Chapter 425: Chapter 398: He is Despicable
"Starting next Monday, trading is suspended!"
Leng Group, usually composed Leng Yan, watched the flickering lines of numbers on the big screen, gritting his teeth as he spoke. To avoid causing panic, his expression remained calm, but the nerves of those around him were still difficult to relax.
On his desk were piles of termination contracts, and the executives found it hard to breathe just looking at them.
During the financial crisis, although Leng Group’s profits declined, they managed to get through it gracefully. But now...
The news of Leng Siyan’s stomach cancer had spread, and Leng Ye’s car accident couldn’t be kept under wraps either. The continuous stock market decline kept the group in an eerily tense atmosphere at all times.
There were even rumors that the Leng Family had attracted something unclean, or were cursed, with disaster striking at the same time. Everyone lived in trepidation daily, feeling uneasy even as they entered the company, and almost everyone pinned their hopes on the ever-respected Leng Yan. Employees were restless; some were prepared to jump ship at any moment, while others remained observant.
"Second Young Master, how long do we need to suspend?"
All major shareholders gathered in the company meeting room. A shareholder looked at the numbers on the screen, wiped a cold sweat, and asked uneasily.
"Currently undetermined."
Leng Yan spoke in a heavy tone, glancing once again at the big screen: "Prepare to issue an announcement, stating that there are major matters requiring all major shareholders to plan. To prevent stock price fluctuations and protect the interests of the vast number of investors, the company is applying for trading suspension. Resumption will wait until planning is complete."
How long the suspension could last, he did not know.
The company’s unrest started days before he returned to the country. Because Leng Siyan was hospitalized, Leng Ye ordered that no one was allowed to disturb him. Afterward, Leng Ye met with an accident, and he was far away in Britain. Although the company’s internal noticed something was amiss, it did not seem to attract enough attention for some reason.
He analyzed the recent situation; the substantial decline in Leng Group’s stock was due to someone secretly meddling. He urgently needed to find the real orchestrator and uncover the root cause. Otherwise, as it continued, it was uncertain if Leng Group could hold out for a year, six months, or even a few months.
After the meeting ended, a call came from the hospital, saying that the time for Leng Siyan’s surgery had been specifically set. Leng Yan rubbed his temples hard, his eyes aching, and dropped a few drops of eye drops. He drove to the hospital and hesitated for a moment when passing the hospital where Leng Ye was staying, before getting out of the car.
Leng Ye mentioned leaving in the next few days, though he didn’t specify when. Busy with the company’s sudden incidents, he didn’t have much time to attend to everything else.
"Two hours ago, Mr. Leng and Miss Wen have already left the hospital for the United States." The nurse’s words left Leng Yan stunned, his lips trembling slightly: "Did Nuannuan go together?"
"Yes." The nurse looked at Leng Yan strangely: "Is there something strange about accompanying her boyfriend for treatment?"
"Did she say Leng Ye was her boyfriend?"
Leng Yan’s hand suddenly clenched tightly into a fist, then gently relaxed again.
"Isn’t he?" The nurse slightly frowned, somewhat embarrassed: "I’m sorry, maybe I got it wrong. I saw Mr. Leng treating Miss Wen very well, risking himself to protect Miss Wen, so I thought they were in a relationship."
"I understand." Leng Yan nodded, yet his tightly furrowed brows were still hard to ease.
Regardless of whether it was Wen Nuan who said it, he didn’t want it to be this outcome.
Even though he acknowledged that Leng Ye genuinely liked Wen Nuan, such a pure girl like her was not suitable for being Leng Ye’s woman. She wasn’t suited to living with a man who wore a gentle mask every day. When that day came, when she realized the man she faced wasn’t as she imagined, she would regret it and be at a loss.
And he never wanted to see her in such pain.
His letting go was to make Wen Nuan happy, not to let her fall into another unknown pain.
Furrowing his brows tightly, his well-defined fingers dialed the most familiar number in his heart, biting his lip, and it was the first time in a month and a half he made the call.
The reply to him was that the phone you dialed is turned off...
On the private plane, Leng Ye lay on a specially designed seat, his feet lightly elevated, looking at the woman next to him.
To care for him conveniently, her long hair was loosely pinned up, exuding a lazy and faint melancholy. At the moment, her eyes were fixed outside the window.
She had maintained this posture for a long time.
He didn’t know what she was thinking, but he knew there was definitely another man’s shadow in her mind at the moment, because with his good eyesight, he clearly saw her eyes covered with a thin layer of mist.
"Nuannuan."
Feeling a pang in his heart, he called softly.
"Ah?" Wen Nuan snapped back to reality, looking at Leng Ye, and asked hurriedly: "Are you thirsty?"
"No." Leng Ye shook his head, smiling gently and handsomely: "What are you thinking about?"
Wen Nuan paused slightly, smiling awkwardly: "Haha, nothing. It’s just the first time on a private plane, feels a bit different."
She was thinking about what she would look like when she returned. Although T City is big, there would still be times when they would meet. When they meet again, with her big belly, could she casually utter a phrase like: "What a small world this is"?
She couldn’t quite imagine the look in his eyes when he saw her with a big belly, and what she would say to cover it up.
"Nuannuan, do you regret it?" Leng Ye sighed softly, supporting himself to sit up. Wen Nuan helped him to sit more comfortably. Just as she was about to move back, her fingers were tightly held, unable to pull away. He asked her, his voice very low, the smile in his eyes had faded, solemn and heavy. The handsome face emitted a sense of desolation.
Wen Nuan shook her head: "No."
Seeing him frown, she deliberately laughed lightly: "I’ll just consider it a vacation for myself. Anyway, with a senior nurse taking care of you, I won’t be tired. Moreover, your clothing brand has just been established, doesn’t it still need you to continue working? Haha, I can take the opportunity to learn secretly while you work."
"Nuannuan, you know, I really like seeing you smile." Leng Ye smiled gently, gripping her hand tightly: "In the past, when I occasionally saw you smile at Leng Yan, I would go crazy with jealousy. I would wonder when you would smile at me like that."
"Joe..."
Wen Nuan was flustered: "I’m just here to take care of you, nothing can happen between us, you know that."
"Besides the child, is it also because of my leg?" Leng Ye asked, already knowing Wen Nuan wasn’t like that. He lowered his eyes, looking at his leg, his voice hoarse with sadness, "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t indulge in delusions. In my current state, how could I possibly be worthy of you?"
He admitted that he repeatedly mentioned his leg to make her feel guilty, something he despised about himself. But other than that, he couldn’t think of any way to keep her.