CHAPTER 266: CHAPTER 266: SEEMS LIKE I’VE SEEN IT SOMEWHERE

At two in the afternoon, Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao laughed and joked as they exited Tang Mei’s hospital room.

With Wang Jinhui’s careful companionship, they indeed relaxed quite a bit, not needing to stay up late and only needing to manage meal deliveries.

Their relationship heated up as they rushed around, growing closer and closer.

"Wow, no need to deliver meals tonight!"

Tang Xiaowan asked in surprise, "Huahua, why are you so happy? Is it because... you’ve been too tired lately?"

"Don’t get me wrong, I just think my parents are quite considerate. They’re afraid we might get too tired, so they specifically shared the task of meal delivery. That way, we have more time to be alone, right?"

"Oh, that’s quite thoughtful!"

"And look, knowing you’re shy and embarrassed to meet, they always visit at different times from us. How nice!" Leng Lingxiao looked at Tang Xiaowan with pride and said gently.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Tang Xiaowan’s face turned red, like a cooked shrimp, her head slightly bowed, biting her lower lip.

After pausing for several seconds, she slowly spoke, "Oh, so it was intentionally arranged like that, that’s good!"

"What did you think, how could it be so coincidental, silly girl, haha!"

Leng Lingxiao laughed heartily.

"Cut it out, you’re the silly one. I actually thought of that already, I just didn’t dare to say it."

"Oh, so that’s it, haha."

As they joked, they reached the parking lot, but not far from them, a middle-aged man around 30 years old caught Tang Xiaowan’s attention.

She stared intently, making Leng Lingxiao suddenly jealous.

"Tangtang, what are you looking at?"

"Hold on, I’ll go check it out."

"Hey, what’s up?"

Leng Lingxiao followed Tang Xiaowan’s gaze and saw a middle-aged man in a black shirt and jeans, wiping a pair of sunglasses. Wearing a black mask and with a sturdy build, he seemed indifferent to everything around him, yet as if he was waiting for someone.

Tang Xiaowan felt the man’s eyes looked familiar, but she couldn’t remember who he was.

So, she slowly approached, trying to find answers in the man’s facial features. She noticed a calm and restrained aura in his expression, making him enigmatic.

All black, entirely in black, like an assassin from movies!

These eyes are so familiar!

Where have I seen them? Where exactly?

As Tang Xiaowan approached thoughtfully, the man also noticed her curious gaze and slowly took off his mask.

His eyes were as deep as ink, sending a chill through her in an instant.

Then, the man smiled slightly at Tang Xiaowan, but his smile was very cold, sending a shiver of fear through her.

"Excuse me... What brand are your sunglasses, they are so cool!" Tang Xiaowan asked softly.

"Not sure, they were a gift."

The man’s voice was very deep. He then put his mask back on and continued to wipe his sunglasses, his motions slow and fluid as if performing an art.

Seeing this, Leng Lingxiao quickly gripped Tang Xiaowan’s hand and shook his head at her.

Tang Xiaowan immediately came to her senses, stopped asking questions, and then left with Leng Lingxiao. They got into the car, while the mysterious man continued to wipe his sunglasses but now looked down.

"What a weird person!"

"You’re just thinking he’s handsome, right?" Leng Lingxiao said coldly, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"No way, he’s not as handsome as you!"

Satisfied with her answer, Leng Lingxiao patted Tang Xiaowan’s head softly, "Stop overthinking, he’s just an unrelated passerby. Shall we go?"

"Okay, got it."

But on the way back to Chunlei Street, Tang Xiaowan couldn’t help but recall the mysterious man she encountered in the parking lot. She felt she had seen him somewhere but couldn’t quite place him.

Leng Lingxiao, noticing her preoccupation, comforted her while driving, "Tangtang, stop thinking about it. Perhaps that guy just has a generic face, which is why you feel like you’ve seen him somewhere."

Although Tang Xiaowan nodded in agreement, she was still determined to figure out the man’s identity.

Immediately, she took out her cellphone and started searching online for the sunglasses, hoping to find a similar pair or any other clue.

After all, that man was continuously wiping them!

As she entered various keywords and descriptions, images appeared before her.

Minutes later, she found a photo of an advertisement featuring the same style of sunglasses. The man in the image was wearing those sunglasses and had a very charming smile.

Tang Xiaowan carefully compared the man in the photo to the masked man she had encountered in the parking lot and found their facial features very similar, especially the slight upward curve of their mouths.

"Little silly, did you find it?" Leng Lingxiao patted Tang Xiaowan’s head and asked with concern.

"It seems like he’s a model, but there’s no name listed, not sure."

"Ah, a model, maybe you’ve seen him in some advertisement. Now you can stop wondering, finally, you can have a peaceful conversation with your fiancé," Leng Lingxiao joked.

"Cut it out, I’ve been with you all along, haven’t I?"

"Physically here... but your mind wasn’t!"

"Alright, alright, I got it."

After finishing her sentence, Tang Xiaowan heaved a sigh of relief.

However, that inexplicable feeling of familiarity left a deep impression on her, making her feel as if she had overlooked something.

It was very important, yet very vague.

She had thought everything was over, but just when Tang Xiaowan returned to 66 Chunlei Street, ready to make egg pockets and noodles for Leng Lingxiao, she once again saw those familiar eyes.

Through the kitchen window, the man was standing not far away, casually making a phone call with one hand in his pocket.

But his attire was different; he was wearing a suit.

Tang Xiaowan’s heart pounded wildly, feeling extremely surprised and inexplicably panicked, prompting her to think of the possibility of a stalker.

Why wasn’t he wearing a mask or sunglasses? What was he doing here?

Unable to contain her curiosity, Tang Xiaowan quietly walked to the window, trying to listen closely to what the man was saying.

Unfortunately, it was in vain; she couldn’t hear anything except for the cars passing by.

A sense of loss inexplicably rose within her.

Ah, how annoying, what’s the deal with this person? Why come to Chunlei Street?

Could he really be a stalker?

At this moment, Leng Lingxiao entered the kitchen. Seeing Tang Xiaowan staring blankly out the window, he couldn’t help but feel curious and worried.

"Tangtang, what’s wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Tang Xiaowan came back to her senses and whispered, "Shh, keep it down, that man is outside, the mask guy we met in the hospital parking lot. He isn’t wearing anything and he’s on a phone call."

Leng Lingxiao frowned upon hearing this.

He quickly walked to the window and looked outside, only to find no one there.

"Tangtang, you couldn’t be seeing things, could you?"

"How could that be?"

"Look for yourself, there’s no one outside."

Tang Xiaowan firmly believed she wasn’t seeing things; she had definitely seen him, and it was indeed that person.

But why had he disappeared again?

Maybe he left after finishing his phone call.

"Tangtang, Tangtang?"

"Oh, never mind, maybe I was seeing things."

To ease Tang Xiaowan’s anxious mood, Leng Lingxiao suggested they go out for a walk after eating, since they had been in Huang City for three days already but hadn’t been anywhere other than the hospital and supermarket because of Tang Mei’s sudden hospitalization.

Tang Xiaowan was naturally very happy.

After all, her grandmother was fine and her identity had been restored; she didn’t need to worry about anything and could go out and enjoy herself fearlessly.

...

At eight o’clock in the evening, Ye Wanhua arrived at Huang City Airport, alone, since Yang Rui didn’t accompany her back, staying in Y country to handle company matters.

She swiftly passed through the VIP channel.

At that moment, a man in a black suit approached her—it was the masked man Tang Xiaowan had seen in the hospital parking lot during the day.

The man respectfully said to Ye Wanhua, "Madam, welcome, I hope your journey was smooth. My name is Jiangbei, I am Mr. Wang Junchen’s personal driver, and he sent me to drive madam back to Nanfeng Mansion."

Ye Wanhua was initially startled and then regained her composure, smiling as she said, "Thank you."

"You’re welcome, it’s my duty."

Consequently, Jiangbei took her suitcase and led her towards the parking area.

During the drive, the business car moved smoothly and quietly, but Ye Wanhua felt somewhat uneasy. In her mind, she couldn’t help but ponder how to reply to her father-in-law about Tang Mei.

She knew that her husband Wang Junchen was absolutely opposed to this issue.

Seeing Ye Wanhua gazing pensively out the window, Jiangbei asked with a smile, "Madam, do you think Huang City has changed a lot?"

"You must be quite familiar with this place, right?"

"Yes, I have lived in Huang City for many years and know it very well. Please let me know if you need any help in the future, madam; don’t be shy."

Ye Wanhua gratefully nodded her head and started chatting with Jiangbei to relieve her tension. During the conversation, she discovered that Jiangbei was actually a devoted fan of Wang Junchen.

As a wife, she was completely unaware, she hadn’t even heard the name Jiangbei until Wang Junchen mentioned it just before she boarded the plane.

It seems I haven’t been caring enough for Ah Jun!

Indeed, just as his father had said, I am an incompetent wife.

The word "make up" suddenly invaded Ye Wanhua’s mind. She resolved to be more considerate towards her husband from then on, to spend more time with him and to handle work matters within her capacity, without always pursuing perfection.

As the business car slowly entered the gates of Nanfeng Mansion, Ye Wanhua suddenly grew nervous.

As a daughter-in-law, she was finally recognized!

She took a deep breath and tried hard to calm herself, hoping she looked proper enough.

Who knew, even before the car reached the main villa, Ye Wanhua saw Wang Junchen standing by the steps through the car window glass.

The man stood erect, his gaze piercing.