Into the Night, Jiao Jiao Gets Kissed by a Business Tycoon
Chapter 91: Did It Really Break Off?

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Did It Really Break Off?

Xinan suddenly felt somewhat amused, knowing she shouldn’t have done it, yet she did anyway.

"Was it he who asked you to get in the car?"

"Yeah," Lin Wei nodded.

Xinan’s heart suddenly felt like it had been stabbed by something, hurting so much that even breathing became difficult. She slowly opened her mouth, "You know the relationship between him and me... why did you still get in his car?"

"I’m sorry, Sister Xinan, but from the first time I saw him, I liked him. I know it’s wrong to do this, but I really like him, so please forgive me..." Lin Wei looked at Xinan with a face full of remorse, her voice tinged with a sob, making it hard not to be moved.

Xinan: "You... when did you start liking him?"

"I started liking him even before I met you."

Xinan never expected Lin Wei to have fallen for Cheng Yi so long ago.

She was silent for a long time before she slowly said, "So when you first approached me, was it because of him?"

"No, at first, I didn’t know the kind of relationship you had with him, nor did I know you knew each other."

Lin Wei spoke again, "Sister Xinan, I know I’m not entitled to pursue him, but I really like him so much. I’m not asking you to make it possible for me. I just hope you can let me keep loving him. I won’t appear before him anymore..."

Xinan closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down, and said coolly, "I’ve already divorced him. The fact that you like him is your own business, and I have no right to interfere."

She gave a self-deprecating laugh, "I always thought of you as a friend but never expected that you had been coveting my husband all along. Although he and I are no longer together now, I can’t forgive you. I don’t want to see you again."

Xinan and Cheng Yi had already divorced, which Lin Wei never expected.

Watching Xinan walk away, Lin Wei reached up to wipe the tears from her face, a cold smile curling on her lips: "Whether we see each other in the future is not for you to decide, but for me..."

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Meng Qiu had been waiting in the car for a long time and didn’t see Xinan return. Just as she was about to get out and check, she saw Xinan walking towards her.

Seeing the paleness of Xinan’s face, Meng Qiu couldn’t help but worry, "Sister Xinan, what’s wrong?"

"Nothing." Xinan shook her head and sat in the car.

With the heater on in the car, Xinan began to sweat just a few minutes after sitting down. She simply took off her coat.

Xinan closed her eyes, leaning back in the seat, her head tilted to one side. To say she wasn’t sad would be a lie, after all, she had once been so sincerely good to Lin Wei. Worried about her being alone in her rental on New Year’s Eve, she had even invited her to Luming Academy and introduced her to her friends.

She had even introduced her to Ding Lan, asking Ding Lan to help her...

But what was the repayment she received in the end?

Indeed... it’s not easy being the good guy.

Time quickly came to July. On the 12th, Ran Shasha and Han Jibai held their wedding in Bali.

The wedding was grand, with invitations extended not only to the high-profile figures from the business world but also to celebrities from the entertainment industry.

On the same day, Xinan also saw Cheng Yi, whom she hadn’t seen for half a year.

He was still the same, wearing a black suit, his gaze icy cold yet imbued with an infinite dominance.

However... he seemed to have lost quite a bit of weight.

He stood in front of a massive fountain, surrounded by many people. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding a glass, gently swirling it, he listened with an indifferent expression to the whispers in his ear. But he merely nodded slightly, unwilling to utter even a word of pleasantries.

Xinan quietly withdrew her gaze, allowing the waiter to lead her to her seat.

"Miss, would you like me to pour you some wine?" the waiter asked with a smile, his tone gentle, his attitude amicable and friendly.

"Yes, thank you," Xinan politely responded, picking up the glass of red wine that the waiter had poured.

Just as she raised the glass, Jiang Yurou and Tan Bo approached.

"Nannan," Jiang Yurou called out lightly.

"Rourou, you’re here!" Nannan responded with a smile.

Jiang Yurou naturally took a seat beside Xinan and said to the waiter, "Hello, could I have a glass of white wine, please?"

"Of course, miss," the waiter bent slightly, handing her the wine he was carrying.

"Thank you."

Tan Bo ordered the same wine as Jiang Yurou.

Jiang Yurou took a light sip and moistened her throat, then said, "Nannan, I heard that you and Sister Shasha are acting in a film together?"

"Mhm," Xinan nodded, "Brother Ji Bai is the investor."

"Two big beauties acting together, I am really looking forward to it. It’s bound to be a huge hit when it comes out."

Xinan smiled, "I’m really happy to be acting with Sister Shasha; she’s very professional and taught me a lot on set."

"Sister Shasha is indeed outstanding, but you’re not bad either!" Jiang Yurou praised, "Anyway, in my heart, you’re the best."

Xinan felt helpless, "Rourou, don’t flatter me to death. I still have a long way to go compared to Sister Shasha."

In terms of influence or the quality of works, Ran Shasha was far better than her.

Moreover, Ran Shasha’s films had nearly all won major awards. Although she had recently built up a good reputation with "Mist" and "It’s You," it still wasn’t enough.

"I am not flattering you to death; I’m speaking the truth!" Jiang Yurou frowned slightly, "Nannan, what’s wrong with you? I’ve noticed that you’ve been particularly fond of putting yourself down lately. It’s true your current achievements don’t match Sister Shasha’s, but when it comes to acting, you’re not that far behind!"

"Nannan, when did you become so lacking in self-confidence?"

Jiang Yurou’s eyes were very clear, as if she could see right into the depths of one’s soul.

Faced with such a gaze, Xinan was momentarily startled. Yes... when had she become so lacking in self-confidence?

Where did the old Xinan, who feared neither heaven nor earth and would never admit defeat, go?

Looking into Jiang Yurou’s eyes, Xinan spoke softly, "Rourou, thank you for talking to me about this."

Jiang Yurou patted Xinan on the shoulder, "Nannan, I am really looking forward to the day you reach the peak."

"Okay."

As soon as Xinan finished speaking, Cheng Yi walked over to their group and slowly took a seat next to Tan Bo.

Their gazes met in the air, but Xinan was quick to avert her eyes.

For some reason, Xinan felt the atmosphere around her had dropped a few degrees.

At this moment, Cheng Yi also withdrew his gaze.

Tan Bo, with a leg crossed over the other, said in a carefree tone, "I thought you wouldn’t come."

"I had something to take care of just now," Cheng Yi’s tone was calm as ever, showing no sign of awkwardness from meeting an old flame.

"Alright then," Tan Bo shrugged his shoulders.

"Alright then," Tan Bo shrugged, lighting a cigarette and exhaling a few wisps of smoke, "Have you not been in touch with Nannan?"

He purposefully lowered his voice so that only Cheng Yi next to him could hear.

"No," Cheng Yi revealed a faint look of dejection.

"Really cut off, huh?" Tan Bo was somewhat incredulous; after all, the two had been entangled for so many years.

"Mhm."