Afraid he might give himself a heart attack from anger, Gong Hengye stood up expressionlessly. “I’m going to a meeting.”
Wen Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice. “Mhm, mhm, mhm.”
Go on, go on. If she stayed with him any longer, she’d be scared to death.
Her disgust was too obvious, making the knot of anger in Gong Hengye’s chest tighten even more.
He was being so kind, even willing to take in a female ghost without disdain, and yet she…
Hah, what a little ingrate!
Gong Hengye walked toward the door, but just as he reached the office entrance, he suddenly turned back. “Did you hear what Li Rui said earlier?”
Wen Yue was puzzled. “What?”
Gong Hengye: “There’s been a lot of thunderstorm weather lately, so don’t run around. If you go out and get struck by lightning, I won’t bother with you.”
Wen Yue blinked. Where could she even run off to?
Still, she obediently nodded and said, “Oh, I understand.”
Annoying when she was being difficult, but quite well-behaved when she chose to be.
Only then did Gong Hengye leave with a cold face.
Once he was gone, the office fell silent.
She should have felt relieved, but Wen Yue inexplicably felt the surroundings were empty.
Gong Hengye’s office was huge, taking up one-third of the entire top floor.
With only her, a ghost, left behind, it felt as if cold drafts were seeping in from all sides—too eerie.
Wen Yue shrank her neck, hugging her knees tightly against the sofa.
She couldn’t focus on what was playing on the TV, her mind a jumbled mess. After a while, she thought of Gong Chen, who was still kneeling downstairs.
When she followed Gong Hengye to the company in the morning, Gong Chen was already kneeling there.
Because Gong Hengye wouldn’t let him into the company or see him.
At the time, she looked out from the car window and saw his straight, kneeling figure.
But Gong Hengye clearly didn’t care, not even stopping the car, so Gong Chen’s figure had only flashed by.
Wen Yue lightly bit her lip, her brows slightly furrowed.
She got up and walked to the window to look down.
Unfortunately, the floor was too high to see what was happening below.
She hesitated for a moment.
Well, Gong Hengye said not to run around, but just going downstairs to take a look shouldn’t count as running around, right?
If it started thundering, she could come right back in.
Thinking this, Wen Yue quietly left the office.
She slipped into the elevator with other employees going up and down and went straight to the first floor.
Just as she ran to the company entrance and saw Gong Chen kneeling outside, Cheng Yong’an arrived.
He was carrying a black bag. Wen Yue guessed that inside the bag was probably an urn.
It contained the ashes of a dog, and in the future, this dog would replace her, buried in what was supposed to be her grave, with her name written on it and her photo attached, receiving offerings from others.
No matter how she thought about it, Gong Hengye still seemed so immoral.
Cheng Yong’an walked straight up to Gong Chen.
Gong Chen’s line of sight was blocked, and he stiffly looked up.
His dry, cracked lips moved slightly, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse, as if about to tear. “Dr. Cheng?”
Cheng Yong’an nodded gently. “Your uncle didn’t punish you, so why are you kneeling here? With so many people coming and going, it’s just inviting ridicule.”
Gong Chen remained silent.
Gong Hengye hadn’t punished him, but refusing to return Wen Yue to him was more painful than any punishment.
He couldn’t care less about others laughing at him; he just wanted his Yueyue.
Cheng Yong’an simply smiled. “Your uncle asked me to give this to you.”
Without further pleasantries, he handed the bag he was carrying to Gong Chen as he spoke.Gong Chen stared at the black bag, which clearly contained something square and rigid.
He stood frozen, unmoving. “What… is this?”
In that moment, he already had a bad premonition, but he didn’t dare believe it.
Yet Cheng Yong’an gave him no time for self-deception, stating bluntly, “This contains the ashes of the Wen family’s eldest daughter. Your uncle entrusted me to return it to you.”
Gong Chen’s pupils contracted violently. “What did you say?”
Cheng Yong’an inwardly cursed Gong Hengye for saddling him with such an unkind task, but his expression remained unchanged as he smiled. “Didn’t your uncle tell you? Before she died, the Wen family’s eldest daughter asked your uncle to handle her remains. She requested that he have her cremated. According to her final wishes, she hoped your uncle would scatter her ashes into the sea.
But your uncle, after all, still cares for you. So he asked me to return the ashes to you, leaving the decision in your hands. Whether you bury them to let her rest in peace or scatter them to the wind is entirely up to you.”
Listening to this, even Wen Yue was stunned.
She felt like giving him a round of applause.
He really knew how to spin a tale.
Scatter her ashes into the sea? She hadn’t even known she was that noble.
But if she really had to choose, she’d rather be scattered at the North Pole!
In her next life, she’d be a polar bear—carefree, chasing the most beautiful auroras.
Cheng Yong’an’s words drained all color from Gong Chen’s already pale face, leaving it as white as paper.
His hand trembled as he reached for the black bag, but he snatched it back just before touching it.
Clenching his hand into a fist, his entire body shook even more violently.
“He… burned Yueyue?”
Gong Chen shook his head forcefully. “No, it can’t be…”
He refused to believe it.
This wasn’t Yueyue.
He fixed his gaze on Cheng Yong’an, his eyes bloodshot and emotions churning violently. “You’re lying to me, aren’t you?”
Of course, he was lying.
Cheng Yong’an could only look at him with a sympathetic expression, saying nothing.
That seemingly gentle gaze felt like sharp arrows.
Gong Chen looked back at the black bag, his breathing growing increasingly ragged.
His mind went blank, and his expression slowly turned frenzied. He suddenly roared, “How dare Gong Hengye do this? How dare he!”
Yueyue was his fiancée. How dare Gong Hengye burn her without his consent?
He hadn’t even let him see her one last time.
He hadn’t even gotten to see Yueyue’s final face!
No, this couldn’t be!
Cheng Yong’an sighed. “As I said, this was the Wen family’s eldest daughter’s final wish. She was hurt too deeply by all of you. It’s likely she didn’t want to see any of you again, which is why she made this request. Your uncle was merely carrying out her wishes.”
The words struck like a dagger to the heart.
Gong Chen completely broke down. “No, it’s not. This isn’t Yueyue. Yueyue wouldn’t do this to me. I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it…”
He staggered to his feet, pushed Cheng Yong’an aside, and tried to rush into the Gong Corporation building.
He wanted to find Gong Hengye, to demand an explanation.
But Gong Chen hadn’t rested properly for days, and he hadn’t slept at all the previous night.
Coupled with the emotional collapse from Wen Yue’s death, the tension in his mind had reached its breaking point.
Cheng Yong’an’s appearance with the urn and the words he spoke snapped that last thread of sanity in Gong Chen’s mind.
Before the bodyguards could even stop him, he swayed, closed his eyes, and collapsed, losing consciousness.
Cheng Yong’an quickly knelt down to check on him.
Wen Yue also watched him nervously. His face was deathly pale, lying motionless on the ground.He looked utterly haggard, nothing like the Gong Chen she knew.
Wen Yue couldn’t help but crouch beside him. While Cheng Yong’an examined him, she whispered softly, “Although those words weren’t spoken by me, I’ve thought about it—if I had the strength to say more at the time, I probably would have said exactly that.
Gong Chen, I really did feel that way back then. I didn’t want to see you again, not even a single glance.”
That phone call had been her last hope for him.
Unfortunately, he had destroyed even the final shred of hope she held for him.
He had pursued her since she was sixteen, all the way until she ran away from home at eighteen to join a talent show.
He had always treated her well.
But back then, she didn’t have much romantic feelings for him. She saw him as her best brother, friend, and even family.
Wen Yue sometimes felt that ending up like this was her retribution, because she truly fit the role of the malicious supporting female character.
When he treated her well, she rejected his advances but still remained friends with him, accepting his kindness.
No wonder even Gong Hengye called her a little white flower.
Wen Yue pouted slightly.
Right, isn’t that how all supporting female characters are?
She had even naively believed that she could remain friends forever with someone who liked her.
Until Wen Xi appeared.
After finding Wen Xi, Gong Chen clearly didn’t care for her as much as before.
Or rather, most of his attention was diverted to Wen Xi.
His guilt toward Wen Xi made him treat her even better than he treated Wen Yue.
This made Wen Yue feel miserable, as if something that should have belonged only to her had been snatched away.
Her parents, her family—it seemed they had all forgotten her overnight.
They could only see Wen Xi, and because of Wen Xi, they slowly began to resent her.
They believed she had stolen the life that should have belonged to Wen Xi, living as a carefree young lady for over a decade, yet still unsatisfied, constantly opposing Wen Xi.
Wen Yue could understand—after all, they and Wen Xi were true family, sharing the same blood.
But why was Gong Chen like this too?
Didn’t he say he liked her?
Back then, Wen Yue wondered if it was because she hadn’t accepted his pursuit.
If she became his girlfriend, would he only care about her, only like her, only cherish her, and not grow to dislike her like everyone else?
So she finally agreed to be his girlfriend.
She told him that she only had him left.
At that time, she truly hoped he would be different from others, that he would always cherish and love only her.
But the result was clear—even after becoming his girlfriend and his fiancée, she still couldn’t compete with Wen Xi.
If Wen Xi so much as frowned, he would immediately abandon her.
From the very beginning, she had lost completely.
It was only because she refused to admit defeat that she remained entangled with him until now.
Until she was battered and bruised, unable to hold on any longer.
Thinking of this, Wen Yue pursed her lips and whispered again, “Gong Chen, I already know I was wrong. Actually, we shouldn’t have started back then.”
Their beginning was a mistake, born from her unwillingness and her selfish desire to possess.
And she had been punished for such selfishness.
She bit her lip lightly. “You’re the same, Gong Chen. Can we both stop continuing down this wrong path? You’re not completely indifferent to Wen Xi, are you? So why don’t you just be with her properly? Don’t hurt me and then go on to hurt her.”Although the plot said that after her death, Gong Chen realized he loved her most.
But if Gong Chen had no feelings for Wen Xi at all, only guilt, he couldn’t have been so biased.
Wen Yue thought it was all because she died.
Otherwise, why could she only become the white moonlight after death?
It’s just that what you can’t have always stirs restlessness.
So, she sighed hesitantly, “After all, it’s only because you and Wen Xi are together that I have the chance to make Gong Hengye fall in love with me.”
When she was alive, she did think living was exhausting and painful.
But after dying, she realized that being alive was actually quite good.
At least when alive, she could eat and drink.
Unlike now, where she could only watch that pervert Gong Hengye eat and drink, then place a candle for her.
Oh, and he could also sleep comfortably under the covers, while she was driven to the sofa to sit alone all night.
It was really miserable.
So she still wanted to come back to life.
To come back to life, she had to make Gong Hengye fall in love with her.
The prerequisite was to prevent Wen Xi, the female lead, from having the chance to get close to him.
Wen Yue gritted her teeth and threatened fiercely, “Don’t you dare go crazy, okay? If you dare do something like drugging Wen Xi to make her sleep with your uncle, I’ll haunt your dreams and scare you to death!”
Of course, Gong Chen, who was already unconscious, couldn’t hear her at all.
Even if he weren’t unconscious, he probably still wouldn’t hear.
Wen Yue sighed. Just as she was feeling troubled, she suddenly felt a cold, sharp blade scraping over her head, making her scalp tingle.
She instinctively touched her head and turned around to see Gong Hengye.
He stood quietly at the company entrance, his figure stern and his expression cold.
Wen Yue: “?”
Why was he looking at her like that?
She gestured at the distance between them—he shouldn’t have been able to hear her whispering to Gong Chen earlier.
She quickly stood up and floated over to Gong Hengye’s side. “Uncle, why did you come down?”
Gong Hengye ignored her, only shifting his gaze away indifferently.
He really shouldn’t have come down. He was in the middle of a meeting, but for some reason, his mind had wandered during it.
Thinking of the person kneeling downstairs, he inexplicably opened the office surveillance on his phone.
Sure enough, the person who had just promised him not to run off was already gone.
He fell silent for a few seconds, then stood up under the surprised gazes of all the executives and went downstairs.
When he reached the company entrance, he saw Wen Yue crouching in front of Gong Chen, her head close to his, whispering to him.
Gong Hengye wasn’t exactly angry, but he felt this little frog was truly untrustworthy.
On the surface, she acted obedient and pleasing in front of him, refusing to comfort him even when he asked her to.
But then, as soon as he turned around, she was huddled close to her fiancé, whispering head-to-head.
What, feeling sorry for him already?
Hmph.
There’d be more for her to feel sorry about later!
Thinking coldly, he looked at Cheng Yong’an, who had also walked over. “How is he?”
Cheng Yong’an had just finished checking on Gong Chen. He called the bodyguards to take Gong Chen to the hospital, carefully placed something in Gong Chen’s arms, and held his hand to make him hug it himself.
Then he comforted gently, “As the saying goes, belated affection only deserves to hug a dog. Accept your fate.”
After doing all this, he walked over to Gong Hengye and shook his head. “Nothing serious. Just exhaustion and emotional shock causing the fainting.”
Gong Hengye nodded.
Seeing the bodyguards had already taken Gong Chen away, he didn’t bother with it anymore. Instead, he said to Cheng Yong’an, “I have something to discuss with you. Let’s talk upstairs.”Cheng Yong’an smiled, “I also have something to attend to. Since I’ve taken the trouble to play the villain for Ninth Master this time, shouldn’t the investment funds you promised me be approved now?”
As they spoke, the two entered the company.
From start to finish, Gong Hengye didn’t spare Wen Yue another glance.
Watching his retreating figure, Wen Yue furrowed her brow.
Was it her imagination, or was Gong Hengye actually angry?
What was he angry about?
Angry that she had wandered off?
But she hadn’t really wandered off, had she?
Troubled, Wen Yue hurried after them, but the two had already stepped into the elevator.
The doors were about to close, so she quickened her pace, “Uncle, wait for… me.”
The elevator doors shut completely in front of her, leaving her with only Gong Hengye’s cold eyes as they closed, and his icy words: “If you like playing down there, then keep playing down there. Don’t come back.”
Wen Yue: “?”
She stood frozen in place.
Was he… abandoning her?