Chapter 69

As the storm clouds gathered and the air was filled with the scent of flowers, Meixi opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written inside.

The ghost wolf was determined to fight Ye Feng to the death, but Ye Feng had no idea what storm he was about to face. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed, and a sudden downpour left Ye Feng at a loss. In such weather, should he still go to the gathering with his coworkers?

Moreover, he had been waiting for a long time at the company entrance, but Qin Yan still hadn't come down. He wondered what she and Wu Xinghua could be talking about that would take so long. Ye Feng took out his phone and called Zhu Zi again.

After the call connected, Ye Feng asked, "Brother Zhu Zi, with this weather, why don't we cancel today and reschedule for a sunny day when we can have a good drink together?"

"Don't be silly, brother. Drinking in the rain is even more fun. The guys just had a shower in the rain and are all ready, waiting for you to treat us. Du the foreman has already taken leave from his wife and kids. If you don't come now, it would be a real letdown. How about this, let's find a nearby restaurant. How about the hot pot place we used to go to? We'll go there first and wait for you. Don't take the bus in this rain, just take a taxi. And don't forget to bring Lawyer Qin, the guys are all looking forward to seeing the beautiful lady, hahaha..."

Seeing Zhu Zi's high spirits, Ye Feng didn't say much more and replied, "Alright, I'll meet you at the hot pot place. I'll get there as soon as I can."

After hanging up, Ye Feng thought about calling Qin Yan to hurry her along, but he felt a bit embarrassed to interrupt her conversation with Wu Xinghua.

In fact, the reason Qin Yan hadn't come down was that Wu Xinghua, her close friend and senior, had been talking non-stop since they met, pouring out all the troubles of the past few days. Qin Yan hardly got a chance to say a word.

Several times, Qin Yan wanted to interrupt and tell her that someone was waiting for her downstairs, but when she heard the severity and the bizarre details of what Wu Xinghua had been through, she lost the heart to interrupt and instead started asking about the details of Wu Xinghua's experience.

"Sis, in the end, this turned out well for you. That scoundrel Hao Jian, who has been纠缠你这么多年来, finally signed the divorce papers and even pressed his fingerprint on it. No matter what kind of spell he was under, legally, you are now free. Congratulations, Sis."

Wu Xinghua looked out at the heavy rain and thought of Ye Feng, saying softly, "Yes, so I have to thank him properly. Without him, I don't know what would have happened that night."

Qin Yan teased, "Sis, you talked for so long but never mentioned the identity of this hero who saved you. Sis, tell me, what does he look like? Is he young and handsome? How did you meet him?"

Caught off guard by Qin Yan's sudden question, Wu Xinghua felt a sudden warmth in her face.

Seeing Wu Xinghua's blushing face, Qin Yan laughed, "Sis, it seems you have a thing for this hero. Tell me, how did you meet him? How long have you known him? Do you like him?"

Like him? Do I really like him? How is that possible? They've only known each other for a short time. Wu Xinghua was a bit stunned, feeling a mix of confusion and nervousness, as if afraid that Qin Yan would see through her. She herself wasn't sure what she felt for Ye Feng, but his image had been in her mind since yesterday, refusing to leave.

Today, she had wanted to call Ye Feng several times to ask how he was doing and if the water delivery job was tiring, and to invite him to a meal to express her gratitude, but her reserve and the wariness of men she had developed over the years because of Hao Jian kept her from dialing the number she had memorized so many times.

Now, suddenly asked by Qin Yan, she was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer. But she couldn't deny it either.

So she changed the subject, asking Qin Yan, "You said you were coming to my company to find a friend. Which friend is it? I don't know anything about it. Is it a new employee?"

Now it was Qin Yan's turn to blush. She couldn't say she was there for Ye Feng, as that would surely invite teasing from her sharp-tongued senior. She stammered, "Oh, just a regular friend. Don't overthink it, Sis."

But was Wu Xinghua the type to be easily distracted? Seeing Qin Yan's blush, she pressed on, laughing, "Xiaoyan, is it really just a regular friend? Why are you blushing? Come on, spill the beans. Did someone introduce you to a young, handsome guy from our company? Who is he? I want to see who in our company has such good luck."

Qin Yan's face turned even redder. She glanced out the window at the rain and suddenly remembered that Ye Feng was still waiting downstairs. She hurriedly said, "Sis, I have to go down. He's still waiting at your company entrance. It's all your fault, talking to me for so long and making me forget about him."

Wu Xinghua playfully patted Qin Yan's behind, laughing, "Alright, alright, it's all my fault. But it seems my charm is greater than your crush's. Hahaha."

Qin Yan stomped her foot, completely losing her usual dignified and serious demeanor, looking like a young girl whose secret had been exposed.

The two women, each with their own thoughts, didn't realize they were thinking about the same man.

"Alright, Sis, I have to go down. I have to go with him to meet his friends for dinner. I promised him yesterday. I'm leaving."

With that, Qin Yan turned and rushed out of Wu Xinghua's office.

Wu Xinghua called after her, "Wait a moment, Xiaoyan. I'll go down with you. I want to see which lucky guy in our company has such good fortune."

Grabbing her handbag, Wu Xinghua hurried after her.

But Wu Xinghua didn't expect Qin Yan to run so fast. By the time she reached the ground floor, Qin Yan was already out of the company door.

Wu Xinghua quickened her pace to the company entrance. Just as she was about to step out of the automatic door, she encountered two female employees who were taking shelter from the rain. They greeted her, and she smiled and greeted them back. This brief delay allowed Qin Yan to meet up with Ye Feng outside.

After greeting the employees, Wu Xinghua turned to look out the automatic door. In the dark sky and heavy rain, she could vaguely see Qin Yan laughing and talking to a young man. Despite the wind and rain, Qin Yan looked exceptionally happy.

Wu Xinghua then looked at the lucky man standing opposite Qin Yan. Because he was turned sideways, she couldn't see him clearly.

She smiled to herself, thinking it was best not to disturb Xiaoyan. After so many years, her dear sister had finally found a man she liked, and her own heart seemed to be slowly blooming with love. After so many years of hard work, the two sisters were finally experiencing the spring of their romantic lives.

Just as Wu Xinghua was about to turn and rest at the reception desk until the rain stopped, a bolt of lightning illuminated the scene in front of the company.

At that moment, Wu Xinghua finally saw the young, handsome man standing opposite Qin Yan.

With a "thud," Wu Xinghua's handbag fell to the ground, but she stood there, dazed, watching Qin Yan and the young man walk away, their laughter fading into the rain.

At that moment, Wu Xinghua felt as if something had struck her heart, making it heavy and painful.

She never imagined that the man her closest sister liked was Ye Feng.

A feeling of indescribable discomfort spread through Wu Xinghua's heart. Only then did she realize that she had truly fallen for Ye Feng.

But seeing Qin Yan and Ye Feng laughing and talking together, she could only sigh deeply.

For her, that young, passionate, and righteous man was someone she could never have, even if she had feelings for him. Would he ever leave Qin Yan for her, a recently divorced older woman?

Wu Xinghua's heart was broken, confused, and in pain.

Seeing a gentleman, how could one not be happy? Perhaps it was a debt from a past life that she had to repay with heartache. She could only hide in a corner, secretly admiring his vibrant spirit, quietly loving the clarity in his eyes, counting the loneliness of her thoughts, and quietly tracing the outline of love...

Some people are meant to be admired but not touched, and some feelings are meant to be felt but not spoken.