I almost touched the moon

I don't know what he was talking about, but Director He smiled and said, "I have a daughter who is 23 years old this year and is currently studying for a master's degree in the UK. She has returned to China in the past few days and was originally planning to come to Hong Kong, but the Winter Olympics are about to start, so she is watching them in Beijing."

When I heard the word "Winter Olympics", the hand holding the spoon paused, and my thoughts, which had been wandering for a long time, returned to the dinner table.

She heard Isabella say, "Yes, the Winter Olympics is in Beijing this time, so it's very popular. What sports does Miss He like? My son likes ice hockey very much, and he even learned it for a while when he was a child."

"She likes skiing." Director He laughed dryly and said, "There is a boy in the ski team named Cheng Che, the eldest son of Puhua Group. Mr. Cheng is an Olympic champion and very popular. My daughter likes it too. So, she refused to come to Hong Kong with me no matter what. I was surprised. Is skiing really that fun?"

"The eldest son of Puhua Group?"

Isabella had her assistant investigate Wen Yiheng, so she naturally knew some things. She didn't dare to say it out loud, so she could only look at Wen Yiheng and Wen Song meaningfully, and said with a smile: "I saw it on the news. According to the eyes of young people, it is indeed good-looking. By the way, Lucille, I remember that your hometown is Hangzhou, and Mr. Cheng is also from Hangzhou. LK and Puhua have cooperated a lot, so you must know him, do you know what's going on?"

Wen Yiheng laughed dryly and said, "I know him, but I don't really know him. My cooperation with Mr. Cheng is limited to the business field, and I don't know much about his family affairs. After all, I'm not some housewife who is so bored as to pry into other people's private lives."

Director He saw that the atmosphere was becoming more tense, so he said in a joking tone, "Come to think of it, when Mr. Cheng came to Beijing, I asked him a question, and it turned out that Mr. Cheng seemed to have a girlfriend. My daughter was sad for several days because of this.

But I want to say, you can't find a husband like this, it's too insecure. For example, our Director Ling, I heard that there are girls sending flowers to you in the Hangzhou branch. Old Ling, look at you, you are so romantic at your age. Xiao Fang, you have to tell your boss's wife to take good care of your Director Ling! "

Ling Yi picked up the wine glass and said, "Director He, if you don't choreograph me for a day, will I feel uncomfortable all over? Okay, okay, it's my fault. I will punish myself by drinking three glasses of wine."

When Wen Song heard their words, her heart beat uncontrollably and her mind went blank. After so long, she still felt so sad when she heard Cheng Che's name.

Wen Yiheng noticed her reaction, patted her back gently, and asked in a low voice in German: "Are you okay?"

Wen Song nodded and smiled faintly, indicating that it was okay.

They soon started talking about other topics, but Wen Song couldn't calm down for a long time. She was furious that Wen Yiheng knew that she had social anxiety, but still insisted on letting her attend such a party. She was even more angry because she couldn't control the sadness in her heart when she heard Cheng Che's name.

Fortunately, her assistant called her 15 minutes later, and she was able to escape. Wen Yiheng was obviously dissatisfied with her early departure and asked her in a low voice: "Is it so urgent? Can't we talk about it after dinner?"

"No." Wen Song shook his head, "Because tomorrow is the weekend, the problem must be solved today."

After saying that, she didn't even wait for Wen Yiheng's answer. She stood up, said goodbye to everyone else, picked up her bag and left in a hurry.

She declined the driver's offer to take her home, hailed a taxi and told the driver, "Go to the airport."

On the way to the airport, she received a call from Wen Yiheng. She said with some dissatisfaction: "Ilia, I am really disappointed in you. Why are you always so autistic? It's just a meal. What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Just a meal?" We were also a little angry, "You knew I was socially anxious, why did you bring me to such an occasion?"

"You have social phobia?" Wen Yiheng laughed in disbelief. "My dear, you face so many students in class every day. Now you tell me that you have social phobia. Do you think I will believe such a ridiculous reason?"

"You have completely defeated Isabella today, and my mission is accomplished." Wen Song said bluntly, "Lawyer Wen, I don't need you to judge my attitude towards life."

"Yes, I won't judge you, but I think you take yourself too seriously." Wen Yiheng said angrily, "You promised me what happened today, I didn't force you to do it."

Wen Song was silent for a while, then said, "But you didn't tell me in advance that there would be so many people."

"So? Do I need to tell you the name of everyone attending the dinner and their background?" Wen Yiheng asked back, "Your lectures are often attended by people, so what's the problem?"

"Can you respect me?" Wen Song was even more unhappy. "I really have social phobia and I don't want to see people. I get annoyed when I see people. I'm really annoyed now. Can you please stop bothering me, Lawyer Wen?"

"Don't I respect you?" Wen Yiheng sneered in anger, "Fine, I don't respect you but I am willing to pay you 20 euros to invite you to a dinner party. I don't know what else you are dissatisfied with. Iseylia, you should have known that if it was your own salary, you wouldn't earn half of what I'm giving you today in a year, Professor."

She deliberately emphasized the word "professor" at the end, adding a hint of sarcasm.

"Yes, I will never be able to earn the money you give me in my lifetime, so what?" Wen Song asked, "What am I to you? Do you really care about me? I am just a tool for you to show off in front of your competitors. Lawyer Wen, I want money, and you want a daughter who will make you proud. We each get what we need."

As soon as the words came out, Wen Song felt that it was a bit too much. Wen Yiheng had never forced her in the past few years, and today he had no choice but to do it for work. And her anger was actually more... because she heard them mention Cheng Che during dinner today, so she became a little out of control.

Wen Yiheng was obviously a little angry because of her words, and he became outspoken for a while, "You are really selfish and cold. You only care about yourself and never consider others. It is because of your character that Cheng Che broke up with you. He loves you so much, but he can't stand you, how can others stand you.

Don't pretend that Cheng Che is sorry for you in front of Xuanyan and the others. Cheng Che is not sorry for you. He is doing very well. It is you who has a weird personality and you have character flaws. It is a normal choice for him to break up with you. If I were him, I would not be able to live with you for a day. I suggest you see a psychiatrist as soon as possible. "

"Yeah, I know, I have a bad personality." Wen Song smiled bitterly, "So he doesn't love me anymore. But I can't change it, I am just this kind of person. Whether I have a mental illness or not is none of your business. I'll die if I die. Anyway, I didn't really want to live anyway."

"Ilia sorry..." Wen Yiheng also sighed after hearing Wen Song's words, "That's not what I meant. Where are you? Have you returned home?"

"On the way to the airport." Wen Song said calmly, "Back to Munich."

"Ok." Wen Yiheng said nothing more, "Have a safe trip."

She didn’t return to Munich in the end. When she casually checked the flights departing from Hong Kong, her fingers seemed to be out of control and she chose the destination “Beijing”…

After listening to her description, Cheng Che sighed, lowered his head and said, "I didn't break up with you for that reason...I was too naive at that time and didn't understand how much you loved me. Song Song, you are not that kind of person. Mom and I know it. Mom was just angry at the time."

"I know." Wen Song nodded. "Later, she apologized to me and told me that she shouldn't care about my feelings. But many things can't be solved by an apology."

Wen Song's eyes sparkled with tears when he said this. "I can accept that she doesn't approve of my attitude towards life, and even uses me. I don't mind. But I can't accept... She knew how much I loved you and how sad I was after breaking up with you, but she still said that to me. Ah Che... I really missed you at that time. And she was obviously in pain because of the suppression from my grandmother since she was a child, how could she still treat me like that?"

"I know, I know everything." Cheng Che kissed her eyes and hugged her tighter, "I'm sorry, honey, it's my fault too. If only I was by your side at that time..."

Wen Song nodded and said half-jokingly: "Well, you know I am a very vengeful person."

"I know." Cheng Che also smiled. "You can still remember things from more than ten years ago so clearly. Of course you hold a grudge. But baby, that was really just what mom said in anger. She loves you very much. Don't keep it in mind for so long. Mom will be sad."

"She won't." Wen Song muttered, "She will only say, I am telling the truth, you can't deny the truth just because you don't like it."

"Okay~ But don't be sad anymore." Cheng Che picked her up and carried her back to the room and said, "I didn't sleep well this morning, and thinking about these things will make me feel even worse. But Songsong, you hold a grudge so well, why did you forgive me?"

"I haven't forgiven you." Wen Song pointed at the wrinkled kimono on the ground and the straps that had been broken into several pieces. "How are you going to compensate me for what you did to my kimono?"

"Wife, take another look, my suit seems to be even more of a disaster..."

Cheng Che joked with her, but when he saw Wen Song pretending to be angry, he immediately stopped talking and leaned over to kiss her, "Okay, I was wrong, I'll make it up to you, ten more beautiful ones, okay?"

"it is good."

Wen Song raised his eyebrows, and finally smiled on his slightly disappointed face. He put his arms around Cheng Che's neck, raised his body and kissed him passionately. The sound of rain accompanied the panting and groaning in the room, becoming more and more ambiguous...

After a long time, Cheng Che wiped Wen Song's body with a hot towel. Seeing her still blushing face, he couldn't help but lean forward and kiss her. Then he asked the question again, "So, my dear, why did you forgive me in the first place if you hold such a grudge, and why didn't you mention it again?"

"Because..." Wen Song smiled, "No one will love me more than you. Just like when I talked about this with my mother, she would only analyze what I did wrong and convince me to agree with her point of view. But you are not like that. You always go along with me and respect me completely. So I can't live without you. If I don't have you, I will be very sad."

After saying that, she leaned in close to Cheng Che and kissed him, "Ah Che, I really love you."

"I know." Cheng Che showed a somewhat smug smile, "So I am unique to you, because the only person you will forgive is me. Thank you, my wife, I love you too."