitting in the back seat, saw Wen Yan's helpless appearance through the car window, and his heart clenched.
Thinking of how heartless this woman had been, he really didn't want to get involved. Yet, seeing her upset made him uncomfortable.
He truly didn't know what poison this woman had administered to him.
Leng Xunze calmly ordered, "Stop the car."
Zuo An complied and pulled over. Then, remembering something, he said, "Mr. Leng, you have an important meeting soon, regarding that styling project."
Leng Xunze opened the car door, "Postpone it until tonight."
Zuo An, about to protest further, was silenced by a glance from Leng Xunze as he got out of the car. Zuo An obediently shut his mouth.
Leng Xunze strode towards the flower shop.
Zuo An watched his president's apparent concern, a peculiar emotion flashing in his eyes.
Mr. Leng had fallen for Madam.
...
Wen Yan felt that the immediate priority was to find the source of the fake flowers.
Once she found that, she could follow the trail, and some matters would naturally resolve themselves.
Just as she was about to ask her mother, Leng Xunze's deep, slightly hoarse voice reached her ears, "What happened?"
Wen Yan turned abruptly at the sound, looking up at the man with his aloof demeanor, her eyebrows slightly raised, "What are you doing here?"
"Just passing by, thought I'd take a look," Leng Xunze said, his gaze fixed on her, his voice calm.
Li Qiuyun saw the handsome, tall man. Her eyes darted between Wen Yan and Leng Xunze. Seeing the expression on Wen Yan's face, she understood.
Li Qiuyun looked at Wen Yan, "Yan Yan, who is this?"
He was a fine young man, a good candidate for a son-in-law.
Wen Yan felt a bit awkward. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Mom, this is my friend."
Hearing the word "friend," Leng Xunze's expression darkened instantly. Friend, how could she say that?
He stared at Wen Yan, his eyes deep, "That's right, a friend."
"Auntie, I saw the shop was closed. Did something happen?"
Li Qiuyun sighed, "It's because of the fake flowers..."
Before she could finish, Wen Yan interrupted, "Mom, didn't I tell you? I'll handle this. Here's the key to the rental apartment. You rest well for a while."
Saying this, she took a key from her pocket and handed it to Li Qiuyun.
Li Qiuyun knew Yan Yan didn't want her to say more. She took the key and glanced at Leng Xunze, "Young man, feel free to visit us sometime."
Leng Xunze nodded, "Certainly, Auntie."
Wen Yan saw her mother's enthusiastic demeanor and rubbed her forehead. If her mother knew this man was her former son-in-law, would she still be so welcoming?
After Li Qiuyun left, Wen Yan looked at the man, "You should go back. I have some things to attend to."
Leng Xunze's brows furrowed, his tone displeased, "Am I your friend?"
Wen Yan's expression remained unchanged, "Aren't I?"
The man's face darkened, "Do I need to remind Miss Wen that you are still listed as my spouse?"
This woman, besides being fickle, was also a master of lies.
Wen Yan smiled, "Mr. Leng, you have a poor memory. We're already divorced."
She only had one day now and needed to resolve this matter quickly, otherwise, who knew what other tricks the despicable Wang family would play.
"The divorce agreement only has your signature. Have you ever seen mine?" This heartless woman, always maintaining a distant demeanor.
Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat at this, "You didn't sign?"
"No," the man nodded lightly.
"So now I'm still your husband, not a friend."
Wen Yan turned away, concealing the emotions in her eyes, "Who says you're my husband? Six months of separation automatically leads to divorce. Mr. Leng should understand that."
Saying this, she turned to leave.
Leng Xunze grabbed her hand, "Why did the flower shop close?"
Wen Yan didn't want to elaborate, "I told you, this is my business, it has nothing to do with Mr. Leng."
She couldn't get too entangled with him.
Leng Xunze's lips curled slightly upon hearing this, "If you don't tell me, I'll go find Mom. She'd probably be very willing to tell me."
As he spoke, the man released her hand.
Wen Yan glared at his handsome face, exasperated, "I'll tell you, just don't go find my mom."
She was about to explode with anger!