readytorunbook Chapter 41 There's Always a Dark Side
Chapter 41 There's Always a Dark Side
Xia Lan firmly rejected Duanmu Cong: "Because I've changed my mind, Cong... I don't love you anymore..."
"Is it Wen Yiming?" Duanmu Cong frowned in pain. He had been betrayed by both his most trusted brother and his girlfriend. It hurt too much.
"Why do you ask that?" Xia Lan asked, somewhat surprised. Logically speaking, Duanmu Cong shouldn't know.
“Wen Yiming has already admitted that he likes you…” Duanmu Cong said this as if he had used up all his strength.
“I know…” Xia Lan’s gaze quickly darted away. Ever since Wen Yiming and Duanmu Cong got into a fight at the amusement park, she had been aware of Wen Yiming’s feelings, but she was unwilling to accept them, so she pretended not to know in order to avoid the situation.
"As expected..." Duanmu Cong said with a self-deprecating smile.
"No, it's not what you think. What I like is..."
"So it was you or Wen Yiming? You two did the forging of the number plates, didn't you?" Before Xia Lan could explain, Duanmu Cong changed the subject and his tone turned cold.
"What number?" Xia Lan was taken aback, then realized that he was referring to the incident on the day of the celebration where the Duanmu Group's number was impersonated.
"Don't play dumb, Xia Lan. We're both smart people, this is no fun." Duanmu Cong's gaze was no longer as tender as before.
"What do you mean? You think I did it?" Xia Lan looked at the stranger in front of her incredulously. Didn't he know what kind of person she was? How could he doubt her?
"Otherwise what? Just because you don't love me anymore, you can be so resolute? I understand, you want me to stop bothering you, right? So you hurt me so badly, right?" Duanmu Cong laughed loudly: "Fine, I wish you happiness!"
"Think what you want..." Xia Lan's initial guilt gradually turned into disappointment, and she was too lazy to explain anymore.
Duanmu Cong left in anger, never looking back.
Seeing that the two of them had broken up, Lu He pulled Wen Yiming closer to the villa and walked towards Xia Lan.
Xia Lan saw them too and waited for them at the door.
"Xiao Lan~" Lu He forced a smile, trying her best to appear happy.
"Wen Yiming!" Xia Lan didn't have time to respond to Lu He; she immediately attacked Wen Yiming, "Did you cause the phone number malfunction on the day of the Duanmu Group's celebration?"
"Huh?" Wen Yiming was stunned: "I don't have that ability."
"Xiao Lan, I did it..." Lu He admitted directly, without any hesitation.
“…Xiaoyu?” Xia Lan looked at Wen Yiming and then at Lu He. “No way, are you trying to protect him? About the bet that day… only Brother Yiming was there, only he had time. You only found out at night…”
“Stop fooling yourselves, Xiao Lan. I knew about your bet from the beginning,” Lu He said, not sounding like she was joking. “I’m not going to take any risks.” She spoke with an air of self-righteousness.
“Xiaoyu…” Xia Lan was speechless for a moment. She couldn’t use underhanded methods; that was her principle. She originally intended to denounce the person who violated this principle, but this person was Wen Shiyu, the person she liked. She felt like she could forgive her so easily.
"It really is me, I have no reason to lie to you." Lu He's eyes held a hint of anticipation. *Go ahead and scold me, hate me, and then break up with me...*
"Xiaoyu, I can't... It seems like no matter what you do, I can't get angry..." Xia Lan said, covering her face and crying.
The next second, Lu He rushed over and hugged Xia Lan without hesitation, gently comforting her.
She felt distressed.
Wen Yiming stood there like an outsider, as if something in his heart had shattered.
Wen Shiyu and Xia Lan... those two are really...
Today's clash between the four people was not unknown to anyone. A person wearing sunglasses had been secretly taking pictures of the villa entrance from behind the bushes.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He carefully answered it and lowered his voice, "What's wrong, Dad? I'm staking out the place."
"Wen Can, you'll come with me to find Duanmu Cong tomorrow. This deal must go through." The voice of Wen's uncle came from the other end of the phone.
Wen Can chuckled softly, "Don't worry, Dad. If he doesn't want to do business with us, the photos I took today are enough to threaten him."
"Good, well done. Be quick and clean, and don't get caught."
Wen Can hung up the phone and sorted through the photo materials. During this period, he had been secretly following Wen Shiyu and Duanmu Cong and collected a lot of ambiguous photos of them. If he sold these to entertainment reporters, it would probably be a big scandal. However, he first wanted to see if Duanmu Cong was willing to cooperate in bringing down Wen Shiyu. If he was willing, that would be a different news headline.