Duan Chi wanted to chase after her, but he didnât dare.
He knew she was very angry. He also felt at a loss. Were his actions wrong?
He just wanted to be with the person that he likes. He just wanted to put forth his best efforts because of these feelings he had for her. Was that wrong?
Since her relationship with her husband was bad, they should get divorce.
Duan Chiâs brain was a mess. On one hand, he thought Ruan Xiaâs scolding was very reasonable. On the other hand, he felt that he hadnât done anything wrong. Those two conflicting thoughts short-circuited his brain.
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When Ruan Xia entered the mall, she was still feeling like today was a bad day. By the time she calmed down, she had a minor headache. If she didnât know that Duan Chi had gone to see Song Tingshen, then it would be okay for her to do nothing. But now that she knew, should she pretend that she didnât know anything or should she have a conversation about that with him?
Although there were no romantic feelings between them, they were still a married couple. She didnât want him to misunderstand and think she was having an affair.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Afterall, it wasnât pleasant to be misunderstood by someone. It didnât matter if he cared or not, even a person with a good temperament like Song Tingshen had a bottom line.
Ruan Xiaâs English teacher sent a message that there was a traffic jam on her way here, so Ruan Xia found a place to sit down and ordered a coffee and a dessert. She hesitated over whether or not she should bring this matter up with Song Tingshen.
After thinking it over, she took out her phone and sent Song Tingshen a message through WeChat. [Are you busy?]
Some things were easier said through text than face-to-face. It wasnât surprising that modern-day people would break up through WeChat.
Song Tingshen was in a meeting. When his phone vibrated, he glanced at the screen. There was a notification that he got a message from Little Wangâs mom.
Song Tingshen normally wouldnât look at his phone during meetings and was even less likely to respond to any messages. This time, he hesitated for a moment. For the very first time, he didnât give his full attention to the meeting. He lowered his head and unlocked his phone. He entered WeChatâs interface and saw her message. Just like one of those students that were goofing off in class, he skillfully typed back a reply under the table while looking as if he was attentively listening to the current speaker.
Ruan Xia quickly got a reply to her message.
[Whatâs wrong?]
Did this mean he wasnât busy? Otherwise, he wouldnât have had time to reply to her message.
After contemplating for a moment, she took a deep breath, and her fair-skinned fingers typed out a message. âDid a Mr. Duan come looking for you yesterday? Iâm sorry. I only found out today. I was telling the truth last time. I donât have any extramarital relationships, that includes this Mr. Duan. Iâve only seen him a few times at dinner parties. Iâm not familiar with him at all. I didnât think he would go looking for you. Iâm really sorry that I caused you trouble.â
Song Tingshen lowered his head and quickly finished reading the message.
He bent his fingers and rhythmically tapped the conference table. His brow was furrowed.
The manager that was currently presenting his report through the change in Song Tingshenâs expression was because his report wasnât good enough. He inevitably felt nervous.
At the mall, Ruan Xia waited for Song Tingshenâs reply.
Would he believe her?
Just when she thought she wouldnât get a reply, her phone buzzed with a notification. She quickly unlocked her phone to look at the message. After freezing in surprise for a moment from reading the message, she laughed.
[I see that he didnât take my suggestion to visit a specialist for brain problems.]