After dinner, Jian Zhipei received a phone call and went out first. Ye Wanwan did not return to the room. She sat in the garden downstairs, looking up at the stars in a daze.
The starry sky here is very clean and clear, and you can see the Milky Way sprinkled in the sky, which is spectacular and beautiful.
Ye Wanwan wants to stay here forever, eat with him and see him every day. She is not greedy for more, as long as this is enough.
However, she soon smiled bitterly, she was already greedy!
How could she be so lucky to stay by his side? Recently, she had also felt a strong difference in Jian Zhipei. She still remembered the way he was so angry that he wanted to kill her when she saw him for the first time.
Feeling the intense ups and downs of his emotions every day, he has a strong sense of coolness and nobility, and the arrogance emanating from his bones is unstoppable.
But now, he is still very cold, but his mood is calm, as if he is indifferent to everything. What is wrong with him?
When she was wondering, a servant came over and said to her, "Miss Ye, please come with me."
"Who's looking for me?"
"You'll know when you get there, please!" The servant made a gesture of invitation.
Ye Wanwan stood up and followed her, passing through a very luxurious corridor. This villa was so big that it was difficult to get lost, so walking from east to west took a while.
Ye Wanwan felt more and more uneasy as she walked, because she vaguely guessed who the person who wanted to see her was, and she felt remorse and guilt in her heart.
She had obviously promised Mrs. Jian not to approach her grandson in China, but now, she has chased his family and mingled with the guests. Thinking about it, she is really ashamed to see her.
Sure enough, in an antique Chinese-style hall, she saw Mrs. Jian sitting on the sofa. She was wearing a fitted dark silver cheongsam, noble and majestic.
"Hello, Mrs. Jian." Ye Wanwan greeted her.
Mrs. Jian's eyes looked at her without any anger. Instead, she pointed to the seat opposite her gently, "Sit down!"
After all, it was her grandson who was sorry for her. Even without asking, she knew that everything that was supposed to happen between them happened.
Now that her grandson is getting married, it is unfair to her.
"Miss Ye, I didn't expect you to come too."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Jian, please forgive me for coming here. I promise that it will not affect your grandson's wedding." Ye Wanwan raised her head and promised eagerly.
Mrs. Jian waved her hand and said, "No need to apologize. Everyone here is a guest and we welcome them all."
Ye Wanwan couldn't help but be surprised, and saw Mrs. Jian's noble demeanor. She was full of tolerance and kindness, which made her feel more and more self-blame and ashamed to face her.
"Tomorrow is my grandson's wedding. If you feel uncomfortable, I can arrange for you to travel nearby." Mrs. Jian instead thought about her.
Ye Wanwan shook her head, "Thank you, old lady, for the arrangement. I will not go to the wedding venue tomorrow. I will return to China with my boss after the wedding."
Old Mrs. Jian suddenly felt a little pity for her. She did not force her grandson to get married this time, but his grandson chose the person to marry.
Therefore, she still has not figured out why her grandson gave up her and chose Qiao Xuemei.
"Did you quarrel when you were in China?" Mrs. Jian asked curiously.
Ye Wanwan shook her head, "No, we didn't quarrel." She thought for a moment and asked, "Old madam, I would like to ask, did anything happen to Master Jian during this period that caused him to lose his memory?"
"Have you ever lost your memory? Nothing happened to Ah Pei, so why do you ask this question?" Mrs. Jian asked in confusion.
"Because... he doesn't seem to remember me at all." Ye Wanwan felt sad in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.
Old Mrs. Jian couldn't help being shocked for a few seconds, "What did you say? He forgot you?"
"Yes! After we separated from China, when we met again, he didn't remember me at all." Ye Wanwan was just worried about whether Jian Zhipei had been injured in any way, causing him to have a memory disorder.
Mrs. Jian thought carefully about her grandson's change from the first day to the present after he returned to the family. However, she could not find out the reason why her grandson became indifferent to everything now.
"Ah Pei has indeed changed a bit, but nothing has happened to him." Mrs. Jian said with certainty.
Ye Wanwan felt relieved. This was good, but it would cause a person's memory to disappear. It must have been caused by a serious injury. But now it seemed that he was fine and had just forgotten her.
Mrs. Jian finally understood something in her heart. The reason why her grandson chose to marry Qiao Xuemei was because he suddenly forgot about Ye Wanwan. What happened?
"Madam, it's getting late. You should go to bed early. Tomorrow is a big day!" the old servant on the side warned.
Mrs. Jian glanced at the time and saw that it was also ten o'clock. She nodded and turned to Ye Wan, "Miss Ye, you should go back and rest! If you want to come to watch the ceremony tomorrow, you can come over."
"Thank you, madam." Ye Wanwan watched her leave, and she was led back to her room by the servant.
A black car drove in from outside the yard, the car door opened, and Jian Zhipei's slender figure stepped down. The black suit showed noble dark patterns, making him like a king in the dark night, with a strong aura.
Even though he had been manipulated, the aura that came from his bones remained unchanged.
He heard footsteps coming from the direction of the garden. He couldn't help but stop and look back. He saw the servant leading Ye Wanwan over. He frowned slightly. Why was this woman wandering around in the garden so late?
When Ye Wanwan saw him, her eyes could not hide her sadness and admiration. She lowered her head and was not even ready to fight him. She wanted to go back to the room and lock herself up from now on, otherwise she would go crazy.
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The closer she got to his wedding, the more painful she felt. She was not so strong, so strong that she could remain indifferent to the man she loved marrying another woman.
"Stop." A cold voice came from behind.
"Master." The servant greeted him and left wisely.
In the brightly lit hall, Ye Wanwan stood without looking back. The steady footsteps behind her walked toward her. Jian Zhipei put one hand in his pocket and looked at her condescendingly.
"Why do you run away when you meet? You don't even say hello?" Jian Zhipei asked angrily.
Ye Wanwan looked away, "It's very late, I want to go back to the room to rest."
Jian Zhipei suddenly felt a little irritable. He glanced at the time on his watch. It was ten o'clock, but he wanted to stay with her for a while longer.
"Do you have time? Come have a drink with me." Jian Zhipei asked her.
"No." Ye Wanwan decisively refused.
"Didn't you say you are my friend? Let's have a drink as friends and it won't take up too much of your time." Jian Zhipei insisted.
Ye Wanwan closed her eyes and suppressed the feeling in her heart that she wanted to accompany him. She was about to refuse. At this time, her wrist was clasped by a big palm. Without saying a word, the man pulled her domineeringly.
Over to the wine cellar.
Ye Wanwan thought he wanted to drink a drink in the restaurant, but apparently she guessed wrong. This man had a very luxurious wine room in his basement, which contained a variety of top-quality wines.
Ye Wanwan stepped out of the elevator and looked dumbfounded at the dimly lit and hazy wine room.
"Do we have to come here to drink?" Ye Wanwan asked quietly.
Jian Zhipei turned to look at her, "Are you afraid that I will do something bad to you?"
Ye Wanwan glanced at him, hadn't he already done everything he needed to do? What else would she be afraid of? She just felt that because of her status, she shouldn't be in the same room with him.
And there are no servants here, it's like a separate environment.
"Don't worry! I just want to drink, and I'm not interested in anything else." After Jian Zhipei finished speaking, he took off his outer suit, revealing a dark shirt underneath, revealing his perfect figure.
The golden light enveloped him, making him handsome and delicate. His slender fingers were tapping beside the wine cabinet, as if he was picking his favorite wine.
This scene made the aristocratic temperament in him particularly strong.
His appearance alone makes women's hearts flutter. If he were gentler, if his eyes were more affectionate, no woman would be able to escape his grasp.
Ye Wanwan suddenly felt a sore nose and moved her eyes away. If she continued to look at it, she was afraid that she would be unable to control herself and rush over to hug his lower back, feeling the tenderness of their past love.
"What do you want to drink?" Jian Zhipei turned around and asked her.
"I don't care." Ye Wanwan was just accompanying him.
Jian Zhipei raised his lips and smiled, reached out and took out a bottle, opened the bottle cap very skillfully, took out two goblets, poured two glasses of red wine, and handed one to her.
Ye Wanwan stood in front of the wine cabinet, looking at the glass of red wine. At this moment, she really wanted to get drunk. She thought, if she was drunk, could she sleep until the afternoon tomorrow? She wouldn't have to
Think about him marrying someone else.
Ye Wanwan reached out to take it unceremoniously, picked it up and poured it into his mouth. He chose sweet wine, which tasted good.
Jian Zhipei held on to the wine glass and looked at her with some surprise. Does this girl know how to taste wine? She drank such a good wine as water?
"One more cup, fill it up." Ye Wanwan handed the cup to her and said very proudly.
Jian Zhipei was immediately amused. His eyes looked at the light, deep and bright, very charming.
"Are you sure this is wine tasting?" Jian Zhipei said while pouring her another half glass.
Ye Wanwan didn't want to be too polite to him, because tomorrow he would be someone else's husband, and it would be impossible for her to control him.
"Fill it up, please, don't be so stingy, okay?" Ye Wanwan propped up his chin, looking like I can drink a lot.
Jian Zhipei added some more to her, and when the cup was almost full, he asked with some worry, "Are you sure you want to drink like this?"