Night Fire Lingering

Wen Muzhi suddenly stood up, his expression changing repeatedly.

Surprise, delight, anticipation, resistance... a mix of emotions flashed across her face.

Wen Yan frowned, and then Gu Yanci walked in.

“Brother Ci…” Wen Muzhi walked over, his gaze fixed on Gu Yanci.

Gu Yanci immediately found Wen Yan on the sofa and asked her, "Is everything settled?"

Wen Yan was a little confused and remained leaning on the sofa, too lazy to move: "Why are you here?"

Ignored, Wen Muzhi grew even more anxious and called out, "Brother Ci!"

Gu Yanci then looked at Wen Muzhi, raised an eyebrow, and asked what was wrong.

Wen Muzhi took a deep breath and mustered his courage to ask, "Brother Ci, I... I want to talk to you, is that alright?"

She really couldn't take it anymore.

She wants to confront them!

She wants to know!

Gu Yanci looked at Wen Yan, but the latter had already closed her eyes again for a short rest, looking somewhat tired.

Hearing the sound of two people going up the stairs until their footsteps disappeared at the top, Wen Yan opened her eyes indifferently, a hint of mockery on her face.

Look, she's already spending time alone with Wen Muzhi right away.

She definitely made the right decision to get a divorce!

Second floor reception room.

There was silence.

There were some photos on the display shelf. Gu Yanci quickly glanced through them. They were photos of the Wen family, including pictures of them traveling together, Wen Muzhi winning a competition, and Wen Junming skiing...

Not a single one belongs to Wen Yan.

Wen Muzhi took a shallow breath and slowly said, "Brother Ci, you and Wen Yan... Yan Yan said that you have already signed the divorce agreement..."

Wen Muzhi didn't ask the follow-up question, "Is that so?", but the look in his eyes when he looked at Gu Yanci was clearly asking for a definite answer.

Gu Yanci leaned against the table, his posture relaxed, completely different from Wen Muzhi's tension and nervousness.

Wen Muzhi noticed that Gu Yanci's nonchalant demeanor was sometimes quite similar to Wen Yan's—they were remarkably well-matched.

This realization set off alarm bells in Wen Muzhi's mind once again.

"What do you want to know?" Gu Yanci didn't like people beating around the bush.

Wen Muzhi lowered his eyes to look at the floor, pursed his lips, and mustered up his courage to look at Gu Yanci.

“Brother Ci, you have taken good care of me over the years. Whenever I feel unwell, you are always there for me. You have even prepared a special medical team for me. I am very grateful and touched.”

Gu Yanci tapped the table with his long, slender fingers, looking somewhat impatient.

I wonder if Wen Yan will sneak away while he's here for a few minutes.

That woman was like a cat, delicate and smooth to the touch.

"Brother Ci, I...you have such feelings for me..."

Wen Muzhi originally wanted to ask, "Do you have feelings for me?", but when she met Gu Yanci's gentle yet cold gaze, she immediately lost her confidence.

The words caught in her throat, but she became humble: "I...I like you! After you and Yan Yan divorce, we...we'll be together, okay?"

Upon hearing the confession, Gu Yanci's face remained expressionless, and even the indifference in his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

Wen Muzhi clenched his fists, looking at Gu Yanci nervously, full of anticipation.

Finally, the man made a move.

Gu Yanci shook his head without the slightest hesitation.

Wen Muzhi's eyes welled up with tears, whether from sadness or shame and indignation, it was hard to tell.

"Why...why?" Wen Muzhi blurted out, "I like you, and you like me, so why can't we be together? Brother Ci, aren't you afraid of what others will say!"

"Muzhi." The man's thin lips parted slightly as he spoke, calmly uttering incredibly cruel words, "Everything I've done is related to your hand injury."

—Not because I like you.

This reminder suddenly enlightened Wen Muzhi, as if he had found a thread that made sense, and all the things that had puzzled him before became clear.

Each time, she managed to trick him into coming to her side by pretending to have a hand injury, but she never truly felt that Gu Yanci cared about her as a person.

It seems that all he cares about is her left hand!

Her left hand was injured by Wen Yan!

Wen Muzhi was so shocked that he staggered back two steps and fell to the ground.

She looked up at Gu Yanci, tears welling up uncontrollably in her eyes.

However, the man she had longed for for many years was looking down at her, showing no intention of picking her up!

"Why? Why?!" Wen Muzhi lost control of his emotions. "Don't tell me it's because of Wen Yan! You're both getting a divorce!"

Gu Yanci had no intention of explaining to her.

He didn't even want to say another word to her.

divorce?

Ah!

"Gu Yanci, do you like Wen Yan?" Wen Muzhi persisted, she didn't believe it.

The way Gu Yanci looked at her changed at that moment.

He hadn't expected that Wen Muzhi would be able to see through it.

Wen Muzhi was so shocked that he couldn't speak for several seconds, stammering incredulously, "You...you really like Wen Yan? How could you...didn't you hate Wen Yan? Wen Yan is so spoiled, so demanding, so...how could you?"

Delicate?

Gu Yanci knew that Wen Yan was delicate, but in his opinion, it was only natural for Wen Yan to be a little delicate.

作？

Gu Yanci hadn't noticed it; he just thought the girl was sometimes a bit difficult to please.

"The medical team will still keep you on their side. Take care of yourself." Gu Yanci's patience ran out. He left with those words and turned to go downstairs.

"Gu Yanci, are you making it up to me on behalf of Wen Yan?" Wen Muzhi shouted.

Gu Yanci paused briefly before continuing downstairs.

Wen Muzhi wept uncontrollably, crying his heart out. The sorrow in his eyes gradually turned into resentment, and finally into hatred.

-

Wen Yan leaned back on the sofa, half asleep and half awake.

Suddenly, Wen Yonghai's enthusiastic yet obsequious voice rang out: "Aci, what brings you here? I rushed back from the company as soon as I heard you were coming!"

Wen Yan opened her eyes groggily and saw Gu Yanci coming downstairs. Wen Yonghai, who had returned at some point, walked towards Gu Yanci.

"Come pick up Wen Yan." Gu Yanci glanced at Wen Yonghai coldly, his expression extremely imposing.

Wen Yonghai immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He forced a smile and said, "Xianxu, I heard you and Yan Yan are having some relationship problems? Young people always argue, she's immature, I've already talked to her about it! Don't hold a grudge against a woman, okay?"

Wen Yonghai's approach was to indiscriminately belittle Wen Yan without asking any questions.

Gu Yanci didn't bother to say another word to Wen Yonghai. He picked up Wen Yan's shoulder bag and said, "Let's go."

Wen Yan didn't want to leave with Gu Yanci, so she stayed on the sofa and didn't move.

Wen Yonghai immediately said, "Hurry up and go home with your man, and stop making him angry all the time!"

She kept calling him "your man," as if afraid that Gu Yanci would no longer be Wen Yan's man.