Dressed as a female supporting role, the wandering daughter returns with a strong

Leng Yuexin sighed softly and tried to comfort him again: "Shen Mingyuan, please calm down. Listen to me carefully, okay?"

Shen Mingyuan took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, trying to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, but his deep eyes still flashed with anxiety and uneasiness that were difficult to conceal: "Okay, I'll try... Now, tell me your answer."

Leng Yuexin hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to be honest. She slowly took out her phone, touched the screen with her fingertips, and after unlocking it, a mysterious system interface came into view.

Shen Mingyuan took the phone, frowned, and looked at the screen carefully, but could only see a blank screen.

He looked confused and even a little helpless: "What...what is this? Why can't I see anything?"

Leng Yuexin took the phone back and after confirming that it was correct, she already had the answer in her mind.

She shook her head slightly, with a hint of bitterness in her tone: "This system task is only visible to me. It is not just a task, but also a responsibility that I cannot escape. It binds me like shackles."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingyuan's face became even gloomier.

He reached out and gently grasped Leng Yuexin's wrist, his eyes showing both confusion and hurt: "So what exactly do you want to say? Stop beating around the bush and just tell me the truth."

Leng Yuexin raised her head and met Shen Mingyuan's eyes. There was both helplessness and determination in her eyes:

"Shen Mingyuan, I admit that my concern for you goes beyond that of an ordinary friend, but it is not out of love between a man and a woman. The mission I carry prevents me from making choices as I please. I hope you can understand that this is not a fact that I can easily change."

A trace of pain flashed in Shen Mingyuan's eyes. He suddenly closed the distance between him and Leng Yuexin, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"Don't use these high-sounding reasons to reject me. Your eyes and every subtle movement of yours are telling me that I am in your heart. You can't fool me, and you can't fool yourself."

Leng Yuexin felt Shen Mingyuan approaching. She tried to stay calm and gently placed her hands on Shen Mingyuan's chest, trying to create some distance between them. However, her voice trembled involuntarily:

"Shen Mingyuan, you deserve someone better, and my heart does not belong to you. I'm really sorry, but I hope you can find your own happiness."

Shen Mingyuan's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Leng Yuexin deeply, with love, hatred, unwillingness and relief intertwined in his eyes. Finally, he let go of her hand, turned around and left, his steps heavy and resolute.

"Leng Yuexin, remember this," he stood at the door without looking back, but his voice was clearly heard by Leng Yuexin, "One day, I will prove to you that I, Shen Mingyuan, am enough to make you regret your decision today."

As the door slammed shut, Leng Yuexin was left alone, tears welling up in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart, and then left.

Return to the Wen family.

She sat on the sofa and picked up her mobile phone as usual. As her fingertips slid, the information on the screen came into view.

She checked the favorability of those people one by one and found that many of them had reached the maximum value. But fortunately, this was not a copy elimination, so the people with full favorability did not suffer any accidents like before.

When her eyes fell on Shen Mingyuan's name, the 101% favorability was like a sharp blade, piercing her heart.

This 1% excess is not just a tiny difference in numbers, but a true reflection of the complex emotions deep in Shen Mingyuan's heart - from love to hate, it is delicate and intense, making people feel distressed and helpless.

She smiled bitterly, as if releasing the pressure in her heart, then slowly put her phone aside, closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

The wedding bells rang melodiously. Leng Yuexin, wearing an exquisite Xiuhe dress, looked like a fairy walking out of an ancient painting.

She had a graceful figure, and the wedding dress embroidered with gold and silver threads made her look even more luxurious and charming. She was so beautiful that President Lan could hardly take his eyes off her. His heart was filled with unbelievable joy, as if this was a beautiful dream that belonged only to him.

Lu Cheng showed up as promised, his face changing from gloomy to bright, with complex emotions surging in his deep eyes.

Xia Yi's unexpected arrival was like a stone thrown into the center of a lake, causing ripples and filling the entire wedding scene with an indescribable atmosphere.

Lu Cheng stood in the audience, his eyes red, his emotions almost breaking through the cage of reason. Every time he wanted to step forward, he was stopped by Xia Yi with his calmness.

During the toasting session, Leng Yuexin took President Lan's hand and slowly walked towards the table where Xia Yi and Lu Cheng were sitting.

Xia Yi had a faint smile on his face, but behind that smile was a deep sadness and helplessness. He whispered to Mr. Lan, "I wish you a long and happy life together. Please cherish her."

Hearing this, President Lan's eyes became more determined. He held Leng Yuexin's hand tightly and promised solemnly: "I will, thank you for your blessing. I will use all of me to love her, protect her, and make her happy."

Lu Cheng, on the other hand, had a cold expression on his face, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring straight at Leng Yuexin, his eyes contained both unwillingness and resentment.

Lu Cheng's abnormal behavior made Leng Yuexin suspect guiltily that this was not a copy.

Xia Yi obviously noticed Lu Cheng's abnormality. He patted Lu Cheng's shoulder gently and whispered in a tone that only the two of them could understand:

"Let's drink, Lu Cheng, and let everything in the past go with the wind. Today is their day, and we should wish them the best."

Under Xia Yi's consolation, Lu Cheng was finally moved. He picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, revealing a kind of determination and release in his action.

It seemed that as he drank the glass of wine, he also temporarily sealed up the emotional entanglement in his heart.

Xia Yi also raised his glass and drank it together with Lu Cheng, temporarily putting aside this complicated emotional entanglement.

Afterwards, Leng Yuexin and President Lan continued their toasting journey and went to the next table of guests.

Xia Yi and Lu Cheng stayed where they were, their figures gradually blurred in the laughter of the guests, but the complex and subtle emotional entanglement, like the aroma of wine, lingered for a long time.

The noise of the wedding gradually faded away, and the two finally returned to their cozy little home.

Leng Yuexin walked out of the bathroom lightly, with only a delicate bath towel wrapped around her body. Water droplets slowly slid down her fair skin, adding a bit of unintentional temptation.

Mr. Lan sat upright beside the bed, his eyes accidentally meeting Leng Yuexin's. In an instant, his cheeks seemed to be dyed red by the setting sun, and his heartbeat accelerated as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

He tried to stay calm, but the panic in his eyes was hard to conceal. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, then slowly unclenched.