The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 440 The Ex-Wife, the Villain (Part 7): You Have at Least Three Things to Say

When Zeng Xiaoxian returned to the apartment, only Hu Yifei was left in the kitchen washing dishes in room 3601.

After returning, Guan Gu Shenqi looked around and couldn't help but ask, "Yifei, where are Wen Sang and the others? Didn't you just call Teacher Zeng and say that Mrs. Wen knew about Yu Mo and Wen Sang's relationship?"

Guan Gu paused for a moment, then asked in alarm, "Could it be that Yu Mo and Mrs. Wen ended up in the hospital after their fight?"

"What are you guessing?" Hu Yifei replied while scrubbing the pot vigorously with a steel wool pad. "Wen Sheng took Nuolan to the radio station, and Yu Mo went back next door."

"What happened? They didn't fight?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked.

"You really want to see them fight, don't you?" Hu Yifei glared at him.

"How could that be?" Zeng Xiaoxian quickly shook his head, then asked, "What exactly happened just now?"

If we were to ask who, besides Yu Mo herself, was most worried about Nuolan finding out about her relationship with Wen Sheng, it would undoubtedly be Zeng Xiaoxian.

Before he was exposed, he could still avoid being completely caught in a dilemma by operating discreetly. But once exposed, he would be completely caught in the middle.

Moreover, Nuolan had asked him to be an undercover agent before, but he didn't pass on any useful information. If Nuolan finds out now, wouldn't that mean he really had been deceiving her all along?
Or... say that you are a mentally challenged blind person who really knows nothing about this matter?

That would require Nuolan to know first!
He was already in a real bind because Nuolan had emphasized his undercover identity again, and after hearing Hu Yifei's words on the phone just now, he almost exploded.

Moreover, if Nuolan and Wensheng suddenly break up, he can hardly help but wonder if Director Nuolan might take her anger out on him. This kind of love-hate entanglement is the most troublesome. After all, he had previously said that he hoped Director Nuolan would take care of him because he was Wensheng's good friend and neighbor!
Now things are really messed up. If Director Nuo gets angry and gives him some "special treatment," he'll probably be back on the aid list for the Alashan Desert.

They say that people experience a revolving lantern before they die. Just now, after hearing what Hu Yifei said on the phone, he vaguely saw himself in a vast desert, living in a shed made of wood and plastic, doing a live radio broadcast. The only person around him was an alpaca...

Damn it, Wen Sheng got all the good stuff while chasing girls, so why is he the one who has to bear the bad stuff?

Is it really a case of fans' actions leading to idols paying the price?
Just as Zeng Xiaoxian held his breath, his heart pounding, and his mind began to race, Hu Yifei finally spoke:
"Wen Sheng brought Nuolan to the apartment just now, saying that Nuolan would be staying there for the next few days. Then Yu Mo, the two of them, and I had dinner together. Tang Youyou and Lu Ziqiao came back halfway through the meal..."

Hu Yifei put down her bowl, picked up a ball of steel wool, and vividly recounted what had happened during the meal, interspersed with her analysis of the battlefield situation at the time.

Guan Gu Shenqi listened intently, sometimes inhaling and sometimes exhaling, his teeth clenched tightly, like an audience member listening to a storyteller.

While Zeng Xiaoxian's mood wasn't quite as dramatic, it was equally gloomy.

"After Nuolan left, Yumo told me that Nuolan overheard their conversation at the bathroom door, which is why I called you back to help me figure out a solution."

After Hu Yifei finished recounting what had just happened, she went to the water dispenser to get a drink.

After a brief moment of shock, the two men fell into a long silence.

"What should we do now, Zeng Xiaoxian?" Seeing that they were silent, Hu Yifei took the initiative to ask.

Zeng Xiaoxian, looking exasperated, said, "You're asking me? How am I supposed to know what to do?"

“You’re Nuolan’s partner. I called you back so you can test Nuolan’s attitude when you go to work later.” Hu Yifei stated her current plan directly.

"Testing me? I'm afraid you'll end up visiting me in the hospital!"

"..."

"By the way, Yifei, since Mrs. Wen overheard Youyou and Yumo's conversation, what was her attitude afterwards?" Guan Gu Shenqi suddenly asked at this moment.

"Attitude?" Hu Yifei thought for a moment and then shook her head, saying, "No attitude, just very calm."

"Then do you think it's possible that Nolan didn't actually hear it?"

"Come on, with the soundproofing of this bathroom door, it would be strange if Nuolan couldn't hear it." Hu Yifei snorted, then added, "Besides, although Nuolan appeared calm, do you think I wouldn't sense that murderous aura?"

She paused for a moment, then added, "I guess Nuolan doesn't want to break off relations right now, after all, she's a respectable person."

Upon hearing this, Guan Gu Shenqi nodded. This was very much in line with the image of Mrs. Wen that he knew.

But then he added, "Could it be that Yu Mo only has a crush on Wen Sang, which is why Nuolan didn't show it? Otherwise, she might seem petty?"

"Big brother, you've already kissed her husband, and you're still shouting that you want to compete with her. Is this still a secret crush?" Hu Yifei said irritably.

"Uh... okay, I forgot about that."

Guan Gu Shenqi scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, but immediately suppressed his smile when he saw Hu Yifei's expression.

"Then...then now..."

Now that the conversation had reached this point, the two of them turned their attention to Zeng Xiaoxian.

"When Nuolan left just now, she told you not to be late for work later. I bet she's going to ask you about this." Perhaps worried that Zeng Xiaoxian was unreliable, Hu Yifei added, "When the time comes, remember to say what you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't say!"

"..."

……

Zeng Xiaoxian never imagined that his peaceful undercover life would be so completely shattered, nor did he expect that he, as an undercover agent, would be manipulated by both sides and suspected by both.

The people in the apartment were worried he would tip them off, but Nolan also felt that what he said might not be true...

Now Zeng Xiaoxian understands why undercover agents never have a good ending. No wonder the people in Guan Gu's story chose to commit seppuku when faced with such a choice. Not to mention them, he now wants to commit seppuku too.

But unfortunately, no matter how terrified he was, he still had to go to work at the radio station tonight, and still had to... face the storm.

Shanghai Broadcasting Building.

When Zeng Xiaoxian arrived at the studio, Nuolan had already started preparing by looking at the script.

"Director Nuo... you're here so early today! No wonder you were able to become the director! I still have a lot to learn from your spirit!"

Although he was very unsure of himself, he knew that flattery would always work, so Zeng Xiaoxian immediately put on his signature sly smile and started flattering him.

Nuolan, who was reading the script, merely glanced at him and then said indifferently to the script in her hand, "Is it early? There's not much time left before the broadcast. If we don't put more effort into the program, I'll be worried about going to the Alashan Desert as the deputy director of the channel."

"..."

As soon as Nuolan spoke, Zeng Xiaoxian was startled, and the topic suddenly became heavy.

Seeing Nuolan looking down at her manuscript, Zeng Xiaoxian had a thought. He walked stiffly to his seat and then cautiously asked, "Um, I heard you went to the apartment today?"

"Yes."

Nuolan responded without looking up, and then said nothing more.

Zeng Xiaoxian felt a chill run down his spine. Although he really wanted to ask if the other person already knew about those things, he didn't dare to ask and could only stand there dumbfounded.

Just as he was considering whether to simply confess and receive leniency, Nuolan spoke up again.

"Aren't you ready to go live yet?"

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian snapped out of his daze and immediately said, "I'll do it, I'll start preparing now."

After saying that, he took out his manuscript and began to familiarize himself with today's content, but his wandering eyes showed that he couldn't concentrate on a single word at the moment.

“Zeng Xiaoxian, just a friendly reminder: Lisa was going to talk to you about all the mistakes you made during your last live stream. I explained that you weren’t feeling well. If you make too many mistakes today, you’d better cover your face with talcum powder or hemorrhoid cream when you go to work tomorrow.”

"..."

Nuolan spoke calmly, which made Zeng Xiaoxian's heart tighten. He quickly forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely take it seriously, I will definitely take it seriously, and I will never do it like before."

"Seriously?" Nuolan's tone changed, and her gaze finally shifted from the manuscript to Zeng Xiaoxian's face. "It had better be that way."

"..."

Although he didn't know if there was any hidden meaning in Nuolan's words, Zeng Xiaoxian tensed up under these circumstances. After the live broadcast ended, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and there was even a butt print on the chair when he got up.

"Not bad. Although your tone was a bit stiff throughout the show, at least you didn't make any basic mistakes like stuttering or misspelling words like before."

After the show ended, Nuolan was organizing her manuscript when she glanced at Zeng Xiaoxian, who was slumped in a chair next to her, looking as if he had just finished running a marathon.

Zeng Xiaoxian forced a smile onto his face. At this moment, all his previous strength... well, his mental fortitude had been completely worn away by the show just now.

"Hehe, I've always been professional and serious about my work." "That's good."

Nuolan nodded, and just as Zeng Xiaoxian, who was exhausted, let out a long sigh of relief, she suddenly asked again, "Then, are you professional and serious about the work I assigned you?"

"Uh...ho...ho...cough cough..."

Zeng Xiaoxian, who hadn't caught his breath, almost rolled his eyes back. He quickly coughed and patted his chest.

Just as he was turning around a little, Nuolan handed him a glass of water.

"Thank you... thank you..."

"You're welcome," Nolan said with a smile.

The studio lights weren't very bright. Someone had turned off one of the lights outside the glass wall, and the dim light made the illumination slightly softer, but when it shone on Nuolan's face, it made half of her profile disappear into the shadows.

Her long eyelashes obscured the color in her eyes. She looked at Zeng Xiaoxian and said slowly, "When people are nervous, they get tired. When people are tired, they want to drink water. After drinking water, they sigh. When they sigh, they want to say what's on their mind. Go ahead, you have at least three things to say."

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was drinking water, paused, staring at Nuolan in front of him, who seemed to be smiling. He swallowed the water in his mouth, which he couldn't tell was either drinking water or saliva, and nervously said:
"I shouldn't... have betrayed your trust."

“That’s not it,” Nuolan said calmly.

"Being both loyal and righteous is not actually important."

“That’s not it either.” Nolan’s voice gradually turned cold.

Zeng Xiaoxian's teeth began to chatter, and finally he closed his eyes and said, "They wanted me to come here today to test you."

"Test me?"

"I'm testing whether you heard what was going on in the bathroom while you were eating today. I'm testing how you reacted after you heard it!"

Since the conversation had already reached this point, Zeng Xiaoxian, having broken down, decided not to hide anything anymore.

Nolan raised an eyebrow slightly, but there was little surprise in her eyes.

How do you intend to test me?

"I haven't thought it through, no, I dare not think it through!"

"What should I hear? What should my attitude be?"

"When you hear things they dare not let you hear, you can have whatever attitude you want."

"You don't dare let me hear?" Nuolan chuckled lightly. "Kissing my man and stealing my man?"

"..." Zeng Xiaoxian remained silent, too terrified to respond.

"An attitude of strangling the mistress?!"

"..."

“Zeng Xiaoxian, no, Teacher Zeng, that’s what they all call you.”

"You are my teacher." Zeng Xiaoxian forced a smile again.

"Then they are all your friends."

"You are my friend."

"Alright, since I am your teacher and friend, then listen to your teacher and friend and tell me everything about Tang Youyou and Wen Sheng."

"Okay, Wensheng and Tang... huh?"

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was about to confess, froze. He looked up at Nuolan, whose eyes were dark and unfathomable, and the things he was about to say stuck in his throat.

"Don't want to talk? Don't want to betray your friends?" Nuolan narrowed her eyes. "I overheard the conversation in the bathroom. Tang Youyou has a crush on Wen Sheng, kissed him, and plans to confront him at the weekend dinner. I even heard that Qin Yumo has a boyfriend. Now that you're revealing all this, it doesn't count as betraying your friends. Or, is what you just said about me being your friend a lie?"

A few hours ago, Zeng Xiaoxian experienced a revolving lantern that wasn't quite a revolving lantern, because he saw not the past, but the future, living with alpacas in the desert. A few minutes ago, he experienced another revolving lantern, and this time, he actually saw the scenes of living with his apartment friends. At the same time, he knew that those days were gone forever.

But just seconds before, all the images suddenly shattered, and in their place appeared a village nestled among green hills and clear waters, with smoke rising from its chimneys.

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the poem, "The mountains and rivers seem to block the way, but then a village appears amidst the willows and flowers."

Nuolan glanced at the time and said coldly, "Wensheng is coming to pick me up from get off work tonight. There's not much time left."

"I'll say it!" Zeng Xiaoxian's voice held a newfound firmness. In that brief moment, his large mind raced, trying to grasp this last glimmer of hope with his extraordinary wisdom. "I have three more things to say."

"All ears."

"Wen Sheng did not betray you; he was forcibly kissed."

"I believe."

"I don't know if Yu Mo has a boyfriend."

"I remain skeptical."

"Tang Youyou doesn't want to compete with you for a man; she doesn't like Wen Sheng."

"I don't believe it!" Nuolan retorted sharply.

"She's an actress. At most, she just thinks Wen Sheng is handsome. She doesn't actually have a crush on him. Those words were just something she brought up from the set!"

"..." Nuolan frowned. Her first reaction was that Zeng Xiaoxian was talking nonsense to exonerate his rival. But after thinking about it carefully, she felt that what he had said before, such as "This is love, it can't be denied" and "I want to compete with Nuolan, and you can't stop me from having a crush on you", was really outrageous. What normal person would say such things in real life?

It's not some melodramatic romance drama with a Mary Sue twist!

But she was still not quite sure.

Seeing this, Zeng Xiaoxian raised his hand and swore, "I swear on my fate of being exiled to the Alashan Desert, everything I said is true!"

"..."

Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian make such a solemn vow, Nuolan was somewhat inclined to believe him, but given the gravity of the matter, she couldn't afford to be completely careless.

After all, the fact that she was able to invite her ex-husband's friends to dinner at the apartment meant that her chances of remarrying him had increased significantly. But then this happened, so she couldn't afford to take it lightly.

The studio remained silent for a long time before Nuolan finally focused her gaze back on Zeng Xiaoxian's face.

"Let's go home now. We'll talk about it at the formal dinner in a couple of days."

"it is good!"

Whew! A feeling of relief welled up in Zeng Xiaoxian's heart. He leaned on the table and stood up shakily. He didn't dare to linger any longer and picked up his briefcase to leave.

"return!"

Nuolan spoke again, and Zeng Xiaoxian almost went weak in the knees. He turned around and forced a smile to look at her.

"Don't tell them what we just said."

"understand!"

"During the dinner, you should bring up the incident of Wen Sheng being forcibly kissed."

"..."

"After a few rounds of drinks, a show of force to intimidate the mistress, and she'll break down—how wonderful that sounds!"

At this moment, there are less than 48 hours until Saturday's dinner.

Let that bastard fly for a while.

(End of this chapter)