Keeping the promise

Seeing Yang Wenju's attitude, Zheng Wancheng pulled Zhong Chunjie into the restaurant unhappily and said, "Solve your own problems!"

Zhong Chunjie was pulled by Zheng Wancheng. She looked back as she walked, her face full of worry and reluctance: "Wancheng, are we just leaving like this? You really don't care?"

Zheng Wancheng kept walking, his face gloomy, "Manage? How can I manage? Yang Wenju is so unreasonable and won't listen to any advice. Let them do whatever they want."

The two found a quiet corner to sit down. Zheng Wancheng was obviously in a bad mood because of what happened just now. She picked up the menu angrily and flipped through it casually, muttering: "A good meal was messed up like this by them."

Zhong Chunjie sighed softly: "Alas, Yang Wenju is the same, she only knows how to cry when something happens, and doesn't think about how to solve it."

At this time, the quarrel in the corner of the restaurant was still going on. Zheng Wancheng frowned and said irritably: "Ignore them, let's order the dishes first and eat our food well."

The waiter came over and Zheng Wancheng absentmindedly ordered a few dishes, but his mind was still on the quarrel outside.

After a long while, Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie finally ordered the dishes. However, their minds still drifted to Qin Huaifeng and Yang Wenju from time to time, secretly speculating in their hearts how things would develop.

At this moment, Qin Huaifeng walked towards Zheng Wancheng and the others with a gloomy face. He stood in front of the table and said in a low voice: "Zheng Wancheng, I am wrong this time. I am sorry for causing trouble for you."

Zheng Wancheng looked up at him and said coldly, "Just keep your own affairs in mind."

Qin Huaifeng bit his lip, seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and finally turned around and left the restaurant silently.

After a while, the dishes were served one after another, but Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie had no appetite.

Zhong Chunjie poked the food in the bowl and said, "Wancheng, do you think Yang Wenju will be okay?"

Zheng Wancheng picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. After chewing for a few times, he said, "She is so grown up now, she should be able to handle her emotions well. Besides, they had already broken up in the first place, so it would be meddling in her affairs if I continue to interfere."

Just as they were eating and chatting, Yang Wenju suddenly appeared at the table.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked a little lonely. She whispered, "Wancheng, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now."

Zheng Wancheng put down his chopsticks and looked at Yang Wenju: "Wenju, love cannot be forced, I hope you can think it through. We are just reminding you as old friends, it is up to you whether you listen to our advice or not." Yang Wenju nodded, slowly turned around and left the restaurant.

Zheng Wancheng and Zhong Chunjie looked at Yang Wenju's departing back, feeling mixed emotions. The delicious meal they had been looking forward to ended in such a complicated mood.

After finishing their meal, Zheng Wancheng, Li Yunxuan and Zhong Chunjie walked out of the restaurant together.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness. Zheng Wancheng originally planned to send Zhong Chunjie home, and said with a smile: "Chunjie, I will take you home."

Zhong Chunjie waved her hand with an apologetic look on her face: "Wancheng, no need. I have something else to deal with quickly, so I'll leave first. You guys should go back early too." After saying that, Zhong Chunjie hurriedly said goodbye to them, and her figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Zheng Wancheng smiled helplessly, then took her son Li Yunxuan's hand and went to the roadside to wait for the bus. The mother and son stood quietly under the street light, and Li Yunxuan leaned against Zheng Wancheng obediently.

At this moment, a cool off-road vehicle came at lightning speed and stopped in front of them. The car window slowly rolled down, Zheng Wancheng looked closely, and a smile of surprise instantly bloomed on his face. He said excitedly: "Xu Junlin, it's you! Long time no see!"

Xu Junlin's handsome and resolute face looked particularly energetic under the light. He laughed heartily and said, "Wancheng, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you here."

Zheng Wancheng's eyes were filled with joy of reunion: "Yeah, this is such a surprise! Did you just come back from a mission?"

Xu Junlin nodded: "Yes, I just finished a trip and passed by here."

Xu Junlin looked at Zheng Wancheng's gentle figure under the street light and said with a smile, "It's so late, and I don't know how long we'll have to wait for the bus. I'll take you home."

Zheng Wancheng hesitated for a moment, looked at his sleepy son beside him, and readily agreed: "That's great, thank you, Junlin."

The three of them got into the car, which was filled with a faint scent of leather. Xu Junlin drove the car attentively, and occasionally stole a glance at Zheng Wancheng through the rearview mirror.

The car was driving smoothly, and Xu Junlin finally couldn't help but ask: "Wancheng, who is this child?"

Zheng Wancheng gently touched her son's head, her face filled with the glow of maternal love, and said, "This is my son, Yunxuan."

Hearing this answer, Xu Junlin's hands gripping the steering wheel tightened unconsciously. His heart felt as if hit by a huge rock, and a feeling of loss instantly spread.

Xu Junlin tried hard to calm his inner turmoil, forced a smile and said, "So that's how it is. The little guy is very cute." However, his eyes could not hide the loss and sadness.

Along the way, Xu Junlin seemed a little silent, only occasionally agreeing with Zheng Wancheng's words about children.

Finally they arrived downstairs of Zheng Wancheng's house. Xu Junlin helped open the car door and watched Zheng Wancheng holding his son's hand and preparing to leave.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just said: "Wancheng, goodbye."