Ah Heng was slightly taken aback and said no.
Wen's mother took her daughter's arm and walked to the side, smiling—"Look, how is Si'er doing?"
Ah Heng turned around and saw Si Er playing games and leveling up under Yun Zai's guidance. The two sat together, one white and one yellow, one gentle and one charming, they were quite a good match.
Ah Heng thought for a moment, then burst out laughing—Mom, don't let Yun's composure fool you, he's two years younger than Bill.
Wen's mother tapped her forehead and said affectionately, "What era are we living in? Your mother isn't some old-fashioned person, so how did she give birth to a little antique like you?"
Ah Heng blushed slightly, then her mind raced. If Yun Zai married Er Er, it would strengthen family ties. If Zai Zai settled in City B, her parents would definitely come along, making it easier for her to fulfill her filial duties.
Feeling good inside, I smiled and nodded to my mother, saying, "Mom, I'll give it a try. If they're interested, that's good; if not..."
Wen's mother nodded and said it was nothing, it was just a spur-of-the-moment thought, and the children have their own ideas.
Six months ago, the Wen family withdrew their shares from the Lu family business, making a fortune. Siwan, seizing the opportunity, registered another listed company. Wen's mother seemed a hundred times more relaxed, her mindset completely changed. She was either organizing concerts with old friends in the music industry or busying herself with arranging and pairing up the many third-generation members in the garden. Da Yi and Sun Peng dared not see Wen's aunt; upon seeing her from afar, they darted away faster than rabbits.
Si'er kept patting Aheng's face, feeling very sorry for him—poor child, the past is all just smoke and clouds, all your previous plans were for nothing, and you were even kicked out of the house, tsk tsk, I bet our mom and brother were preparing to make a big show of it like a third-rate prime-time drama, going to any lengths to protect the family for the sake of blood ties, but in the end, apart from you being like a short play, the two of them were having a happy comedy.
Ah Heng gave a forced smile—Do you have amnesia? When I was kicked out, you seemed to have dumped a bunch of stones on me when I was down.
Si'er flicked her sleeve, her expression serious. "Since we're enemies, how can I possibly have any sympathy? Wen Heng, what kind of person do you take me for? I'm a man of principle."
Ah Heng smiled and said, "There were times when I wanted to bite you to death."
Si'er lifted her glistening arm from under her coat, her smile radiant, "Go ahead and bite me, take a bite."
Ah Heng pulled down her clothes and laughed. "Alright, you annoying girl, you're freezing and sick, and you're blaming me for it."
Suddenly, I remembered what my mother had said, and I spoke softly—look at how the clouds are.
Si'er rolled her eyes, becoming very wary. What was going on? What kind of trouble was Mom up to now? Last time, she actually made me and Zhang Ru develop feelings for each other. We had three meals together, fought three times, and ruined three of my Chanel dresses!
Ah Heng chuckled to herself. "Didn't you tear someone's entire Armani suit too? You even dared to rip their pants. Besides, it wasn't really Mom's fault last time. It was Zhang Ruo's mom who took a liking to you and insisted that Mom create opportunities for you two to be alone together. Mom's getting a little anxious because you haven't been dating, thinking that maybe you two might hit it off."
Si'er spat. That old slut, her son got dumped by the little singer, and now she's eyeing her aunt. And Mom too, that bastard's eyes are only good with mung beans. Do I look like a mung bean?
Ah Heng chuckled. "Yes, yes, the clouds are here, so what?"
Si'er looked at the window, which was covered in condensation from her breath, and deliberately changed the subject—didn't you tell me before that you and your brother had fallen out? Why is he coming back with you this year?
Ah Heng looked at her and smiled, saying that when he returned to school last spring, he followed me around apologizing all day, looking pitiful. I thought, the child is already like this, as his older sister, what is there to forgive or not forgive? That's all.
Si'er gave an "oh," then ran her hand through the fog on the window and fell silent.
Ah Heng raised her eyebrows and said, "My brother is really great, just as good as me. I promise he won't bully you ^_^."
Si'er curled her lip, "Forget it, being like you would be incredibly stupid..."
Ah Heng looked at her gently, not minding at all. After thinking for a moment, she smiled and said, "Alright, I'll first sound out Yun Zai's intentions and then give you an answer."
Yun was programming in Aheng's room. He had given him a spacious room, but apart from sleeping, the boy didn't like going in there much and always preferred to stay in Aheng's room.
When Aheng went in, Yun turned her head, looked at her, stretched, and smiled, her teeth like fine white grains of rice—"Sister, I'm hungry."
Ah Heng couldn't say what she wanted to say, and only asked him what he wanted to eat.
Yun said, "Hmm, anything is fine, instant noodles will do."
Aheng nodded, went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, and chopped a small dish of pickled mustard greens. Unexpectedly, Siwan braved the snow and came home. Looking at Aheng, she looked at her with eyes that lit up as if she had seen a lifeline—Aheng, is there anything to eat? I'm starving.
Ah Heng saw there were still noodles in the pot, so she ladled out a bowl for him. Seeing him wolfing it down and smelling of alcohol, she shook her head and said, "Why are you only coming home now? It's the middle of the night, and Mom has been waiting for you until she fell asleep."
Siwan slurped up his noodles with gusto. "Do you think I don't want to go home for dinner? The company is newly established and not yet on track. I have to oversee everything."
Ah Heng smiled and said, "Drink less alcohol, too much alcohol is bad for your health."
Siwan shook her head. "I didn't drink that much. You've never seen anyone drink like that." Shockingly, the beer glass was actually more than half filled with a mixture of baijiu (Chinese liquor) and beer.
Ah Heng smiled, turned around, picked up the bowl, and was about to go upstairs.
Siwan called out to her, and Aheng turned around. Siwan said, "Aheng, are you free tomorrow?"
You have time, what's up?
Okay, come with me to a dinner party.
Me? What am I supposed to do?
Dean Lu of the First Affiliated Hospital is an old friend of my father's. His son is of marriageable age, and I met him a few days ago. He was quite handsome, articulate, and had a refined demeanor. Well, you're not young anymore. I'd like to introduce you to him and make some friends.
Ah Heng was stunned, as if she hadn't heard him. She climbed a few steps, paused, and softly said okay.
Siwan said tomorrow is your birthday, right?
Ah Heng said he was twenty-two years old.
It's definitely not young anymore.
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The next day, before going to the appointment, Siwan took Aheng to buy clothes and get her hair done.
The young master of the Lu family did not follow in his father's footsteps to study medicine, but he had some talent in the financial industry. He studied finance in the United States for a few years, owned a company, and was a good friend of Siwan.
He is a sunny, cheerful, tall, and handsome man.
He was about to greet Siwan, but when he saw Aheng, he smiled.
Seeing is believing, no matter how well you've heard. Hello Ms. Wen, I'm Lu Mojun.
Aheng glanced at Siwan, and her brother gave her an encouraging look. Following his example, Aheng said, "Nice to meet you, I am Wenheng."
Lu Mojun smiled, his teeth shining white, like someone advertising Darlie toothpaste. He said, "I know that the Wen family in Beiwen has two young ladies, and I also know that Wen Sier is famous for her beauty. Yesterday, Siwan asked me to meet his sister Wen Heng. At first, I was a little disappointed, wondering why it wasn't Wen Sier. Now it seems that I was too narrow-minded."
Ah Heng blushed slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable. "You flatter me."
Siwan smiled smugly. "My sister is good in every way. She's the apple of my mother's eye. If she weren't usually quiet, I, as her older brother, wouldn't have to worry about her."
When the aperitif was served, Siwan glanced at his watch and realized it was almost the exact time of Aheng's birth. He then took out a silver box tied with a blue ribbon from his pocket.
Siwan coughed lightly, looked at Lu Mojun apologetically, and said that her mother doted on Aheng and insisted that she give Aheng a birthday present on time. She apologized.
Upon opening the box, inside was a dazzling, exquisite, and noble diamond necklace, with a plum blossom pendant set with purple diamonds.
Ah Heng was stunned, staring at the necklace, somewhat caught off guard.
Lu Mojun stared blankly at the necklace, saying, "Isn't this...isn't this the Purple Plum Seal that was auctioned at the charity gala in S City a couple of days ago? In the end, they said a mysterious person outbid everyone else to buy it for three million...that person was you..."
Siwan smiled and casually said, "It wasn't me who was there, but someone I found took the picture at the party."
Ah Heng was also startled. Si Wan lifted her hair and put it around her fair neck. She raised her hand and looked up. Across from her, the man surnamed Lu stared intently at Ah Heng.
Ah Heng smiled wryly, wondering what kind of extravagance Si Wan was putting on.
When he got home, Yun was reading a book. He looked up and saw Aheng and the necklace around her neck. His cloud-like eyes seemed to be misty. He smiled and said, "Sister, how did your blind date go?"
Aheng felt uncomfortable, so she removed her hair ornaments, took a comb to brush her hair, frowned, and spoke softly—"It's alright."
The young man rested his head on Ah Heng's knees, put his arms around her waist, and asked, "Sister, are you getting married soon?"
Ah Heng laughed and gently stroked his face, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? It takes seven years to study medicine. This is only your fourth year. There's still a long way to go."
So, what about three years from now? Will my sister get married?
Ah Heng nodded. "That's natural. A woman should marry when she comes of age."
The boy, feigning sleep, asked her, "My sister got married, what am I going to do? We've had so much, so much..."
Ah Heng laughed, "Silly child, even if I get married, I'll still be your sister. Nothing will change."
Yun said, "If you get married, you won't have much time for me."
Ah Heng laughed loudly, "Yun Zai, are you planning to stay in my arms forever, never grow up, and never get married and have children?"
Yun closed his eyes, smelling the fresh and gentle pine scent on Aheng's body. He smiled faintly and sighed softly, "That's what I think, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it."
Just as Ah Heng was about to say something, her phone rang.
Hello, may I ask...?
Oh, it's me, Mr. Lu. Is there anything I can help you with...?
Tomorrow? I'm afraid tomorrow won't work. I have plans to go shopping with Si'er tomorrow...
The day after tomorrow... the day after tomorrow won't work either... uh, I'm not making excuses... nor do I dislike you...
...The weekend...Okay...Alright.
Ah Heng hung up the phone.
Yun Zai opened her eyes, her cloud-like pupils seemingly both shallow and deep. She gently played with Aheng's hair, her expression tender yet thoughtful.
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In the same city, there was a man wearing headphones, lying on a luxurious carpet, quietly listening to rock music that was so loud it was almost shattering his eardrums.
Behind him stood another man, tall and elegant, his ears appearing somewhat translucent in the dim yellow light.
The man said, "What are you thinking right now...? I can't seem to see through you at all... Why are you so irritable today...? Who upset you again...? My office... you've made a complete mess of it... You've torn up all the new year's plans... Yan hope, what the hell are you doing...?"
He sat down beside Yan hope, looking coldly into his eyes, and said, "I really hate the way you are... You never care about my feelings... You know I'm the one you love... Yet you always stubbornly let your emotions get the better of you... You don't leave yourself or others a way out... Do you know that I fired several secretaries today because of your temper tantrum... I know you're annoyed by Secretary Chen... But he can't disappear... He holds too many things in my hands... At least he can't just suddenly disappear..."
Yan looked up at the ceiling, still quietly listening to the music.
At least give me a word... what do you want... or what are you making a scene about... I've completely let the Wen family go... except for the most basic things... they're in the old man's hands... I can't get them for a while... but that's no reason for you to throw a tantrum... Yan hope!
The man stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled, looked at his earphones, and softly said, "Sorry, I forgot, you can't hear me."
The man removed his headphones, lifted Yan hope from around the waist, and walked into the ornately decorated bedroom.
Yan hope did not resist.
She did not resist the first time.
He kissed his eyes, his nose, and his lips. Although the man's expression didn't change much, all of this was enough to make him feel that his more than twenty years of patience had been worthwhile.
He lost himself in the moment and tore open the big-eyed man's pajamas, revealing his fair and clearly textured skin, inch by inch, that could only belong to him.
He kissed downwards, and the man, with his thin body, suddenly arched his back, clutched the sheet, and vomited.
Chapter 92
Chapter 92