Chapter 262: Current husband Chapter 262: Current husband Wen Zhi had just agreed to go when, the very next second, she heard Aunt Xu’s inquiring voice from behind—

“Miss Wen, where are you going?”

Wen Zhi covered her phone and turned around.

At that moment, Aunt Xu was carrying a cup of fruit tea towards her.

“I…” Wen Zhi felt guilty and dodged the question, “I thought the weather is nice today, and I was considering taking a walk outside later.”

Aunt Xu replied, “Indeed, the weather is very nice today. Just let me know when you want to go out, Miss Wen, and I’ll accompany you.”

After saying that, Aunt Xu stepped forward, placed the fruit tea on the armrest tea table next to the lounge chair, and then stood by.

“Alright, that sounds good.”

Wen Zhi verbally agreed, her mind preoccupied with the call with Shang Hexing, and seeing that Aunt Xu showed no signs of leaving, she had to find a way to send her away, “Aunt Xu, I would like to have some of the cookies you baked yesterday.”

Aunt Xu nodded: “I’ll go get them right away.”

Having successfully sent Aunt Xu away, Wen Zhi immediately picked up her phone to check the screen.

But the call had already ended!

Wen Zhi stared at the screen, her mood plummeting to rock bottom: “It’s over, what if he heard what I just said to Aunt Xu and he thinks I was fooling him!”

Wu wu…

She just didn’t want Aunt Xu to know she was going out because once Aunt Xu found out, she wouldn’t be able to leave at all.

So now, should she call back to explain everything clearly?

At that moment, Wen Zhi hesitated over whether or not to redial.

Aunt Xu had already come back with a jar of cookies: “Miss Wen, here are the cookies you asked for.”

Wen Zhi quickly set down the phone: “Thank you, Aunt Xu, that’s…”

Aunt Xu placed the cookies next to the fruit tea, her gaze falling on Wen Zhi’s face. Seeing Wen Zhi’s expression seemed a bit odd, she gently asked, “Is there something you’d like to say, Miss Wen?”

Wen Zhi’s hand gripping the phone clenched and unclenched: “I…what I mean to say is…”

Aunt Xu leaned in: “Go ahead, Miss Wen.”

Wen Zhi mustered up her courage: “Is it possible for me to go out for a walk by myself?”

Aunt Xu asked, “Why do you want to go out alone?”

Wen Zhi: “I feel that I’m a normal person, and I wish to be more independent.”

“Miss Wen, you are indeed a normal person; don’t doubt your own thoughts,” Aunt Xu said very gently: “I can understand your wish to go out by yourself, but Mr. Nian has made it clear that you can only go out with my company, or with Mr. Nian, but you cannot go out alone.”

Wen Zhi pressed her lips tightly together.

Without Nian Xun’s permission, it seemed she wouldn’t be able to leave, and there was no need to call Shang Hexing back either.

Perhaps he was already on the plane now?

She was in the midst of her gloom, when suddenly Aunt Xu next to her uttered a puzzled sound, “Someone’s car has arrived, and it doesn’t look like Mr. Nian’s car.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhi immediately looked up towards the outside.

A black sedan was parked outside the large iron gate of the courtyard. Although it was at a distance, Wen Zhi recognized the car—it was the same one that brought her home last night!

Last night… it was Chen Jinhai who had brought her back!

In that car…

It was Shang Hexing!

Wen Zhi suddenly stood up.

The face that was filled with disappointment instantly bloomed with a brilliant smile: “He has come.”

“Who has come?” Aunt Xu inquired with confusion.

“I’ll tell you later, Aunt Xu,” Wen Zhi didn’t have time to explain to Aunt Xu and started running towards the entrance.

Aunt Xu, worried, followed her.

Just then, Shang Hexing had stepped out of the car. He was standing by the car door, dressed simply in a white shirt paired with black trousers, with the cuffs casually rolled up halfway.

His hand braced against the car door frame, and as he closed the door, his arm flexed, showing faint blue veins on his fair skin.

As he turned around, Wen Zhi abruptly stopped in her tracks, and when his gaze met hers, she quickly hid her joy and then stood still, locking eyes with him.

Chen Jinhai stood in front of the car and was the first to call out, “Miss Wen.”

“Hi~” Wen Zhi waved to Chen Jinhai.

However, when she turned her head to look at Shang Hexing, the smile on her face immediately vanished.

In front of her ex-husband, she needed to be serious.

Not sloppy and careless.

It would make her seem immature!

She bit her lower lip, momentarily unsure of how to greet Shang Hexing. After pondering for a while, she asked, “How did you know I was staying here?”

Shang Hexing said, “I didn’t.”

Wen Zhi was taken aback.

Realizing what she had asked, she cursed herself inwardly.

Especially since Chen Jinhai took it upon himself to explain again, “Miss Wen might have forgotten, but it was I who took Miss Wen home last night.”

Wen Zhi: “…” Okay, you can stop talking now, I know!

Chen Jinhai stifled a laugh and turned to get back into the car.

Aunt Xu stood not far behind Wen Zhi, not yet aware of the situation, only observing for the moment.

Wen Zhi walked towards Shang Hexing.

She clasped her hands behind her back, too shy to look him in the eye, and her gaze flitted about as she spoke, “Did you come to see me?”

Shang Hexing replied, “Yes.”

Wen Zhi became even more nervous, staring downward and rubbing the hem of her clothes with the hands she held behind her back: “I’ve been doing quite well, quite well.”

Shang Hexing observed her involuntary little motions, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his eyes: “I can tell, you are indeed doing quite well.”

Wen Zhi bit her lip.

Didn’t he have anything else to say? She was always the one who had to initiate conversation. She wondered how they had managed when they were married—was it always this quiet?!

He wasn’t like this in the dreams where he bullied her; there, he was much more enthusiastic.

Wen Zhi was feeling downcast with her head lowered when suddenly she saw Shang Hexing’s hand reaching towards her. Before she could react to what he intended to do, she was already pulled into his embrace.

The scent of tobacco lingered in her breath, along with the cold fir scent she always found comforting. It seemed to be his unique fragrance, mixed together, making her feel familiar and reliant.

“I’ve come to pick you up,” he said.

The deep, yet gentle voice came from above her head.

It was different from last night in the restaurant, where he was so distant towards her.

Caught in a daze, Wen Zhi looked up at him and stammered out the question, “Are you here to take me with you to Licheng?”

“Yes,” Shang Hexing reminded her, “You promised me.”

It was what she had said over the phone—that she was willing to go.

That’s why he had unhesitatingly changed his route to come for her.

Knowing his purpose, Wen Zhi’s first reaction was joy, but then, thinking of something else, she snorted, “Then why did you hang up on me? I thought you took me for a liar and just left.”

“Wasn’t it you who hung up first?” his tone barely concealing amusement.

Wen Zhi stepped back from his embrace: “I didn’t mean to hang up on you. I picked up the phone wanting to talk to you when I saw that…”

As she spoke, she seemed to realize something and stopped her rebuttal: “Maybe I accidentally disconnected the call when I covered the phone, it wasn’t you who hung up.”

“I know,” Shang Hexing took her hand, “We’re a bit pressed for time, afraid of not making it, let’s get in the car first.”

Right now, Wen Zhi’s mind was filled with Shang Hexing; she couldn’t think of anything else. He said to leave, and she immediately followed him into the car without a moment’s delay.

At that moment, Aunt Xu saw Wen Zhi about to leave with the man who had come to Fenghui Garden for the first time, and she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: “Miss Wen, you can’t go! Miss Wen!”

Aunt Xu almost caught Wen Zhi’s hand, but Shang Hexing blocked her.

The car door closed.

But Shang Hexing didn’t get into the car.

He turned around to face the middle-aged woman and said calmly, “Tell Nian Xun that I have taken Wen Zhi away, and she won’t be sent back again.”

“No, no, sir, you can’t take Miss Wen away; she is still sick. She can’t go on a long journey,” Aunt Xu said anxiously.