Yang Yan noticed the impatience in Ye Zong's eyes and immediately said, "Enough! Miss Fan, our company does not want someone with such a dark mind. You can report to the HR department now."
Fan Ziyan's mind went blank.
She was going to be fired because of this?
"No, it's not like that, I wasn't trying to frame her!" Fan Ziyan cried, running towards Ye Zong. As she ran, the bracelet in her pocket suddenly fell out.
With a "clang," all attention shifted.
Someone shouted, "Isn't that Fan Ziyan's bracelet?"
"Oh my god, she's been wearing it all along?"
"It seems she really deliberately framed Wen Yan. How terrifying, how could I not have realized Fan Ziyan was so malicious before!"
Everyone's gaze was filled with disdain. Fan Ziyan felt the world was about to collapse. She knew that no matter how much she said, it would be useless...
Over the years at Xinghua Design Company, her status had risen steadily, and her benefits were good.
But this time, she had ruined her own future with her own hands!
Fan Ziyan regretted it deeply, tears flowing uncontrollably. In the end, she could only pack her belongings and leave.
She looked at the people in the office, hoping someone would speak up for her, but everyone was busy with their own work and didn't want to look at her.
She gritted her teeth.
As she passed Wen Yan, Fan Ziyan suddenly whispered, "Wen Yan, one day, you will regret everything you've done today."
After Fan Ziyan left, the farce came to an end.
The Heart of Eternity was given to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan could feel the envious gazes around her.
But she felt the item was like a hot potato and couldn't help but walk out, catching up with Ye Zong.
"Ye Zong, wait a moment."
Wen Yan panted and handed the Heart of Eternity to him.
The man's deep, dark phoenix eyes stared at her coldly. Wen Yan braced herself and said softly, "I'm sorry, I actually lied just now. I don't have the Heart of Eternity at all."
"Since it was given to you, take it," he said indifferently, his voice casual.
Wen Yan refused to accept it, "No, such a valuable item. The person who lost it must be very anxious. I can't take it!"
Looking at the girl's righteous demeanor, a hint of amusement flashed in Ye Zong's eyes.
"This is mine, but now, I'm giving it to you," his deep voice was like a whisper in her ear.
Wen Yan jumped, meeting his gaze.
What kind of dark, deep eyes were those, bottomless like the vast ocean, yet with a hint of familiarity!
Leng Xunze's face flashed in her mind...
Wen Yan felt she must be crazy. How could Ye Zong be Leng Xunze?
She shoved the Heart of Eternity into Ye Zong's hand and turned back, sitting at her seat, her heart still pounding.
"Wen Yan."
A colleague next to her suddenly leaned over.
Wen Yan looked at her. The woman smiled, "I've always thought you were very nice. Fan Ziyan, that person, is usually very arrogant. She just couldn't stand that you were better than her and also prettier, which is why she always targeted you."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. But do ladies from wealthy families like you all like to come and experience life?" she asked curiously.
Wen Yan: "I'm not a lady from a wealthy family."
The other party clearly didn't believe her.
Wen Yan didn't know how to explain, so she let it be.
But everyone's attitude had clearly changed, becoming much more enthusiastic. Wen Yan also knew that this was a utilitarian society.
At the end of the day's work, Wen Yan left on time.
She returned home, made braised pork, and brought it to the construction site. She didn't expect to see a group of people surrounding Leng Xunze at first glance, the atmosphere was tense, and some people were even attacking Leng Xunze.
Wen Yan's eyes widened. It was true that where there were many people, there were many troubles!
But she didn't expect there would be so many issues among men!
She rushed forward almost without hesitation, blocking Leng Xunze.
"What are you doing? You're all colleagues. Can't you resolve things by talking properly?" Wen Yan was a little anxious.
The group was stunned and looked at Leng Xunze.
Wen Yan misunderstood that they were threatening Leng Xunze.
She clenched her fists, "He is my husband. If you want to bully him, I will fight you to the end! I will absolutely not allow anyone to bully him!"
The crowd: "???"
Leng Xunze's lips curved into a rare smile.
"Did you all hear what my wife said?" he asked, his voice magnetic and slightly cold, with a gritty texture.
The crowd again: "???"
Are you kidding me? They dared to hit Leng Xunze? And they couldn't win anyway!
"Sister-in-law, you've misunderstood. We were just discussing something with him."
Wen Yan looked like "Do you think I'm easily fooled?": "What do you workers need to discuss? If you have something, go to the director!"
The crowd was speechless.
Our director is right behind you!
Wen Yan continued, "I know there might be arguments when there are many people, but you all have to work here for a long time. You are the closest people to each other. Speak properly. Can fighting solve problems?"
"...Sister-in-law is right," someone shouted, and the others joined in, dispersing.
Leng Xunze raised an eyebrow at Wen Yan, not realizing this little girl knew how to use both hard and soft tactics.
"Are you alright?" Wen Yan turned to look at him with concern.
"I'm fine," Leng Xunze's voice was deep and magnetic. "Fortunately, you came in time."
Wen Yan also breathed a sigh of relief and went to eat with him.
"Does this happen often?" Wen Yan's gaze was filled with heartache.
Leng Xunze wanted to deny it, but what came to his lips was, "Yes."
"Then why don't you consider changing your profession? I've found a job now, and we can afford the household expenses."
Looking at the concern in the girl's eyes, Leng Xunze suddenly felt a little wicked.
"No need, this kind of thing is actually rare."
Wen Yan increasingly felt that Leng Xunze was putting on a brave front.
She served him braised pork.
"Let's eat. I stewed this at home for two hours. It should taste good."
"Mmm."
The tender braised pork melted in his mouth, fragrant and delicious. Leng Xunze ate more than half of it in one go. After finishing, he realized Wen Yan hadn't eaten much, and felt a pang of guilt.
He, who had lived a life of luxury for over twenty years, had never needed to let others eat first.
"Eat more if you like it," Wen Yan smiled and gave him the rest. "I need to maintain my figure and can't eat too much fatty meat."
Leng Xunze believed her; many women were like that.
The atmosphere was warm and peaceful.
The phone suddenly rang, and Wen Yan answered it.
"Wen Yan, your brother is in trouble!"
...
When she arrived at the hospital, Wen Yan saw her mother crying in the hallway, pleading with the medical staff.
"Please, we'll find a way to pay."
"This is an order from above, and we haven't found a suitable heart source. Instead of letting him suffer here, it's better to send him home to be cared for," the nurse said, her tone cold.
"Please, I'll kneel down for you, I'll kowtow!" Mrs. Wen was about to kneel.
Wen Yan quickly helped Mrs. Wen up and looked at the nurse, "We paid the hospitalization fee, and now you're kicking us out. You're violating the rules!"
"The money has been refunded to you. This hospital will not admit this patient anymore. It was already our utmost effort to keep him alive for so many years! Now there are other patients urgently needing beds, so don't occupy the life-saving ward!" The female nurse's condescending attitude was cold and cruel.