"All this time, I overestimated your feelings."
"I'm really glad—glad I only wasted two years on you, glad I'm the first one who saw through you."
Hearing Lin Nuan say all that, Ning Shiyu was furious. With a loud smack, he slammed his phone against the computer screen. "Lin Nuan, have you acted arrogant enough yet?"
This woman—what right does she have to judge him?
Did she ever actually treat anyone sincerely?
Lin Nuan let out a cold laugh. "That's enough. I've said everything I needed to say."
When she was thirteen, her parents died in a car accident, and Ning Qingyang brought her into the Ning family.
The first time she saw Ning Shiyu, he was standing upstairs, while she stood downstairs with her suitcase in her hand.
He was seventeen that year—a sunny youth, dazzlingly bright.
Her young heart thumped uncontrollably for him; she was moved by him.
Five years ago, Ning Qingyang asked her if she liked Ning Shiyu. She nodded and said she did.
It was her first time admitting to someone her feelings for Ning Shiyu, so, as arranged by their parents, they got married as a matter of course.
But only after marriage did she find out that Ning Shiyu already had someone in his heart.
And she never expected that this marriage would turn them into enemies.
Picking up her handbag and standing up, Lin Nuan pressed both hands on Ning Shiyu's desk, half smiling, half not: "Ning Shiyu, if you want to declare war on me, I, Lin Nuan, have no reason to back down—just don't regret it later."
After dropping those words, Lin Nuan turned and left.
After she left, Ye Ke walked in.
Seeing Ning Shiyu brimming with anger, elbows on his forehead, Ye Ke gently held his hand.
Ning Shiyu immediately pulled his hand away. "Go do your work."
Ye Ke sighed softly, glanced at the shattered computer screen, and carefully tried to persuade him, "Shiyu, why can't you talk things out calmly? Why argue with Nuannuan? Wouldn't it be better to communicate properly?"
After knowing Ning Shiyu for more than twenty years, Ye Ke had rarely seen him lose his temper.
But every time he saw Lin Nuan, he always seemed to pick a fight, always looked for ways to provoke her.
Ye Ke had never told anyone—she envied Lin Nuan deeply.
Only she could make Ning Shiyu's ever-calm face churn with a thousand waves.
Even though it was only anger, she still succeeded in reaching Ning Shiyu's heart.
"It's nothing," Ning Shiyu replied perfunctorily.
Ye Ke took out her phone, opened WeChat, and waved it in front of him. "Shiyu, look—you're the one who asked me to call you to dinner. How can you stand people up like this? Let's go eat, even just a bite."
In the end, Ning Shiyu couldn't stand Ye Ke's pleading, and went to have dinner with her anyway.
But as soon as he remembered Lin Nuan's uncaring attitude and her constant talk about wanting a divorce, he completely lost his appetite.
Leaving Ning Group, Lin Nuan was just as low in spirits.
Even though she was arrogant in Ning Shiyu's office just now, in this moment she was so upset by him that her eyes turned red.
Feeling full of worries, Lin Nuan didn't go back to the firm but headed to the nursery to pick up Lin Shenshen.
The little one, seeing Lin Nuan arrive, was as happy as a silly kid, smiling like a flower bud.
In the taxi, Lin Nuan kissed Lin Shenshen's cheek and coaxed, "Shenshen, Mommy hasn't heard you call me in a long time. Will you give me just one 'Mommy'?"
The little one looked up at Lin Nuan, blinking his big eyes and smiling at her.
It took him a whole three minutes to work up the courage, and then, in a soft, milky voice, he whispered, "Mommy."
Lin Nuan was overjoyed and hugged him tight, showering him with kisses.