He was the only one who could call her that, so for so many years, no one else had ever called her that. She also thought that she would never hear anyone call her that again, but …
Was she dreaming?
She should be dreaming. In fact, in the first few years, she had been unable to eat or sleep repeatedly. Every night, she would dream of this clear voice, calling her over and over again in her ears, "Qing Meng, Qing Meng …"
But it had already been more than 20 years, no, almost 30 years, right?
She thought that no matter how unforgettable her feelings were, she should have completely let go. Why was she unable to control her emotions when she suddenly heard those two words?
Was she not old?
Not old? She was already in her fifties. How could she not be old?
She was so old that she felt that her heart could no longer beat. She didn't need to think about tomorrow to live a life like Hanwoo's. She just needed to follow her husband. But why did she have to hear those two words now?
Tong Qing Meng's eyes flashed. In that instant, it was as if her entire soul had suddenly pulled back from a distant memory that she couldn't touch. Then, without turning her head, she was about to press the doorbell with her paused hand, but in the next second, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Qing Meng, it's me. I'm Dong Jun."
Tong Qingmeng's eyes flashed and she saw a man standing in front of her. He was even grabbing her hand so wantonly. She only struggled for a moment, but she didn't dare to look at the man's face. "I don't know you. Let go."
She was astonished because she could actually say something like that so calmly.
"Qing Meng, raise your head and look at me. I'm Seo Dong-jun."
How could Seo Dong-jun really let go?
Actually, he had already been to the Family Jiang's door several times. Ever since he found out from Xinwan that her mother was actually Tong Qing Meng, he felt that God was really joking with him!
He waited for more than 10 years for the woman, but 10 years ago, he was told that she was dead.
It was like a bolt from the blue. His heart was like dead ashes. There was a period of time when he even gave up on painting and spent his days drinking. He didn't even know what was left of him. A body without a soul. The woman he loved the most was dead. He knew that he had let her down. Back then, he had left to pursue his dreams. But when he came back, she was dead.
He spent two years reminiscing about their youth from beginning to end. Then, he began to travel the world aimlessly. He had never thought that he could get married and spend the rest of his life with another woman. In fact, he was already at this age, but meeting Wen Yuehua was also an accident.
She had saved his life and treated him very well. Wen Yuehua and Tong Qing Meng were two completely different types of people. She was so much younger than him, but he could always see a lot of Tong Qing Meng in Wen Yuehua. He thought that he had really been possessed. But if he couldn't forget her, what was wrong with finding a substitute?
He knew that his thoughts were shameful, but he couldn't control it.
So he wanted to marry Wen Yuehua. He knew that this was too unfair to Wen Yuehua, but he thought that it would be better for her.
At least he could treat her well.
Some things, if you never talk about it, others would never know.
But now, he saw Tong Qing Meng. He actually became Jiang Youyi's wife. She actually didn't die. Her daughter was already 29 years old. If their child was 29 years old, would it be the same age?
"Why don't you dare to look at me?"
Tong Qing Meng still refused to raise her head. Seo Dong-jun couldn't help but lower his voice and ask, "Tong Qing Meng, look at me. I'm Seo Dong-jun. How many years has it been since we last met? Do you know how many years I've waited for you? Do you know? How can you be so cruel? I thought you were dead, but you became Jiang Youyi's wife. Qing Meng, I … "
"Sir, I really don't know what you're talking about. Please let go, or I'll scream for help!"
Tong Qing Meng suddenly interrupted Seo Dong-jun. She finally raised her head and looked at Seo Dong-jun coldly. It was as if she really didn't remember him at all. No, she meant that she didn't know him. His Qing Meng was such a gentle woman. How could she say such cruel words to him? "This is my house. You're already so old, but you're still using such an old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation. What's wrong with society now? There are so many bored people. If you want money, don't even think about coming to me. Let go! Don't wait for me to call the police! "
Seo Dong-jun's body stiffened. Tong Qing Meng took the opportunity to push him away. Just then, a servant opened the door. When she saw Tong Qing Meng, she called out, "Madam."
Seo Dong-jun only felt a buzzing sound at the back of his head. It was as if something had smashed into his head. It was really painful. When he came to his senses, he heard the metal door slam shut.
...
When Xinwan got out of the car, her face was still abnormally red.
Her hand subconsciously tugged at her collar as she quickly walked towards the door of the house.
Originally, she was going to Li Jun's new house with Wen Han-woo. However, on the way there, she received a call from Lawyer Wu. He told her that he had already gotten the latest information about Li Jun and his bank account through his friends at the police station. However, for safety's sake, he sent it directly to Jiang Youyi's email. Xinwan thought that this information would definitely be useful, so she asked Wen Han-woo to drive home first.
However, due to the "interlude" on the way here, the two of them had been very silent all the way here, but the atmosphere was clearly ambiguous. Now that she got out of the car, she could still feel two scorching gazes on her back, as if there were daggers on her back. She couldn't help but quicken her steps. However, she didn't expect to see a figure at the entrance of the Family Jiang when she looked up.
That back view flashed in front of Xin Wan's eyes and disappeared around the corner. She only felt that the back view was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. Moreover, it was right in her throat, but she couldn't say the name of that back view.
She instinctively chased after the figure around the corner. She walked faster and faster until she was almost jogging in the end.
However, by the time she caught up, the figure was already gone. She placed one hand on the wall and looked around blankly. She muttered to herself in her heart.
It was broad daylight. Could it be that her eyes were playing tricks on her?
Impossible!
Xinwan quickly rejected this idea. It was broad daylight. How could her eyes be so bad?
This area was originally a high-end villa district. Every house had its own entrance, and the distance between the neighboring houses was very large. Therefore, it was rare for strangers to appear here. It could be said that a large part of the area in front of her belonged to the Family Jiang. Why would people who didn't belong to the Family Jiang or didn't know the Family Jiang come here?
Xinwan stood in the same spot. She placed one hand on the wall and stared into the empty distance. No one knew what she was thinking.
When Wen Han-woo got out of the car and chased after her, he saw her in a daze. Actually, the lines of her side profile were very soft. Her eyes were especially bright. Her facial features weren't too gorgeous, but there was a unique delicateness to them. He recalled how she usually bared her fangs and brandished her claws in front of him. Now that he suddenly saw her defenseless side profile, that soft feeling reached into his body and gently swept across his heart.
He was actually standing behind her, motionless. His tall figure stood there quietly. His hands were in the pockets of his trousers, and he was looking at her with a burning gaze.
Such a burning gaze was fixed on her. Xinwan hadn't had an out-of-body experience yet, so how could she not feel it?
She quickly regained her senses. She frowned and turned around, but she didn't expect the man behind her to be too close to her. Her body immediately bumped into Wen Han-woo's embrace.
She groaned and raised her head. She held her head with one hand and said angrily, "Why are you standing behind me without saying a word?"
"I'm looking at you."
The man's deep voice was magnetic and mesmerizing.
Xinwan's face froze. Two suspicious blushes crept up on her cheeks. She instinctively lowered her eyes and avoided the man's gaze. She walked around Wen Han-woo and said, "Wait for me at the door. I'll come out after I get the things."
Wen Hanyu narrowed his eyes as he watched the petite figure hurriedly run into the main entrance, but his thin lips curled up slightly.
Was she … running away in defeat?
So?
Was she shy?
In that case, did it mean that he had some influence on her?
Wen Hanyu walked to the side of the car door. His slender body leaned against it as he lazily lit a cigarette. The man had one hand in his trouser pocket while the other held the cigarette. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the scarlet spot between his fingers. He couldn't help but snort self-deprecatingly.
When did it start? He actually had no confidence in his own masculine charms?
Tong Xinwan, this woman. What kind of feelings did he have for her?
He frowned. He had never allowed himself to clear his mind and think about this problem properly. Now, it seemed like everything was changing, including himself.
Sometimes, God just liked to joke with people.
Wen Han-woo gently flicked the ash from his cigarette. His eyes were filled with helplessness. Who would have thought that a woman he had ignored for six years would only start to pay attention to now?
Tong Xinwan.
His thin lips moved slightly with half a cigarette in his mouth. Between his smoky lips and teeth, he silently murmured these three words, which slowly seeped into her.
...
"Second Miss, you're back?"
Xinwan was still changing her shoes at the entrance when the helper saw her. She hurried forward to help her with her handbag. Xinwan waved her hand. "It's okay. I'll be out in a while. Is my mother back already?"
She was a little thirsty. As she spoke, she walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. After taking two sips, she heard the helper say, "Yes, but Madam doesn't look too well. It seems that someone came to look for her just now."
Xinwan suddenly stopped drinking water. "What did you say?"
"Ah?" The helper was stunned for a moment before she realized what Xinwan was asking. "Oh, when I went to open the door just now, I happened to see a man standing at the door. Madam didn't look too well, and it seemed like she didn't know him. After that, Madam asked me to close the door."
Tong Qing Meng had a gentle personality and was kind to the helpers in the family. Although she rarely went out, she was still the mistress of the Jiang Corporation. If someone she knew came to visit, she would be very polite.
But the person at the door just now obviously looked cold and impatient. It must be her.
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