The man who had been calm in the strong winds and waves for many years found that his heart was beating so hard that it was unbearable. Why was it still like this after so many years?
"Yan Nanfeng, are you out of your mind? What on earth do you mean?" An angry female voice sounded from behind him, and he slowly turned around.
"Yabei," she tried her best to suppress her emotions and kept her calmest tone, "We haven't seen you for so many years, why are you still so short-tempered?"
"If you have something to tell me, I'm not interested in dating you." Ning Yabei glared at the man opposite her with a somewhat angry look. Yan Nanfeng couldn't help but smile, sat down at the table, and ironed the tea set.
The impudent woman poured a cup of tea.
"Sit down and let's talk." The man looked at his hands, shaking slightly. "Let's talk about Xiaoman..."
The woman who was originally holding her temper and didn't even want to sit down couldn't help but froze when she heard her daughter's name, "Xiaoman has nothing to do with you, I don't need you to talk to me!"
Yan Nanfeng raised his head from the tea set, looked at Ning Yabei and expressed her intention to take the seat next to her. Under the gentle yet majestic gaze, the reluctant woman still compromised and sat down.
"Yabei, why didn't you tell me back then... If you had known it then, everything would have been different in the future."
Time has carved deep marks on this man's body, wearing away the edges and youthfulness of his youth but bringing about a more calm and open-minded temperament.
He looked at the woman opposite him almost greedily, and his mood at this time was indescribably complicated.
As she got older, the powerful enthusiasm and exciting shyness of her youth were all gone. But even though the corners of her eyes had grown wrinkled and her eyes no longer had the kind of tenderness that could set people on fire, he still
He felt that she was the most beautiful woman, the woman he had loved most in his life.
In fact, during these more than twenty years, Yan Nanfeng did not miss her all the time. It can even be said that he did not think of her often.
He is not a procrastinator. Now that he has made a decision and takes responsibility, he will not look back and hesitate again.
No matter how difficult it is, what he lacks most is willpower and self-control.
For more than twenty years, his habit of getting up at five o'clock every morning for a morning run has never stopped.
Some things cannot be interrupted, and you cannot indulge yourself even once, because if you do it once, there will be a second time and a third time.
Just like Ning Yabei, since the two broke up, Yan Nanfeng has never visited her or inquired about her...anything and people related to her have been isolated by him
.When this almost self-destructive self-repression gradually evolved into a habit, he knew that he could not break it...until today.
"Why do I have to tell you? Yan Nanfeng, do you think everyone is going to take over your Madam Yan's throne? Yes, I was the one who liked you first and I pursued you shamelessly, but this does not mean that I can be shameless
To the point of using a child to keep a man!"
Ning Yabei didn't make any unnecessary struggles, and almost instantly accepted the relationship between Qin Xiaoman and him. After getting to know her well many years ago, she knew clearly that since this man could find her here today, he must have verified it.
In fact, all quibbles and deceptions are just a waste of time.