Bai Quan immediately dismissed the thought.
Thinking of him made Bai Quan feel heartbroken.
Forget it, she’d better sell all those clothes and bags.
Bai Quan immediately contacted someone who did personal shopping. She took pictures of her brand-new bags and clothes for the person. Due to the tight deadline, she offered them at the lowest prices. She emptied out the clothes she had brought from home. After gathering thirty thousand, Bai Quan immediately transferred it to Wen Yan.
Wen Yan thanked her profusely.
Bai Quan replied generously: "Silly girl, don't worry about it. I have enough money now. Don't rush to pay me back. By the way, don't let Sun Li Yan get away with it either."
Wen Yan agreed.
Of course, she wouldn't let Sun Li Yan off the hook.
That evening, she transferred all the money to the company account.
And she issued an ultimatum to Sun Li Yan.
If Sun Li Yan insisted on fleeing, then she couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.
Her excessive kindness had ended with Li Mengyao being sent to prison.
Kindness without teeth was merely weakness!
The next day.
After working all night, Leng Xun Ze returned to XZ Group. As soon as he reached his office, he heard about Wen Yan's situation.
"Sun Li Yan used her classmate relationship with Wen Yan to delay signing the contract. Unexpectedly, she completely denied the designs created by Madam and refused to pay a single cent," Zuo An reported.
Leng Xun Ze changed into a bespoke suit and put on his mask, instantly exuding an aura of mystery and coldness. "Sun Li Yan, is she tired of living?"
"However, Madam actually paid the money last night," Zuo An said.
The man's deep, dark eyes suddenly turned cold. "Are you telling the truth?"
"Yes, I don't know where Madam got the money from."
The man tapped his long fingers on the desk. He knew Wen Yan's assets well. After she had transferred seventy thousand to him last time, she should have had no money left. It was impossible for thirty thousand to appear out of thin air now. The person who could lend her this money…
An Xi Leng.
"Go and investigate if she met with An Xi Leng," the man's imposing and violent aura radiated.
How many times had he emphasized that she was not allowed to contact this man, yet she had treated his words as mere wind!
Even when she needed help, she would rather find An Xi Leng than herself!
Recalling the incident last time, his heart ached inexplicably.
After such a long time, Wen Yan had not explained. He had no choice but to suspect if something had truly happened between them that night!
Not long after, Zuo An returned with the information: "Young Master Ye, Madam met with President An at noon. She was doing translation work."
The man behind the desk's eyes burned with rage, and his aura turned frighteningly cold. Zuo An didn't dare to breathe.
At this moment, he even felt ironic.
He had been making excuses for Wen Yan all along.
Thinking that perhaps there was a misunderstanding, that she wouldn't be that kind of person.
"You may withdraw," Young Master Ye's voice was cold and intimidating. Zuo An didn't dare to say anything more and retreated.
At noon, Wen Yan received a message from An Xi Leng about a task. She was short of money now and couldn't afford to be picky, so she went. After finishing the work, she returned just in time for her work hours. At this moment, she received a message. The man had finally replied to her.
It was only one sentence: "I'm hungry."
Wen Yan was also hungry. She hadn't even had time to eat lunch.
She immediately said: "I'll order takeout for you."
The other party replied coldly: "You want me to eat takeout."
Wen Yan: "Then what do you want to eat?"
The other party didn't reply. Wen Yan thought he meant he wanted home-cooked food, but how could she cook at the company now? After a moment of hesitation, Wen Yan chose a small restaurant nearby and cooked two dishes to take to him.
Her stomach ached with hunger.
Wen Yan drank a few sips of water to swallow.
As she walked out of the restaurant, she saw a familiar car leaving the company.
Wen Yan frowned slightly. It was Young Master Ye's car, but she didn't have time to pay attention to it and immediately hailed a taxi to the construction site.
Strangely, Young Master Ye's car was going in the same direction as theirs.
Finally, it drove to the vicinity of the construction site.
"Miss, we've arrived."
The driver reminded Wen Yan, who had been looking at the Rolls-Royce.
Indeed, girls just loved luxury cars.
However, those who could drive such luxury cars were all old men.
The next second, a young man wearing a hat emerged from the back seat. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, with a perfect physique, as robust as a model.
Even the driver was surprised.
Wen Yan was even more stunned.
Looking at that familiar figure, even without seeing his face, she could tell with absolute certainty that this was Leng Xun Ze…
Her once absurd speculations instantly exploded in her mind, leaving her brain blank.
She had indeed always felt that Young Master Ye resembled Leng Xun Ze, but it was just a guess. She had never dared to think it was true. But at this moment, those guesses had all come true…
It was true, she had actually been lying to herself all along.
Lying to herself that Leng Xun Ze couldn't possibly be Young Master Ye. If he truly was Young Master Ye, how could they possibly be together?
Wen Yan closed her eyes.
Everything from the past flashed through her mind.
Young Master Ye's cold-heartedness, his blame, his contempt.
And his constant presence with Wen Ya.
He didn't want her to associate with An Xi Leng, yet she was so close to another woman. Wen Yan's heart began to ache numbly. She couldn't help but grip her chest tightly. Seeing this, the driver asked anxiously, "Are you alright, Miss? Are you having a heart attack?"
At this moment, Wen Yan even suspected if she truly had heart disease.
Otherwise, why would it hurt so much?
"I'm fine, thank you." Wen Yan endured the sharp pain, paid, and got out of the car. She walked numbly into the construction site and was immediately reprimanded, "How many times have I told you to wear a safety helmet when you come here? What's in your head?"
Wen Yan looked at the rugged and handsome face in front of her.
Familiar, yet so strange.
Leng Xun Ze sensed that Wen Yan's expression was not right. "What's wrong?"
After a few seconds, Wen Yan suppressed her emotions and forced a smile. "I'm sorry, I forgot."
"..."
"Let's eat," Wen Yan took out the bento box.
Leng Xun Ze looked at her for a moment, then without further ado, he led her to the temporary shelter. As soon as Wen Yan put down the lunchbox, she said, "Eat your food. I'm going back to work."
The man was slightly taken aback.
Watching Wen Yan actually leave, he was still somewhat dazed.
Every time before, she would accompany him for meals.
He opened the bento box. It was also a meal for two.
Did she get upset because he asked her to cook at this time?
She said all sorts of things about liking him, but she was unwilling to do even a small thing. Women's mouths were full of lies.
Leng Xun Ze couldn't quite articulate the complex emotions he was feeling.
Upon returning to the company, Wen Yan worked numbly.
However, it wasn't long before she was summoned to the CEO's office.
In the luxurious and grand modern office, the man sat behind an imposing desk, exuding a powerful and commanding aura. When his narrow, deep phoenix eyes swept over, he looked like a king looking down on the world.
Anyone else would probably have weak legs and want to kneel.