Heyday Love: A Heaven-sent Husband

“It’s really her.” Christine says meaningfully.

Hearing this, Zhang Hai is a little worried, “Christine, I didn’t mean that. Don’t get me wrong…”

“It’s okay. I know.” Christine smiles, “Hai, I said I believed in you. You don’t have to be nervous. But who is the man you’re talking about?”

Zhang Hai hesitates for a while and says, “It’s not convenient for me to say his name. But his background is very complicated. He’s well-connected and powerful. His personality is also very odd. Jing Shu’s personality is very simple, and I’m afraid she will be taken advantage of.”

“As you put it, if Jing Shu is going to be taken advantage of, you can’t help her anyway. Everyone has his own path to take. We can only give him advice, not experience it for him.”

Zhang Hai is stunned, not knowing what to say for a while. He is just getting more anxious.

Seeing Zhang Hai like this, Christine’s eyes flicker slightly and she sighs lightly, “Well, Jing Shu and I are colleagues. I will help you pay more attention to this matter. After all, she and I are both women, so she might listen to me.”

Zhang Hai frowns and shakes his head, “No, you’d better not talk to her for now.”

“Why?”

“Because you and Jing Shu are rivals in love!” Zhang Hai doesn’t dare to say these words, but he is even more torn in his heart, “She only has eyes for that man right now and won’t listen to what other people say to her. Christine, let’s talk about this later. Oh… What a headache.”

Christine shrugs and says, “Since you can’t help her, let it be. Hai, I want to eat that fruit. Could you pass it to me?”

Zhang Hai hands the fruit to Christine and sits on the side without speaking.

While Christine is eating the fruit, her beautiful eyes narrow slightly, giving off a dangerous aura. Turning her head, she exchanges glances with An Lingxi beside her.

“Hai, I think you like Jing Shu, right?”

An Lingxi suddenly says, which makes Zhang Hai nervous!

“No, no! Sister An, don’t talk nonsense. I only regard her as my sister!”

“Generally speaking, backup lovers are often called ‘sisters’ or ‘brothers’. You’re not related to her by blood, and everything is possible in the future.”

“That’s absolutely impossible!” Zhang Hai stands up anxiously and looks at Christine nervously, “Christine, I agreed to be your boyfriend, so I will always treat you well until we break up. I should be a responsible boyfriend!”

“Okay, Hai, don’t be so nervous.” An Lingxi laughed, “Intimacy between a man and a woman is actually the most common thing. If you can get along, you will stay together. But if you can’t, you will just break up. No one has to be responsible for anyone else. Zhang Hai, you don’t have to worry so much. It’s irresponsible to hide your true thoughts and date someone hypocritically.”

Zhang Hai feels like losing his temper, but when An Lingxi said this, he doesn’t lose his temper.

He clearly feels a feeling called guilty conscience.

“Hai,” Christine reaches out and pushes Zhang Hai, “Sister An is just joking with you. Don’t mind.”

“I…” Zhang Hai presses his lips and sits down, “I don’t mind at all. My current girlfriend is only you, Christine!”

“Well, I know you’re good to me. I trust you.” Christine pats Zhang Hai’s hand, “Tomorrow, Sister An and I will be discharged from the hospital. Can you come and pick me up?”

Zhang Hai thinks for a while and says, “No problem. I’ll just take a leave of absence with Mr. Yi.”

“A leave?” Christine frowns, “The army has military disciplines. I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“It’s alright. I’ve been following Mr. Yi for so long. I’ve never been late or left early. Besides, Mr. Yi is cold on the surface, but he’s actually very easygoing. It’s okay for me to ask for a leave of absence once or twice. Don’t worry.”

He has never left early, and he has been late only once. Well, it should be ignored. After all, he has been following Mr. Yi for a long time.

Christine laughs, “Okay then. See you.”

Leng Weiwei is sitting in the splendid and luxuriously decorated hotel restaurant with an abundant French meal in front of her, but she has no appetite at all.

Since she rejected Yi Yuntian’s marriage proposal, Yi Yuntian has become even more perverted. He has been following her everywhere!

Yi Yuntian’s attitude towards her at this moment is close to hysterical madness.

Does this man really love her so much?

Leng Weiwei is amused by the question in her heart.

“What’s the matter? The food is not to your taste?” Yi Yuntian changes the main course in front of Leng Weiwei, saying, “Superb abalone. The chef of this hotel has developed a new cooking method today. You can try it.”

The abalone in front of her is priceless and looks delicious and perfect, but Leng Weiwei puts down her knife and fork, “Yi Yuntian, do you think it’s interesting to imprison someone who doesn’t love you?”

Yi Yuntian blinks his long and narrow eyes and says, “Baby, am I imprisoning you now? I didn’t put a chain on you.”

Leng Weiwei rolls her eyes at him, “Yi Yuntian, do you think this is funny?”

Yi Yuntian’s smiles meaningfully, “If it’s you, then this game will be fun for a lifetime.”

Leng Weiwei is speechless, “There are so many beautiful women around you, but you just want someone like me who turns a cold shoulder to you every day. President Yi, you are really something.”

“Huh!” Yi Yuntian smiles instead of being angry at Leng Weiwei’s words, “Some things are doomed from the beginning. Whether they succeed or fail, it depends on how hard you try. There is no such thing as a free lunch, right?”

Leng Weiwei frowns deeply and says, “I’m a human being, not lunch!”

“Well, it’s a metaphor. Don’t argue over lunch. Baby, what do you like to eat? I’ll ask them to bring it.”

She looks at the big meal that would cost an ordinary person several months’ salary and sighs lightly. It would be a pity if it were replaced.

“No, it’s fine now.” Picking up the knife and fork, Leng Weiwei cuts a piece of abalone and puts it in her mouth. The abalone is delicious, but she has had delicacies every meal these days. To be honest, she is a little tired of it.

Looking at the look on Leng Weiwei’s face, Yi Yuntian reads her mind, “Let’s have something lighter for dinner. Steamed food, simmered food, and stewed food are all good. How about southern food?”

“Whatever.”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, there comes a crisp sound of glass shattering. The atmosphere in the restaurant has been quiet. The shattering sound is not loud, but it is particularly harsh here.

The diners in the restaurant couldn’t help but look towards the place where the sound comes from.

“Washa, it’s you, b*tch!”

Hearing a woman’s screams, Leng Weiwei stops abruptly as if she were panicked. The knife and fork in her hands fall onto the plate.

However, Leng Weiwei quickly regains her composure. She wipes her hands with the napkin, picks up the red wine glass, and takes a sip.

All of Leng Weiwei’s expressions could not escape Yi Yuntian’s eyes. His eyes flash slightly. He looks up at the woman who is rushing over.

The woman is dressed like a rich lady, covered with priceless jewelry. She is about forty years old and well maintained. Judging from her outfit, she is a woman of dignity and should be a very well-mannered person, but the look in her eyes suggests that she wants to tear Leng Weiwei to pieces.

“B*tch! I finally found you! B*tch!” The woman screams and curses. She picks up the silver knife and fork on the table and stabs at Leng Weiwei’s head!

Using all her strength, she is determined and ruthless as if she were facing her foe.

Leng Weiwei fights back reflexively and grabs the woman’s hand tightly, leaving the knife and fork hanging in the air. The woman cries hysterically, “B*tch, you killed my husband and my child! B*tch! I am going to kill you!”

Facing the woman’s madness, Leng Weiwei doesn’t say a word. She just holds the woman’s hand tightly with a cold expression on her face.

At this time, the security guards in the restaurant rush over and immediately take the woman away. The manager is so nervous that he is sweating, and he keeps apologizing to Yi Yuntian, “Mr. Yi, I’m sorry. It is our fault that your lunch was disturbed. Could you please go somewhere else and wait a minute? We will deal with it as soon as possible…”

Glancing at the woman who is constantly struggling, Yi Yuntian picks up the glass, takes a sip of the wine, and stretches out his hand to Leng Weiwei, “Baby, are you alright?”

Leng Weiwei purses her lips tightly and says nothing. Finally, she gets up and walks away.

“Washa, you b*tch, no matter where you go, I will come back to avenge my husband and my son’s deaths. You will definitely go to hell! B*tch, go to hell!”

Hearing the woman’s curses behind, Leng Weiwei clenches her fists tightly. Her nails are stuck in her palms, but she feels no pain at all.

Her heart is bleeding.

She has woken up from nightmares on countless nights.

In her dreams, there is blood everywhere, and ghosts are trying to kill her…

“Mr. Yi, I’m really sorry. We will take full responsibility for this accident. We will unconditionally agree to all your requests. I’m really sorry for disturbing your lunch, Mr. Yi…”

The manager, vice president, president, and all other top executives of the hotel bow and apologize to Yi Yuntian humbly as if Yi Yuntian were a god whose slightest frown would send them straight to hell.

The apology has lasted for an hour. As long as Yi Yuntian doesn’t speak, the apology will go on.

Yi Yuntian doesn’t speak and drinks the whisky in his glass slowly. The management of the hotel keeps apologizing while his full attention is on Leng Weiwei.

She hasn’t spoken for an hour.

No matter what happens around her, she sits there motionless as if she didn’t see it.