May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

Young Master Shen's gaze softened instantly. He raised his hand, his fingertips brushing against her lips to wipe away the crumbs of pastry.

"Still like a child." Young Master Shen said indulgently.

Wen Qinglan blushed.

-

Wen Qinglan didn't return until dusk. She went directly to Wen Yuanshu's courtyard and told her about meeting in three days.

Wen Yuanshu naturally nodded in agreement.

When this was mentioned, Lu Chengyuan was also there. As soon as Wen Qinglan left, he said, "I'll go with you then."

Wen Yuanshu glanced at him and sneered, "You have no official status, what are you going there for?"

At this moment, Lu Chengyuan could only look up at the sky, his face full of regret.

I wish I could go back to that time and slap myself hard.

He's a foul-mouthed person.

Lu Chengyuan sighed and remained silent.

Wen Yuanshu lowered her eyelashes, a fleeting smile flashing across her eyes.

-

Having finally finished dealing with the girls' school, Wen Yuanshu wanted to rest for a few days, but the next day, Wen Rang actually came looking for her.

Knowing that Lu Chengyuan seemed hostile towards her, Wen Yuanshu went to the front hall by herself.

Wen Rang was sitting in the front hall drinking tea.

He seemed to be very afraid of the cold, as he was already wearing a fox fur coat and holding a hand warmer in his hands.

Upon seeing Wen Yuanshu, he temporarily put the hand warmer aside, cupped his hands in greeting to her, and then picked it up again: "Miss Wen, it's been so long, how have you been?"

Wen Yuanshu curtsied in return, saying, "It's all good, thank you for your concern, Young Master Wen."

Wen Rang smiled gently: "Actually, ever since I returned to the capital, I've wanted to have a good talk with Miss Wen, but unfortunately I haven't had the chance."

Wen Yuanshu also laughed: "Fate is such an elusive thing, it's hard to say."

Having grasped the meaning behind her words, Wen Rang couldn't help but lower his head and smile wryly: "Miss Wen is indeed very direct."

Wen Yuanshu pursed her lips: "Young Master Wen, is there something you need to visit today?"

Wen Rang nodded slightly, his tone seemingly joking, but his eyes were unusually serious: "As the saying goes, a life-saving grace should be repaid with one's life—"

Seeing Wen Yuanshu's brows furrow slightly, Wen Rang lowered his eyelashes and subtly changed the subject: "But I am not feeling well and dare not delay Miss Wen, so I came to ask if there is anything I can help you with?"

“Young Master Wen, there’s no need for that,” Wen Yuanshu frowned slightly. “Anyone would have done the same thing as me back then. It was really just a small favor.”

After all, who could sit idly by when a living person is smashed right at their feet?

“But it was you, Miss Wen, who was there that day,” Wen Rang said. “For Miss Wen, it was just a small favor, but for me, it was a real life-saving grace.”

Wen Yuanshu looked at him, unsure of what to say for a moment.

She was no young, so how could she not see through Wen Rang's intentions?

After a long pause, Wen Yuanshu finally said, "To be honest, I already have someone I like."

Wen Rang was slightly taken aback: "Is it that Young Master Lu?"

Wen Yuanshu nodded.

“…Heh,” Wen Rang chuckled, a hint of self-mockery in his voice, “I always seem to be a step too late.”

His words sounded rather strange, and Wen Yuanshu didn't immediately respond.

Wen Rang lowered his head, seemingly lost in memories.

That day, he had an argument with his family and, in a fit of anger, left home and hid in a secluded place, not wanting to see anyone.

Unfortunately, he fell ill.

To make matters worse, he didn't even have a personal attendant with him, nor did he have his usual medication.

If he were to fall there, he would surely die.

But just then, Wen Yuanshu arrived.

It was as if a goddess had descended to earth, specifically to save him.

But when he woke up again, he was in his bedroom. Everyone said that it was Doctor Zhou who saved him and brought him back, and there was no woman involved.

Immediately afterward, before he could even go out to search, the Duke of Li forcibly sent him to another place, telling him to rest and recuperate.

Wen Rang's inner self was completely at odds with his sickly appearance.