Wei Xiaoyi knew Xiao Qishen. Her pale face immediately changed into a smile. “Mr. Xiao, I didn’t expect to meet you here. You are much more handsome than on TV.”
“Is that so? Thank you for the compliment Mrs. Ma.” Xiao Qishen said. His lips lifted into a wicked smile. “Mrs. Ma is also very young and beautiful.”
Ma Junhui was nearly fifty years old. This woman, who was under twenty-five years old, clearly married the man for the Ma family’s money.
From the corner of his eyes, he noticed Wei Xiao Weiyi writing something in her hand, something like a check. He looked away, turning to the expressionless Shan Yatong. “Yatong, let’s go in and have a chat.”
Shan Yatong turned his head and saw Lin Yuxin coming out of a private room. He turned back and refused with a smile. “No, I’m a little tired. I want to go back and have a rest first.”
Lin Yuxin saw Shan Yatong with a woman from a distance. Xiao Qishen was standing beside then, and it wasn’t clear what he said. She frowned slightly and went up to the three people. “Qishen, Yatong. Good evening.”
“Yuxin-jie.” Shan Yatong remembered the rumour about the relationship between these two. Were they both here on a date right now?
Shan Yatong was not a gossip. He smiled and said, “I have something else to deal with. I won’t disturb you.”
Wei Xiaoyi knew that Shan Yatong was making a movie. These two people were the male and female lead in that movie. It seems that they have a good relationship with Yatong. She smiled at Lin Yuxin. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
“Since this is the case, Qishen, let’s go first.” Lin Yuxin saw that Shan Yatong didn’t want to talk much at the moment. She looked at the smiling Xiao Qishen. “Be careful heading back, Yatong.”
“En, I know, Yuxin-jie.” Shan Yatong nodded to them and turned to the dedicated special passage behind him.
Upon seeing this, Wei Xiaoyi quickly followed, face full of unease.
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Out of the restaurant and in the underground parking lot, Shan Yatong looked at the woman behind him without any expression. He checked the time on his watch. “Ms. Wei, it is now 11 p.m. If there’s nothing else, you can go home. As an artist, I don’t want to create any rumors with a married woman.”
“Tong, I just want to apologize to you. In the past…” Wei Xiaoyi said, “From now on, you shouldn’t mention anything about the orphanage from the past to the media, okay?”
Shan Yatong looked at the woman in front of him with a smile. Her skin was pale, and she had a standard oval face. Her sharp chin had a kind of sickly beauty, but this woman had a heart that didn’t match her appearance.
Wasn’t the one million just because of self-concern, not guilt?
Such a woman was worthy of entering the aristocratic circle. She was ruthless enough, and was able to make decisions about dilemmas decisively. For women this could be regarded as a powerful role, although such women are not typically liked by men.
“Anything else?” Shan Yatong smiled at Wei Xiaoyi as if her words had no impact on him at all. “Once you’re done with your demands, I don’t want to meet again. If I’m not careful, I’ll be accidentally shot by the paparazzi. The consequences won’t be good for me.”
“Tong, you’ve changed. You’ve never spoken to me like this before.” Wei Xiaoyi looked at the strange young man in front of her, feeling lost.
“That’s because previously, you were Wei Xiaoyi, not Mrs. Ma, isn’t it?” Shan Yatong smoothed out his sleeves. “It’s late. I still have work tomorrow. Please quickly say whatever else you have left to say.”
“No-nothing else.” Wei Xiaoyi took a slight step back. She didn’t know why but she felt that the young man in front of her was unfamiliar and scary.
“So that’s it. Goodbye, Mrs. Ma.” Shan Yatong turned around to go. Suddenly, arms wrapped around his waist from behind. He frowned.
Luo Yanqian parked the car. He leaned back on the driver’s seat, tired, stretching his sore neck. Just then he caught sight of a man and a woman embracing. His eyebrows raised in surprise. Which artist was bold enough to romance someone in a place like this. Even if there weren’t no paparazzis here, there were artists coming in and out, right?
He looked at the two of them carefully. When he saw the man’s appearance, he stiffened. How could it be him?
Luo Yanqian suddenly felt a little flustered. He could not say why. Perhaps it was because he shouldn’t peep at other’s secrets, or that he and Shan Yatong had not seen each other for a long time. For some time, he stayed in the car. He didn’t want to be discovered by the two people.
He suddenly remembered what the teenager had said on television about the past. He had talked about that girl, his childhood sweetheart, but the one thing he didn’t mention was how things ended between them.
“Tong, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I know I broke your heart, but… but I genuinely do like you.” Wei Xiaoyi embraced Shan Yatong’s waist, sobbing. “I remember everything from our past. I’m just afraid of the dark days from before. I don’t want to experience poverty, and live a lowly life anymore. I’m afraid. I’m so afraid.”
Wei Xiaoyi knew that she liked a life of luxury. Nothing could compare to her superior life. However, this young man was the one she liked. At the time, she sincerely did like him.
Shan Yatong pulled the woman’s arm from around his waist. He took out a tissue and handed it to her. “I think I’ve expressed myself very clearly. I don’t blame you, so there is nothing for me to forgive. Since you’re afraid of poverty, don’t do anything that might make your husband suspicious. It’s irrational for you to meet me. So, from now on, we shouldn’t see each other ever again. It’ll be like we never knew each other.
Of course, there was nothing wrong with fearing poverty. He understood her thoughts. This wasn’t about whether or not he was disgusted. It was just kind of funny, looking at a woman’s face with fancy makeup. He had long known that there were many people who liked money in this world. This was not an unacceptable shortcoming. At least he could accept that. But he couldn’t speak on behalf of Shan Yatong. Perhaps this youth would’ve felt broken-hearted. However, he didn’t feel this way. Because he was Shan Yatong, but he was also Jing Anjue.
“Tong…” Wei Xiaoyi looked at the young man in front of her. Her worry disappeared, but there was a sense of loss. This young man had been the best memory in her dark past, and now, she was going to lose him.
Drying her tears, she stepped back. “Goodbye.”
Turning around, she elegantly walked to her car. She carefully refreshed her makeup. It didn’t matter how beautiful the memory used to be, it couldn’t compare with the future.
She didn’t regret it, so she didn’t look back at the teenager.
The red Ferrari car drove by. The woman named Wei Xiaoyi did not look back. Shan Yatong wasn’t interested enough to pay attention to the mood of a woman who had nothing to do with himself. He watched the car leave the parking lot disappearing into the dark. The smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Luo Yanqian looked at the boy standing under the light, whose smile was slowly disappearing. His figure appeared thin and lonely. He suddenly felt distressed. Was Shan Yatong very sad right now?
He suddenly wanted to approach the teenager and tell him not to be sad, because he looked so lonely.
That woman was someone he liked, and she left him just like that. How much pain was his heart in?
He couldn’t help but open the door, and approach the teenager. “Yatong…”
Shan Yatong looked up at the person walking towards him. His tea-coloured eyes were dry like an ancient well, calm without any traces of waves.
Luo Yanqian looked at such a pair of eyes, his heart skipped a beat. He stared in a daze, lost in those eyes.
What was that beat, that his heartbeat had just missed?
Edited by Kyou
Ehhh Lou Yanqian thoughts are really hahaha your heart can’t miss a beat okay?
Thanks for the chapter<3
Thanks for the chapter! 💕
thanks for the chapter <3
Thanks for the chapter! ^^)❤
Thanks for the chapter ❤❤
Congratulations, you are gay.
thanks for the chapter~
the love interests are popping one after another like wild Pokémon?
thank you for the chapter!
Gotta catch them all– Ah, no, no harem~
“Of course, there was nothing wrong with fearing poverty. He understood her thoughts.” – I appreciate how understanding Yatong is (though this isn’t his childhood sweetheart the point still stands). There’s the ‘standard’ of marrying someone who has decent money after all.