Chapter 424: Chapter 397: Leng Yan, What Right Do You Have to Sell Me?
He just returned from outside, where snowflakes were drifting, and the weather was bitterly cold. His fingers carried a hint of chill as they touched her warm skin.
The clash between cold and warmth!
Wen Nuan suddenly wanted to laugh. This feeling was so akin to their surnames, so much like the emotions between them.
She chased him, he was indifferent. Later, when their hearts closely aligned, he turned cold again. She gave him her warmest gift, yet on that icy rainy night, with a cold phone, he told her, "Nuannuan, let’s break up."
She lowered her head, staring at the hand he held tightly, suddenly laughed, and looked up into the eyes she once believed to be the most passionate in the world.
Just one glance, and that strange feeling rose again. She quickly turned her face away, withdrew her hand, walked to the window, and said lightly, "Young Master Leng, please call me Wen Nuan."
Don’t say that intimate name again, it creates illusions, making her think he still loves her...
The tears welled up silently in her eyes, she looked up, forcing them back.
Outside, it was snowing, the first snow of the year, falling lightly. The pristine snowflakes floated down, upon opening the window, reaching out a hand, the snowflakes landed on it and quickly melted, fleeting like her experiences of love.
As unreal as a dream...
Leng Yan stood behind her, the gloom in his eyes deepening, the stabbing pain in his heart even more unbearable. For a moment, he wanted to say everything, wanted to tell her he loved her. This thought, having taken root, deepened daily, never did he think of giving it up. But after saying it, then what?
Wouldn’t it just cause her pain because of love, forever trapped in his shadow?
How could he be so selfish? He loved Nuannuan, wished she could return to the happiness when they first met, wished she had never met him at all.
"Nuannuan, don’t be with him because of guilt towards our elder brother. He isn’t right for you. He’s not as gentle as he seems..."
His lips moved slightly, but the words spoken pricked Wen Nuan’s heart. She slowly turned back, a light smile forming at the corners of her mouth, "On the surface? How many people in this world are not what they seem, just like..."
She swallowed back the word "you", lowered her head instead, looking at the shoes on his feet, "Knowing the face, but not the heart, is true for many, not just Leng Ye."
She herself was someone who did not match inside and out, how could she speak of others?
She used to trust him, believed that his heart was as he showed, madly in love with her. For her sake, he could disregard everything. But that icy rainy night taught her: you can never know what decision a man who adores you will make the next second.
"Nuannuan, listen to me, Tan Qing is more suitable for you."
His urgent words further angered Wen Nuan, she looked up coldly, staring into his eyes, tears circling her eyes, "Young Master Leng, I beg you! Don’t be in a hurry to find a man to sell me off, okay? We have nothing to do with each other anymore, I’m not an unsalable item in your hand, requiring you to anxiously find a man for me! Rest assured, I will absolutely not cling to you, will that work?"
Does she look like a person who destroys others’ feelings?
"Leng Yan, what right do you have to market me? Do you think just because I loved you for three years, I’ll always love you, ready to become an emotional bomb between you and Ji Wei? I tell you, no, I won’t go so far as to insult myself!"
Wen Nuan glared at him, every word was enunciated with crystal clarity, holding back the tears in her eyes, aggressively asking several questions in a row.
Every sentence was like a sharp sword, like a blade, cutting Leng Yan’s heart into pieces, leaving him anxious and helpless.
Watching Wen Nuan leave, Leng Yan stood there in a daze until he heard Leng Ye call him from inside the room. He looked at the blood beads in his palm from clutching too hard, wiped them away with a tissue, then opened the door and went in, "Big brother."
"Why did you suddenly come back, have you visited Dad?" Leng Ye asked, feebly.
"Not yet," Leng Yan said in a low voice, hearing the hoarseness in his throat, he poured a glass of warm water and handed it to him with a straw, "Didn’t you tell the family about your car accident?"
No one from the Leng Family was there, so he deduced it might be so. Just now the assistant mentioned only that the young master had some business and didn’t go to work, nothing else, it seems Leng Ye’s hospitalization wasn’t mentioned to the family.
"Dad is in poor health, I’m afraid he’ll get agitated." Leng Ye sighed, not rejecting the water offered, sipped it lightly, a frown forming between his brows, "I didn’t expect it to be like this, the last check didn’t uncover it. I suspect Dr. Ma misdiagnosed, but he’s not in the country now, there’s no way to find him."
"Misdiagnosis?"
Leng Yan’s heart trembled suddenly.
"The current results show..." Leng Ye hesitated painfully, closing his eyes before he could continue, "Stomach cancer..."
Leng Yan’s face turned pale, his lips a shade of bluish-white, "You said Dad... stomach cancer?"
"Only the three of us know about this now, to avoid giving Dad pressure, the doctors are keeping it from him."
Leng Ye sighed heavily, "Surgery with the doctor has been arranged, but at this time, I can’t stay by his side."
He looked at Leng Yan, "Yan, my leg needs overseas treatment. If I’m in the country but not by Dad’s side, he’ll definitely get suspicious. So, I hope you can cover for me, just say I had an urgent matter and went abroad."
"Have you found a good doctor?"
The warmth that had just returned to Leng Yan’s fingertips turned icy once more.
Leng Siyan... Stomach cancer... Misdiagnosis...
These words swirled and flew around in his mind, making him dizzy.
He lowered his head slightly, glanced over his own body, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
He initially thought it was a misdiagnosis, but the truth... haha!
He clenched his fist, nails grazing the place where he had scratched earlier, yearning to numb the pain away.
"Everything for Dad and the doctor for my treatment has been arranged, I can leave soon. Yan, you’re the only one who can stay by Dad’s side."
"I know," Leng Yan sighed, his brows conveying distress and turmoil.
What is happening to the Leng Family?
Three grown men, not one entirely healthy...
"How about your health?" After a moment of silence, Leng Ye noticed his slightly pale complexion, "Yan, let the doctor check you too, take care of the stomach, at a young age, the stomach must be maintained well, otherwise by Dad’s age, it’ll be too late."
Leng Yan was slightly surprised.
The two brothers, this was the first time in three years that his elder brother showed such concern for him, making him feel somewhat unexpected. Glancing at Leng Ye’s leg, he felt a bit moved:
Is true affection only visible in times of adversity?
He shook his head, "I’m fine, the medicine Dr. Wang gave me, I still have a few days to finish. I’ve been watching my diet recently, no recurrence."
His actual condition, only Dr. Wang, he and Ji Wei knew, he hadn’t mentioned it to Li Qiu, Leng Ye, or Leng Siyan.