Zhan Mohan drove home from work as usual, but felt a sense of emptiness in the passenger seat.
That seat had long been Wei Yumeng's exclusive spot, yet Wei Yumeng hadn't been to the company for several days now.
He sighed. This matter should end, but it still needed the right timing.
Just then, a figure flashed by the roadside.
Zhan Mohan frowned, then turned the car around and returned to the intersection he had just passed.
On the roadside steps sat a person, seemingly distressed. Many people had already inquired about her situation.
However, she only shook her head and remained seated.
That person was Wen Xueshan.
"What are you doing here?" Zhan Mohan asked.
Wen Xueshan slowly looked up, "Mr. Zhan?"
She seemed surprised by Zhan Mohan's appearance and tried to wipe away the tears on her face, attempting to hide her distressed state, but it was too late.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, I just wanted some fresh air. Recent events have been very upsetting, and when I walked here, I remembered some things and couldn't control my emotions."
"Get in the car," Zhan Mohan said flatly.
Wen Xueshan then followed Zhan Mohan into the car, but she entered the back seat.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, I'm truly sorry to trouble you."
Wen Xueshan sat there, appearing somewhat reserved and fidgety.
Zhan Mohan didn't drive off immediately, but waited for Wen Xueshan's emotions to gradually calm down.
Although Zhan Mohan said nothing more, Wen Xueshan looked at Zhan Mohan's back from the driver's seat and felt a sense of reliability.
This man was always special to her.
After a long while, Wen Xueshan's emotions had calmed considerably, and Zhan Mohan spoke again, "Going home?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Xueshan immediately shook her head, "No, I don't want to go back. I haven't figured out how to face Azhun yet."
As she spoke, Wen Xueshan's mood drooped again, but she quickly regained her composure, "Let's go back. I shouldn't have bothered Mr. Zhan for so long. You still need to pick up Miss Wei later, right?"
The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them plummeted, and the temperature noticeably dropped.
"I'm sorry, I..." Wen Xueshan frantically waved her hands, wanting to say she hadn't intended to bring up something that would bother Zhan Mohan.
But at this moment, Zhan Mohan spoke himself, "Our situation isn't much better than yours. She's been staying at Mu Linjing's place for several days, and I..."
Zhan Mohan showed a hint of exhaustion, as if he had been deeply troubled by this matter.
"If this can't prove their innocence, I might have no choice but to divorce her."
Wen Xueshan was taken aback, "Mr. Zhan, have you thought this through? This isn't something that can be decided lightly."
Zhan Mohan turned to look at her, as if she had asked a very foolish question.
Wen Xueshan realized then that Zhan Mohan was not the type of person to joke about such matters. If he made such a decision, it must have been after careful consideration.
"Since Mr. Zhan has made up his mind, as an outsider, I can only support your choice," Wen Xueshan said, a hint of regret in her tone. "Thinking about it now, I really can't understand why Miss Wei, with such a good husband as you, would do such things. She truly doesn't know what she has."
Zhan Mohan settled back in his seat. "Going out for a drive?"
"Okay." Wen Xueshan naturally had no objections.
As Zhan Mohan focused his attention on driving, he didn't see that the sadness had long since disappeared from Wen Xueshan's face.
Although she tried her best to hide her inner joy, her eyes and the upturned corners of her mouth revealed her true feelings.
All along, Zhan Mohan's attitude towards her had been so distant, and perhaps in Zhan Mohan's eyes, she wasn't even considered a friend.
But today, she had found such an opportunity to be alone with Zhan Mohan; it felt like a dream.
Moreover, she believed that no one would interrupt them today.
She had told Qiu Zhun that she was staying at a friend's house, so Qiu Zhun wouldn't look for her.
And with Wei Yumeng and Zhan Mohan in such a state, she wouldn't suddenly appear.
It seemed she had to seize this chance.
Zhan Mohan drove Wen Xueshan around the city. Initially, neither of them spoke, but eventually, they began to converse sporadically.
Wen Xueshan felt that this indicated Zhan Mohan was no longer as distant towards her, and the atmosphere between them had become warmer.
After a long while, the car stopped outside a bar.
However, Zhan Mohan seemed to remember something and started the car again.
"Mr. Zhan, what's wrong? I thought you wanted to go to the bar," Wen Xueshan asked, a little confused.
"I'm sorry," Zhan Mohan explained. "I was planning to treat you to a few drinks there, but I remembered you're pregnant."
"It's alright, Mr. Zhan," Wen Xueshan tried hard to persuade him. "Even though it's a bar, I can choose not to drink. It's fine. I don't want to spoil your mood because of me."
Zhan Mohan hesitated for a moment, then stopped the car again.
Zhan Mohan and Wen Xueshan walked into the bar. Wen Xueshan was still a bit concerned about her condition.
Fortunately, the pregnancy was not far along, and it was only slightly noticeable, not affecting her grace.
"What would you like to order?" the bartender asked.
"The usual for me, and a glass of juice for her," Zhan Mohan said, then tapped the table intentionally or unintentionally.
The bartender seemed to understand but showed no reaction, simply proceeding with his task.
As soon as Zhan Mohan touched his glass, he began to drink heartily.
He exuded negative energy, as if only this way could he find release.
"Mr. Zhan, please don't do this," Wen Xueshan said, a little worried.
But she also knew very well that Zhan Mohan was expressing his pain in this way precisely because he had been deeply hurt by this incident.
The more he acted like this, the deeper Wei Yumeng's harm ran.
But how could Zhan Mohan listen to her? Soon, he began to show signs of intoxication.
"What should I do? Do I really have to divorce Yumeng? And what happens after the divorce? What about the child?"
Hearing these questions, Wen Xueshan's heart suddenly warmed. She felt a certain emotion about to surge within her.
Everything today had been perfect for her: Zhan Mohan showed her concern for the first time, and it was her first chance to be alone with him.
"Actually, Mr. Zhan, you don't need to worry so much. You're so excellent, and there are many women who like you. I believe you'll find a woman who loves you more," Wen Xueshan said, feeling a little shy herself.
Zhan Mohan turned to look at her. "Women who like me? Who?"
Wen Xueshan's heart pounded nervously. She knew the consequences of answering this question.
Perhaps facing the usual Zhan Mohan, she wouldn't have been able to say it, but with Zhan Mohan drunk, she wanted to try.