Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Jiang Yiyan said she would send Yun Lan home. Yun Lan was about to refuse when her phone rang from inside her bag.

Taking out her phone and seeing the caller ID on the screen, Yun Lan smiled and waved it at Jiang Yiyan. "My boyfriend is coming to pick me up."

Jiang Yiyan understood and didn't want to be a glaring third wheel, so she immediately said, "Alright, let's send each other a message to confirm our safety once we get home. I'll leave now."

"Okay, bye." After Jiang Yiyan walked past her, Yun Lan answered the call.

Xie Mingfeng was walking towards the hot pot restaurant while talking on the phone. By the time Yun Lan answered, he had already reached her. Seeing him, Yun Lan hung up the call.

"How did it go?" Xie Mingfeng asked curiously.

Yun Lan played coy. "Let's talk in the car."

Once they were in the car, Xie Mingfeng immediately asked again, "How did it go? Did you find out anything?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yun Lan suddenly looked serious. "I shouldn't have done this, but I think Miss Jiang wanted me to convey this secretly, so I'll tell you. Miss Jiang... clearly stated that she wants to divorce Mr. Wen."

As soon as Yun Lan finished speaking, Xie Mingfeng slammed on the brakes.

"What? Di—divorce?" Xie Mingfeng looked incredulous.

Yun Lan frowned slightly, clearly displeased with Xie Mingfeng's rashness. However, this wasn't the time to argue.

"Yes, those were Miss Jiang's exact words," Yun Lan suggested. "Mingfeng, it's best not to meddle in other people's relationships." Feelings can change quickly; today they might be talking about divorce, and tomorrow they could be back together.

Regardless, this was between Miss Jiang and Mr. Wen. No matter what the outcome, Yun Lan didn't want her boyfriend involved.

Xie Mingfeng didn't want to get involved either, especially since things seemed serious.

After restarting the car, Xie Mingfeng said seriously, "Did she really say she wants to divorce?" He feared his girlfriend might have misunderstood.

"Yes," Yun Lan recounted the scene. "She said the word 'divorce' herself."

Xie Mingfeng felt a pang of worry for Wen Mochuan and helplessly smiled. "There's nothing I can do about this."

First, he dropped his girlfriend off at home, watching her enter the building before driving away and immediately calling Wen Mochuan.

At this moment, Jiang Yiyan hadn't returned home yet. Feng Ma and Fang Fang had finished their tasks and gone to their rooms, leaving only Wen Mochuan sitting alone on the sofa in the living room downstairs.

Dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, his figure seemed somewhat lonely.

The silence was broken by a sudden buzzing sound.

Wen Mochuan seemed lost in thought and snapped back to reality only when the phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he was slightly stunned.

For a moment, he hesitated to answer, subconsciously feeling that this call was not good news.

Xie Mingfeng, seeing no answer, called again immediately.

When the buzzing sound came again, Wen Mochuan answered quickly this time.

"Mingfeng, what is it?" Wen Mochuan asked calmly after answering.

Xie Mingfeng, who had been eager to tell Wen Mochuan the news Yun Lan had gathered from Jiang Yiyan, suddenly found himself tongue-tied upon hearing his friend's calm voice.

"That... Mochuan... um..." Xie Mingfeng stammered.

Wen Mochuan had an inkling and changed his posture before asking, "Did Miss Yun find out something from Yiyan?"

Xie Mingfeng finally said, "Lan Lan said... your wife... she wants to divorce you!" He closed his eyes and blurted it out.

Hearing the word "divorce," Wen Mochuan was taken aback. His brows furrowed into a small hill.

He knew his wife had been acting differently lately, but never imagined she would consider divorce.

"Did she say it herself?" After a moment of silence, Wen Mochuan asked.

Xie Mingfeng then recounted almost everything Yun Lan had told him.

"Lan Lan said... it doesn't seem like she's joking," Xie Mingfeng warned.

"I understand," Wen Mochuan remained composed throughout.

Outside, the sound of a car honking caught Wen Mochuan's attention, and he glanced towards the door.

"I have to go," he said before hanging up.

Clearly, Jiang Yiyan had returned. Wen Mochuan hung up and walked towards the door, meeting her just as she entered.

Almost colliding with someone, Jiang Yiyan was startled.

"Why are you here?" she blurted out.

Wen Mochuan looked at her calmly and casually said, "I heard your car and came to see."

"Oh," Jiang Yiyan responded lightly, showing no further reaction.

For a moment, the atmosphere became awkward.

Jiang Yiyan needed to open the shoe cabinet to change her shoes, but Wen Mochuan was blocking it. When he moved to make way, Jiang Yiyan tried to go around him, and they nearly collided again.

After nearly colliding, both instinctively moved in another direction, only to meet again.

Pausing for a few seconds, Wen Mochuan stepped aside completely.

"Thank you." Jiang Yiyan also finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yiyan knew that Yun Lan had understood her meaning and had already conveyed her words to Xie Mingfeng. And Xie Mingfeng, needless to say, would have surely told Wen Mochuan the moment he received the message.

So, Wen Mochuan must know her thoughts now, right?

Jiang Yiyan waited for him to come and talk to her.

Coincidentally, Wen Mochuan had the same idea. Since his wife had expressed her intention to divorce and had already mentioned it to a third party, she would likely come to talk to him about it herself.

He was waiting for her to bring up the matter first.

Both harbored the same thoughts and waited each other out for a while, but neither brought up the topic, which piqued their curiosity.

But neither spoke first. Eventually, they said goodnight to each other and went to their respective rooms.

Slumping on the sofa, Jiang Yiyan began to doubt whether Yun Lan had truly understood her intentions.

Sitting on the sofa with her phone, Jiang Yiyan hesitated about directly asking Yun Lan.

Just as she was indecisive, Yun Lan's message arrived first.

"I've arrived home safely." She reported her safety to Jiang Yiyan.

"I'm home too~ Just sat down." Jiang Yiyan replied immediately.

After reporting her safety, Jiang Yiyan's fingers hovered in mid-air. After hesitating for a while, she slowly started typing.

But after several attempts, she was still unsatisfied, writing and deleting repeatedly, unable to decide how to ask.

She was conflicted. Although she and Yun Lan got along well, this was only their second meeting. Was it appropriate to ask such direct questions?

Moreover, she felt somewhat dishonest. She hadn't explicitly asked Yun Lan to relay the message; she had only hinted at it, and she could tell Yun Lan had understood her meaning.

After much deliberation, Jiang Yiyan decided to ask directly: "Did Xie Mingfeng understand when I told you about the divorce?"

Almost simultaneously, Yun Lan's message came through: "The message has been conveyed. Mingfeng should have told President Wen."

Seeing the "typing" indicator but not receiving any messages, Yun Lan guessed what Jiang Yiyan wanted to ask and decided to be straightforward.

Yun Lan was straightforward, and Jiang Yiyan didn't beat around the bush either. She apologized directly: "Sorry, Lan Lan. I wanted you to convey this message to Wen Mochuan. I should have been more direct instead of hinting. Thank you for not being angry."

Yun Lan: "This is a minor issue, and I don't mind. But marriage is a big deal, so you need to think it through." Yun Lan maintained her boundaries and gave a gentle reminder without prying further.

There were many things Jiang Yiyan couldn't share with Yun Lan. She couldn't tell her that she wasn't the same Jiang Yiyan anymore.

So, Jiang Yiyan could only reply: "Okay, I understand. I will consider it carefully."

Yun Lan: "Going to bed. Good night~"

Jiang Yiyan: "Good night (￣o￣).zzz"

After ending the conversation, Jiang Yiyan tossed her phone aside and slumped onto the sofa.

She didn't know if Wen Mochuan had known when she returned, but regardless, Xie Mingfeng would definitely tell him tonight. She could gauge his reaction tomorrow morning.

That night, Jiang Yiyan hardly slept well, remaining in a light sleep throughout the night.

When she woke up early the next morning, she felt completely drained.

Usually, when she wasn't busy, she could sleep until nine or ten o'clock, sometimes even noon. Now, waking up early left her feeling lethargic.

Thinking that Wen Mochuan might still be there, Jiang Yiyan, despite her drowsiness, got up immediately.

Downstairs, Wen Mochuan and Meimei were having breakfast at the dining table. Seeing Jiang Yiyan coming down from upstairs, Meimei's eyes lit up, and she called out, "Mom!"

Wen Mochuan was sitting facing away from the stairs. Hearing his daughter call out "mom," he straightened his back slightly but showed no other reaction, continuing to eat his breakfast quietly.

Only when Jiang Yiyan approached did he look up calmly, greeting her as usual.

Jiang Yiyan remained outwardly composed but secretly observed Wen Mochuan closely. Seeing no unusual expression on his face, she felt curious.

But then she thought it might be because Meimei and Feng Ma were present, making it inconvenient for him to speak.

Jiang Yiyan sat down, and Feng Ma promptly brought her breakfast.

After breakfast, Feng Ma took Meimei for a walk around the neighborhood as usual, while Fang Fang washed the dishes in the kitchen. The dining room was left with just the young couple.

Jiang Yiyan thought, now that they were alone, he should bring up the matter.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mochuan remained unmoved. After finishing breakfast, he stood up and greeted Jiang Yiyan, saying, "I'm going to the company."

Jiang Yiyan: ?

In Jiang Yiyan's astonishment, Wen Mochuan walked out, leaving her dumbfounded in place.

Only after Wen Mochuan's figure disappeared from sight did Jiang Yiyan react.

Wen Mochuan's reaction was entirely unexpected. For a moment, Jiang Yiyan was at a loss.

She was certain that Xie Mingfeng had conveyed the message to Wen Mochuan.

But Wen Mochuan seemed completely unaffected.

Or perhaps, he simply didn't take the matter seriously. Whether they divorced or not didn't matter to him, so he didn't see the need to mention it.

If that were the case, it would be wonderful.