CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 318 I WON’T LET YOU OFF EASY

Mrs. Wang clutched her chest and kept cursing under her breath. What had she done in her past life to deserve this?

It wasn’t until the Yin Family members had all left that a few close guests came over to offer polite words of comfort.

Everyone knew the Yin Family was highly influential and powerful, so during that chaotic scene, no one had dared to intervene.

Moreover, it was Wang Mei who had done such shameless things—what could they have even said if they had wanted to step in?

Wiping away her tears, Wang Mei interrogated the dumbfounded emcee and assistant, asking whether anyone suspicious had tampered with their equipment earlier.

She was determined to find out who had done this!

Even if it meant death, she wanted to face it with clarity!

The emcee shouted at the assistant, demanding he use his feeble brain to think carefully!

This was a golden opportunity—if they could uncover who was behind this, they might extricate themselves from the situation.

Just one look at Mrs. Wang made it clear she was unreasonable and combative. At this point, all the emcee wanted was to leave safely; as for the cost of the engagement banquet, he hadn’t even dared to think about it.

The assistant scratched his head, straining to recall who had approached him.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "I remember now—earlier, a woman with curly hair came over to chat with me. She said she was a good friend of yours! She mentioned wanting to perform a song for you at the event and even asked me what songs we had available!"

Wang Mei immediately asked him for a detailed description of the woman’s appearance and outfit. But based on the assistant’s account, Wang Mei wracked her brain and couldn’t recall anyone like that!

Relatives and friends trickled out in groups of twos and threes, leaving the scene with only their family of three and the emcee and assistant remaining.

Mrs. Wang suddenly remembered she’d hired someone to record the event—maybe they captured something useful?

The emcee quickly called the cameraman over, and everyone focused intently on the tiny screen of the recording device. Wang Mei kept her eyes glued on the footage until a woman appeared beside the assistant—the fleeting image in the frame caught her attention.

After scrutinizing the footage carefully, Wang Mei finally recognized the woman—it was Ye Duowei, cleverly disguised!

She really had the audacity! Wang Mei was consumed with rage, wanting nothing more than to tear her apart!

However, one question puzzled her—how had Ye Duowei gotten hold of this video?

Wang Mei’s face hardened with murderous intent, fists clenched tightly. "Ye Duowei! I won’t let you off so easily!"

Mr. and Mrs. Wang sat there dejectedly. Seeing their daughter in such a state, neither dared to say a word, fearing she might do something rash. She was their only child, after all!

They weren’t getting any younger, and if something happened to Wang Mei, how would they continue living?

Leng Ning had snuck out as soon as the Yin Family had exited the stage, eager to rush to her sister-in-law and share the juicy details.

But as soon as she stepped out of the hotel’s revolving door, she found herself blocked by Lei Ming, waiting at the entrance!

Lei Ming was elated to see Leng Ning hadn’t left. "Xiao Ning! You’re really still here! Can we talk?"

In recent days, he had been feeling utterly defeated and despondent. Mrs. Lei believed their relationship was one-sided, that Leng Ning was hopelessly in love with him.

What she didn’t know was that, deep down, Lei Ming felt he loved Leng Ning far more than she loved him.

Countless nights had passed, each one leaving him with the agony of a broken heart.

Every night, his dreams were filled with moments of him and her together, only for him to wake up to the cruel reality that it was all just a dream!

Today, a mutual friend of Leng Ning was hosting a birthday party. He had gone through great lengths to find out that she might attend.

Yet when she saw him, she merely nodded casually, like greeting a fellow classmate—her gaze calm and indifferent.

It was as if all the sparks of love from their past had been extinguished, leaving no trace behind!

Lei Ming couldn’t accept this version of Leng Ning. She could yell at him, hit him, accuse him, or cry aloud—but not this cold and distant indifference!

Could their relationship really have ended completely because of one disagreement?

Leng Ning let out a heavy sigh. She knew she wouldn’t be able to avoid today’s conversation.

But talking it through might be for the best.

She understood that her breakup had been abrupt, that Lei Ming might never comprehend her decision without an explanation.

Clearing the air completely would allow them to part cleanly, leaving no lingering doubts—for their own good.

"Alright, let’s go to the café across the street," Leng Ning said, gesturing to the place diagonally opposite the hotel entrance. "This isn’t the right environment for conversation."

Lei Ming nodded eagerly, elated that she had agreed to talk with him so effortlessly.

He had anticipated that she would rebuff him several times. Could it be she was merely upset with him? Perhaps she still loved him?

Optimism began to bubble in his heart.

Arriving at the café, they chose a window seat and ordered two black coffees.

The steaming coffees were swiftly served by the waitstaff. For a moment, silence enveloped them.

"You!"

"You!"

Both spoke at the same time, their synchronized words bringing on an awkward pause.

Leng Ning ran her fingers along the patterned tablecloth and met his eyes calmly. "You wanted to talk to me—I’m listening."

Her current gaze held no trace of the emotions she once had for Lei Ming. Perhaps she was meant to be heartless, as she now realized her feelings for him had dissipated completely.

It was as if the glow of a star once admired had vanished, leaving nothing but flaws visible to her now.

Lei Ming took a moment to organize his thoughts, trying to explain his side of things from before.

"Xiao Ning, I sincerely apologize for the way my mom acted that day, and for how she treated you and your family. I’m sorry! I never imagined things would spiral out of control like that. You see, we were doing well—we’d even gotten as far as discussing engagement. Can you really end things so cruelly over a little disagreement?"

Leng Ning’s lips curled into a faint, sarcastic smile. So, he thought she was being unreasonable?

"That’s what you wanted to say?"

Lei Ming noticed her displeasure and scrambled to explain more hastily. "Xiao Ning! I misspoke! That’s not what I meant! You know I’m no good with words. I just wanted to say everything that happened was my fault—my fault and my family’s fault! Please don’t be mad!

My mom—well, you’d understand her better if you spent more time with her. She’s very straightforward, saying whatever comes to mind, but she never means anything by it! When words get carried away, she ended up upsetting your mom that day. Afterward, I went home and scolded her along with my dad. She even wanted to visit your home to personally apologize! But you had already gone abroad by then! Plus, I didn’t even know where your family lived, so she gave up!"

He thought this explanation might work. Honestly, in his view, aside from his mom’s words angering Leng Ning’s mother, he didn’t think he had done anything wrong. But to win her back, he’d say whatever he needed to.

Leng Ning took a quiet sip of her coffee. "Lei Ming, since you’ve finished speaking, it’s my turn now. I didn’t break up with you out of spite—it was a decision I made after careful consideration.

We live in two entirely different worlds. You don’t understand mine, and I can’t fully engage with yours.

Here’s the simplest example: a single outfit or handbag of mine might cost your family’s entire annual income. Your family would never comprehend my spending habits, even if you didn’t say anything! And what about your family?

From your mother’s perspective, it’s wasteful—an inability to run a household in her eyes. To put it bluntly, it’s not a life I can live! I was raised with luxury and comfort—it’s not about being materialistic; it’s just how my life has always been.

Do you really think I can wear clothes worth thousands or tens of thousands and go grocery shopping at the market, live crammed together with in-laws? Is that even possible?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with your recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)