CHAPTER 325: CHAPTER 316: PARTING TODAY, NEVER TO MEET AGAIN_2

When she arrived by taxi, Wen Qingyan was just about to drive to work. Seeing her, he was somewhat taken aback: "Nuannuan, what brings you here at this time?"

Especially seeing the taxi parked at the door, his worry deepened: "Did something happen? Are you having a conflict with Yan?"

"There’s no such conflict," Wen Nuan chuckled playfully, using her smile to hide her sadness. She hugged Wen Qingyan’s arm: "I’m here to say goodbye to Dad. I’m going on a business trip with my mentor and will be back in half a month, so I didn’t drive over. Dad, the company notified me too late, otherwise, I would have come yesterday."

"Why so long?" Wen Qingyan handed the bag to the driver and pulled her to sit down in the living room, disapproval in his eyes: "You just got married not long ago, and you’re leaving Yan alone. First, you went to Milan, and now you’re leaving again. Nuannuan, Yan won’t be happy."

"He won’t." Wen Nuan shook her head: "He agreed, didn’t raise any objections."

"Dad, I have grand ambitions." She playfully hugged Wen Qingyan’s shoulders: "Your daughter is an independent woman of the new era."

As she spoke, she also raised her chin proudly.

In fact, she never said that. Besides, even if he opposed, it wouldn’t help.

"You, better not be so independent." Wen Qingyan was amused by her playful demeanor, recalling Leng Yan’s words, he advised her: "Last time, Yan suggested you work at the Leng Family, and Dad thinks you should give it some serious thought."

"I’ll definitely consider it after coming back." Wen Nuan mischievously blinked and took Wen Qingyan’s hand to head outside: "Okay, Dad. I came specially to say goodbye today, now I have to go, and you should also hurry to work."

"Dad really has to go too, there’s an important meeting today." Wen Qingyan laughed: "Because of Yan’s help, the Wen Family’s prospects are getting better, but what makes Dad happiest is seeing his daughter truly happy."

Sitting in the taxi, watching Wen Qingyan’s car leave. A thick sense of bitterness slowly spread across Wen Nuan’s face.

Sorry, Dad, I can’t obtain the happiness you wish for...

Looking at the time in the taxi, Wen Nuan took out her phone. Messages from Leng Yan were displayed one by one on the screen.

He still insisted on refusing to divorce.

Divorce...

Seeing the word that appeared most frequently in the messages, Wen Nuan curved a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth, and typed a few words in reply.

"There’s no need for a divorce anymore."

Lying in the hospital bed, Leng Yan struggled to pick up his phone. Seeing the words from Wen Nuan, immense joy flooded his heart instantly. He immediately called her back: "Nuannuan, you’ve forgiven me, right?"

"It’s not about forgiving." Wen Nuan gripped her fingers tightly, each word she spat out was clear yet feeble: "There’s no need for a divorce because the marriage certificate is invalid!"

"Marriage certificate is invalid?"

Leng Yan’s already pale lips lost all color.

Wen Nuan inhaled deeply, opened the car door and got out, walking further from the taxi: "Yes, I consulted a lawyer. It seems we were too naive, how could there be such a marriage certificate? Believing that the Leng Family’s connections might make it happen, we didn’t doubt. Now thinking back..."

She paused slightly, a trace of self-mockery on her lips: "It’s ridiculous!"

Leng Yan’s face turned ashen!

He had doubted before, but Leng Siyan, though not close, had never deceived him. And as Wen Nuan said, the Leng Family had vast connections, and Lawyer Yan had been in law for years, acquainted with many. So when Leng Siyan said it was a genuine marriage certificate, he didn’t think further.

A sudden wrenching pain overwhelmed the stomach pain he felt, he breathed deeply to speak complete sentences: "Nuannuan, where are you now?"

He needed to find her, no matter what, he didn’t want Wen Nuan to leave. He loved her, his heart was with her, if she left, how could he live?

"No need to ask where I am." Wen Nuan felt a dull ache in her heart, restrained herself, and spoke calmly inside: "I don’t know whether the Leng Family is willing to reveal this matter now. If it’s considered absurd, you can announce publicly that we’ve divorced."

Because of the uncertainty, she hadn’t told Wen Qingyan. Qingcheng Entertainment’s first film after restructuring was wrapping up, and she didn’t want it to be affected because of her.

"Nuannuan." Leng Yan’s fingers clenched tighter, almost cutting into his palm: "Tell me, where are you?"

Weakness coursed through him, cold sweat formed on his forehead. Intense unease in his heart made him ignore it all, fiercely pulling out the IV in his hand as he got out of bed, only to hear the "beep" "beep" sound from the other end.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, resolutely ending the call. After blocking Leng Yan’s number, her fingers quickly sent another message:

From now on, we will no longer have any connection. I hope to live a peaceful life, today’s farewell will be our last.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, forcefully wiping them away as if erasing past memories, Wen Nuan got into the car, looked at the driver: "To MT, wait for me there for a while."

Not wanting to go home for luggage, she went directly to MT, packed what she needed and headed straight to the train station. As for clothes, it was just half a month, buying a couple pieces in E City would suffice.

Leng Yan stared at the message on his phone, his eyes turned completely dim, a suffocating and aching feeling tangled with resentment tangled in his heart, his clenched fist slammed onto the heavy table.

A loud sound startled Xiao Jing, who came to deliver a laptop: "Young Master, what happened?"

"Go handle my discharge." Leng Yan glanced at his swollen fist with a faint statement.

Last night, suffering from stomach pain on the roadside, he was seen by Xiao Jing, a driver returning from a friend’s gathering, and was hurriedly sent to the hospital.

"How can that be? I’ll call Young Madam to have her take care of you." Xiao Jing frowned, placing down the laptop, intending to call Wen Nuan. Leng Yan grabbed his phone: "No need, go handle the discharge, I’m fine now."

When arriving at MT, Tan Qing’s car happened to pull up, seeing Leng Yan getting out, he narrowed his eyes, pulled open the car door and, with gritted teeth, swung a punch at Leng Yan with all his might.

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