Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 74 No one knows his past

Tang Xu drove back to Yujing Bay.

It wasn't until she brushed her teeth that she noticed the pain in her lips again.

She then looked in the mirror and discovered that Yan Shiyu had bitten a wound on her lip.

No wonder there was blood, no wonder it hurt so much.

Tang Xu looked at herself in the mirror, but the image of Yan Shiyu appeared in her mind.

She was a completely unfamiliar person just now.

Tang Xu didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, she packed her bags, went to the airport, and headed to Jiangcheng.

The problem between her and Yan Shiyu seemed to have been resolved, but in reality, the two were clearly more estranged.

Sometimes, being open and honest can bridge the gap and bring two people closer.

But between them, it was quite the opposite.

Perhaps, people whose entanglements are not pure are destined to be unable to get closer to each other through open communication.

If the Yan Shiyu of the past aroused her curiosity, the Yan Shiyu of the present only makes her uneasy.

This unease lingered in Tang Xu's mind.

She actually came to Jiangcheng to attend an industry conference, which was a great opportunity for learning and research. However, during those days, she could hardly think about Yan Shiyu.

Three days later, Tang Xu finally couldn't resist and tried calling Gao Yan.

When Gao Yan received her call, he subconsciously thought that she needed his help with something, but unexpectedly, Tang Xu asked about Yan Shiyu's situation.

"How has Mr. Yan been these past few days?"

Gao Yan was confused. "What happened? Didn't you two make up? Did you fight again?"

Tang Xu was momentarily at a loss for words.

Then Gao Yan muttered to himself, "But judging from Mr. Yan's condition these past two days, he doesn't seem like it..."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xu asked again, "So, he's alright, right?"

Gao Yan was full of doubts. "What exactly do you mean by 'whether there's something to do or not'?"

Tang Xu hesitated for a moment before saying, "He seemed a little unwell the day before I left, and I was a little worried about him."

“He should be fine then. He hasn’t seemed unwell these past few days,” Gao Yan said, then added, “But since you’re worried about him, why don’t you call him yourself to ask?”

"You know I was worried it would be inconvenient to call him directly, so I could only call you," Tang Xu said. "I'm relieved that he's alright. I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xu's unease did not lessen at all.

Zeng Yinglun, a senior colleague in the industry, noticed her state and asked her if she was bored and couldn't stay still.

Tang Xu denied it.

Zeng Yinglun disagreed, saying, "I told you long ago that young girls can't do this job. I know your generation all too well—"

Before he could finish speaking, his phone rang.

He glanced at the incoming call, held up the screen displaying "son," and said to Tang Xu, "See? He can't take any hardship, and he's causing trouble again!"

Zeng Yinglun was determined to send his son to study abroad, but according to him, his son was lazy, timid and cowardly, and said that he would miss home if he went abroad, so he refused to go.

The father and son remained deadlocked on this issue.

Tang Xu walked to the side and listened to him and his son continue arguing about going abroad.

As she listened, a conversation she had with Yan Shiyu suddenly flashed through her mind—

She asked him if the rumors about him receiving medical treatment abroad were true.

He did not deny it, and told her—

"They said I was crazy." At the time, Tang Xu didn't take those words seriously, but now, thinking back on them, her heart suddenly pounded like thunder.

What if what he said is true?
If he was really left abroad for so many years because of "medical treatment," what kind of life would he be living?
The Yan family was not very large. After Old Master Yan, there was only one son, Yan Shuheng, who has now passed away for several years.

In his early years, Yan Shuheng was known to have only one daughter and one son. His eldest daughter, Yan Yi, was unconventional and willful from a young age, while his second son, Yan Fengqi, was gloomy, ruthless, and recklessly crossed boundaries. He was a well-known spoiled heir.

Before Yan Shiyu suddenly appeared, almost everyone believed that there was no one else in the Yan family.

So, who accompanied him and took care of him during the years he was hidden away and stayed abroad?

Everyone praises him for his upright character and noble conduct, but no one knows what he has been through in the past.

If those years abroad cultivated his abilities and character, then why is his resume completely blank?
Tang Xu thought about it a lot, but couldn't come up with an answer.

She had a vague feeling that she understood why he had been behaving so strangely since she broke up with him.

Nobody likes feeling abandoned.

Especially those who have already been abandoned.

Tang Xu suddenly felt as if she had done something wrong.

……

This day was still a torturous one for Tang Xu.

Finally, in the afternoon, a local led us to a place that served authentic handmade wontons.

Tang Xu went along with her.

She ran away halfway through her meal.

After leaving the wonton shop, Tang Xu went directly to the airport, flew back to Huai City, and went to Qiushuitai.

She didn't even fully understand what she was thinking, yet she sat on Qiushuitai until midnight.

But Yan Shiyu never returned.

Seeing that it was past midnight, Tang Xu finally couldn't resist and made a call to Yan Shiyu.

But the moment the call connected, she suddenly realized how mindless and crazy she had been on this trip.

She disregarded everything and flew directly from Jiangcheng back to Huai City. What should she say when she saw Yan Shiyu?
She looked down and saw the large wontons she had brought back from Jiangcheng placed beside her.

Should I tell him that I had some really delicious wontons in Jiangcheng, so I specially flew back to bring them back for him to try?

Tang Xu felt that anyone who heard this sentence would probably think she was crazy.

She stood there for a moment, then suddenly got up, walked towards the elevator, and left in a hurry.

But they completely forgot that the wontons they brought were still left alone on the chair.

Meanwhile, Yan Shiyu, whose car had just returned to Qiushuitai, was staring at the missed call on his phone that had only rang once, his eyes deep and silent.

The driver smoothly parked the car in front of the building where he lived.

Yan Shiyu was still looking at her phone.

Until the driver reminded him, "Mr. Yan?"

Yan Shiyu then put away her phone, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Back upstairs, as soon as the elevator doors opened, Yan Shiyu saw the extra bag by the door.

He paused briefly before slowly stepping forward, bending down to pick up the bag.

The bag was printed with the name Jiangcheng Old Wonton, and inside the bag was a box of large, plump, raw, handmade wontons.

Along with the wontons were two ice packs and a receipt.

The time shown on the receipt is 6:4 PM yesterday, before midnight.

(End of this chapter)