In the spacious and luxurious suite.
A golden shaded cat with glossy fur pouted its small butt, burying its head in a small food bowl eating lunch, from time to time letting out some rustling sounds.
It would occasionally lift its chubby head to glance at the big bed.
On the bed, Wen Xian was lying on her side, curled up into a ball drilling into the blanket, black hair messily scattered behind her head, one hand clutching the blanket corner as she slept.
At this moment, the cruise ship was steadily moving forward, the deck full of people, women’s fragrance and stimulating alcohol intertwined together, sunlight wantonly spilling on this carnival party.
Qin Song wore sunglasses, standing beside Xu Chuwei.
Xu Chuwei, seeing Qin Song, only sneered.
She could be considered as seeing through this man. She heard that when he sent the California Butterfly to be cleaned, he was so angry he almost exploded.
So the first sentence she said upon seeing Qin Song was: “The car has been washed clean.”
Hearing this, the corner of Qin Song’s mouth twitched slightly.
Obviously back in England, when Xu Chuwei first approached him, she was very gentle, yet now it was as if she had become a completely different person. It seemed as if the one who once lay on the same bed with him wasn’t her.
He sincerely felt that women were really hard to understand.
Xu Chuwei’s bright eyes carried a faint trace of mockery. Seeing this, Qin Song also withdrew the gentleness on his face. He lowered his voice and said, “At night I have something I want to talk to you about.”
Xu Chuwei glanced at him, asking indifferently: “What thing?”
Qin Song lightly coughed, “It’s about Xian Xian. Her engagement with me is a bit strange. My grandfather seems to have reached some sort of private agreement with Uncle Wen.”
Hearing this, the emotion in Xu Chuwei’s eyes stagnated slightly. She was pondering the truth or falsehood within Qin Song’s words.
After a while, she asked, “Why say it to me?”
Qin Song helplessly said, “I really don’t want to marry her. We have no feelings for each other. I think such a marriage is meaningless.”
Qin Song indeed had once been moved by Wen Xian, whether it was four years ago or now, but that was always just a momentary emotion. After calming down, that kind of emotion would die down.
Four years ago it was because she was still young, and now it was because he knew she didn’t like him.
What’s more, now his eldest brother liked Wen Xian.
Speaking, Qin Song suddenly lowered his tone. He used a breathy voice and said: “Don’t you hate her? You also don’t want to see this engagement carried out as scheduled, right.”
Xu Chuwei coldly gave him a glance: “Where did you see that?”
Qin Song swept a glance around the surroundings: “This is not the place to talk. There are many people and mouths at the banquet. Before the banquet ends, I’ll wait for you in my room. When you find a suitable time, come over.”
After Xu Chuwei nodded, Qin Song left like fleeing.
But he also couldn’t go find other women to play with. After all, he was still Wen Xian’s fiancé in name.
So Qin Song went to find that group of his friends.
Seeing him come alone, with no one beside, the friends teased: “This ship is designed pretty well, huh. That little princess from the Wen family, does she like it? Why didn’t she come over together with you?”
Someone beside reminded: “Now there’s only her left in the Wen family. In the future, better not call her like that anymore.”
That person awkwardly said: “I’m just used to it.”
Speaking of the Wen family, everyone could not help but sigh, after all, that was once a vast capital empire that could cover the sky with one hand in Licheng, but Wen Tianlin passed away less than half a year, and that tall building collapsed.
The building now had already changed owners.
Qin Song did not respond, after all, after tonight, Wen Xian would have nothing to do with him anymore.
He recalled these four years, it seemed he had not been able to do anything for her. Not to mention whether, as a fiancé, he had fulfilled the responsibilities he should have, just purely as a family elder brother from a distinguished family, he had not cared about her.
What Qin Zan said was not wrong. The current him simply could not take over Qin Corporation.
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Wen Xian was woken up by the vibration of her phone. She half-opened her eyes and glanced at the phone screen, discovering there were 7 unread messages and one missed call. She struggled to unlock it and took a look.
The messages she received were like this:
14:31 [Shen Lingge: Wen Xian.]
14:36 [Shen Lingge: Wen Xian.]
14:37 [Shen Lingge: I apologize to you.]
14:37 [Shen Lingge: I shouldn’t have said that.]
15:51 [Shen Lingge: ?]
16:07 [Shen Lingge: I went to eat rabbit.]
16:15 Missed call
Wen Xian: “……”
She immediately sat up from the blanket, angrily took out her phone to reply to the messages. The chubby Qiuqiu sleeping on the pillow was not disturbed at all by her movements, letting out small snores.
[Wen Xian: If you eat Zanzan I will never talk to you again! If you have the guts don’t come back!]
Shen Lingge’s message popped up the next second.
[Shen Lingge: I can also buy you a rabbit.]
[Wen Xian: I don’t want, I already have Zanzan, this is the rabbit I fell in love with at first sight.]
[Shen Lingge: You let me come over, no matter what method you use.]
[Shen Lingge: I’m bringing Zanzan.]
[Wen Xian: I won’t, I still have to go dance at the banquet, I have no time to care about you.]
[Shen Lingge: .]
Wen Xian did not reply to Shen Lingge’s message again.
She prepared to get up, take a bath, then put on beautiful makeup, change into a gorgeous dress. Tonight she would break free from that empty engagement.
The dress Wen Xian prepared today was drawn by Yu for her, according to the one “Flowing Light” that Chang Shuang gave her four years ago.
Because Wen Xian had grown up, so she could no longer wear the skirt her mother made for her.
And mother could no longer make a new skirt for her.
–
When Wen Xian stepped into the banquet hall, everyone’s gaze fell on this girl who was like a deity.
A hem of a light golden dress, it was an extremely light, extremely light gold color, as if the setting sun was just about to fall into an icy lake, as if the full moon had just risen. That moment of radiance, when walking, there were even specks of flowing fireflies gliding past.
And at this time, outside the cabin, the setting sun was just descending in the west.
It was as if Wen Xian had once again brought back the sun and the light.
The people inside the banquet hall seemed as if they had returned to the Wen family’s flourishing period. They stared in a daze at that princess as beautiful as a mermaid, even Xu Chuwei also briefly lost focus.
But the sound of string music that followed drew back their thoughts. Everyone came back to their senses, withdrawing their gazes as if nothing had happened.
Xu Chuwei expressionlessly tightened the wine glass in her hand.
Before the Wen family went bankrupt, she had countless times stood in the corner watching Wen Xian in the center of the crowd. As long as she was there, there was no longer room in other people’s eyes for anyone else.
Wen Xian was the favored child of God.
And in the future, was she still going to continue living such days?
At that kind of timing, Xu Chuwei approached Wen Xian. She even deceived herself. She gave all of her true heart to accompany Wen Xian, and Wen Xian also did not disappoint her sincerity.
Wen Xian relied on her wholeheartedly. Sometimes even Xu Chuwei herself would feel dazed—were they close friends or enemies.
That day at the auction, she had almost instinctively protected Wen Xian. No matter how much malice was in her heart, she could not allow others to grievously hurt Wen Xian.
Because… because no one understood better than her what kind of person Wen Xian was.
Xu Chuwei smiled coolly, but so what?
In the end, she was swallowed by the greed and jealousy in her heart.
Logically speaking, at this moment Qin Song should have gracefully walked to his delicate and beautiful fiancée’s side, carefully supporting her as they walked into the banquet hall together. But Qin Zan stepped forward before him.
The corner of Qin Song’s mouth twitched slightly. Was his big brother too anxious?
If the matter between him and Xu Chuwei hadn’t yet spread, and the matter between his big brother and Wen Xian spread all over the city first, that would not be worth the loss.
Qin Song was afraid others would notice him, the official fiancé of Wen Xian. He looked around, and simply crouched down under the dining table to avoid being seen by others that Qin Zan had gone over to find him.
But not long after he crouched down, he heard a woman’s teasing voice above his head.
Xu Chuwei hooked the corner of her lips, looking at him, “You’re not even willing to do this little bit of surface work? Looks like you really are very anxious to cancel the engagement with Wen Xian.”
Qin Song: “……”
If Xu Chuwei thought like this, that wasn’t unacceptable either. Anyway, he was going to cancel the engagement with Wen Xian sooner or later. It could be considered as arriving at the same goal by different routes.
…
Qin Zan himself didn’t even realize that his steps were much more hurried than usual.
His gaze was always fixed on Wen Xian. And at this moment, his feeling was also very strange, unable to be described with any words.
Qin Zan only knew, his heart seemed a little hot.
Until he walked to Wen Xian’s side, Qin Zan looked at her and spoke in a low voice: “Xian Xian, I’ll accompany you in. Eat a little something first?”
Wen Xian hooked her arm around Qin Zan’s.
She swept her gaze around in a circle, discovering that within the circle it was still those few faces, pitifully few new faces. They were as exclusionary as ever.
She said in a low voice: “Big Brother Qin, you go handle your things, I’ll just sit and eat something.”
Qin Zan was silent for a moment, then suddenly stopped in his tracks and lowered his gaze to look at her, “Do you want to dance with me?”
Wen Xian felt the ten-centimeter high heels beneath her feet. In recent years she rarely wore such high heels. There were very few occasions in her life where she needed to wear high heels.
She slightly shook her head, “I’m afraid I won’t stand steady, better not dance.”
Qin Zan silently looked at Wen Xian. He wanted to tell her, he wouldn’t let her fall.
But in the end, he still didn’t say this sentence.
Wen Xian sat on the sofa, watching the banquet of clinking glasses and mingling all night, the light in her eyes flickering on and off.
She had left this circle for four years, but this circle had not changed. It was just that there were fewer people by her side, those intimate, admiring, jealous gazes had all disappeared.
For the first time, Wen Xian felt attending a banquet could be so relaxing.
By not even nine o’clock, there were already people leaving the banquet. For them, this was only the beginning of the night. The grand carnival feast on this luxury cruise ship entered its countdown.
Xu Chuwei and Qin Song also left one after another.
After patiently waiting for five minutes, Wen Xian followed.
Qin Zan, having calculated the timing, discreetly guided the guests toward the staircase leading to the upper deck’s pool party. Then, almost all of them heard the sound of an argument coming from the corridor.
Qin Zan’s steps paused slightly. He tilted his head and said: “I’ll go take a look.”
And as for the people behind him, which one of them wasn’t a sly old fox, they practically stepped on Qin Zan’s heels following over.
After they turned the corner, a dramatic scene unfolded before their eyes.
The people behind Qin Zan had varied expressions, whispering to each other.
Wen Xian, with reddened eye rims, looked at Qin Song. Qin Song was standing beside Xu Chuwei, the corner of his lips still stained with Xu Chuwei’s lipstick, while Xu Chuwei’s hands were clenched tightly into fists, almost about to explode in anger.
She never expected Qin Song would resolve the engagement matter between him and Wen Xian in this kind of way. He calculated against her!