Lan Lan directly put down her phone, wanting to avoid the sight and the trouble. However, while washing her face, the photos from her social media feed kept replaying in her mind. She lost her appetite for breakfast and once again lay down on her bed.
Perhaps it was because she kept dwelling on the matter, but during her daytime sleep, she dreamt of Liang Yu Feng’s wedding.
This time, the dream was even clearer than before. She could distinctly see that the bride was Zhou Bing. She was wearing a luxurious wedding dress, linked arm in arm with Liang Yu Feng as they walked down a red carpet carpeted with flower petals. The air was filled with the sound of incessant camera clicks and the compliments from guests.
She, on the other hand, was like an emotionless bystander, completely unmoved by the wedding. As they walked towards her, hand in hand, she stepped in front of them. She clearly saw the indifference in Liang Yu Feng’s eyes, followed by a fleeting look of disgust.
Lan Lan took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and asked him if they could not get married. In return, she was met with his cold, mocking laughter, as if he were laughing at a fool.
He then picked up the microphone and, in front of everyone, said to her, "You are not worthy."
Afterward, he pushed her away, solicitously put his arm around Zhou Bing, and walked towards the magnificent stage, leaving her alone, standing in disarray, enduring the pointing fingers of the crowd.
Lan Lan woke up from the nightmare, startled. It was already evening. She had slept from noon until five o’clock, and she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
The content of the dream remained vivid. The thought of it made Lan Lan feel agitated. She went to the kitchen to get some iced juice. After drinking half a bottle, she suddenly heard the sound of a password being entered outside the door.
She walked from the dining room to the living room and saw Liang Yu Feng. He was still carrying a bag, a takeout paper bag from a restaurant.
Lan Lan had not yet emerged from the dream. Seeing Liang Yu Feng, she naturally did not have a pleasant expression. She asked impatiently, "What are you doing here?"
Perhaps it had been too long since he had heard her speak with such a tone of disgust, and for a moment, Liang Yu Feng thought he was seeing the university version of her. Back then, she had broken up with him, and when he went to find her, she had reacted the same way.
However, this time, it was without any prior warning. Liang Yu Feng asked her, "Why didn't you come over last night?"
It was better that he didn't ask. This question only made Lan Lan angrier. "What was I supposed to do by coming over? You had someone with you, didn't you? Did you still need me to come?"
After saying that, she felt it wasn't enough to vent her anger. "Or perhaps, Mr. Liang has developed a bigger appetite and wants to enjoy the blessings of having multiple women. Whoever wants to accompany you, fine. Just don't bother me."
Liang Yu Feng fell silent, carefully savoring the tone of Lan Lan’s words. This… it sounded a lot like jealousy.
Perhaps it was because he often felt jealous himself, which made him very familiar with such a tone. However, Liang Yu Feng was not entirely sure. Would Lan Lan really be jealous?
He had known her since he was eighteen or nineteen. Now, more than ten years later, he had never seen her jealous of anyone. Moreover, she had never really liked him that much.
He had sent Lan Lan a WeChat message last night, but she hadn't replied. He couldn't wait any longer and was about to call her. At that time, he happened to be discussing matters with Zhou Bing. Zhou Bing knew everything about his relationship with Lan Lan, so she told him, "Don't ask anything for now. I'll help you test the waters."
Liang Yu Feng was skeptical of Zhou Bing. Zhou Bing said, "Just this once, maybe it will have a different effect. Don't contact her, okay?"
Liang Yu Feng had tried many methods without success. Agreeing to Zhou Bing was like trying to revive a dead horse. The photo Zhou Bing posted on her social media was taken when they had dinner before. They had not been together last night.
Considering Lan Lan's tone just now and what she had said, she must have seen that social media post. So… she was really jealous?
Thinking of this, Liang Yu Feng's heart suddenly began to beat faster. Even though he tried to suppress it calmly, he still couldn't quiet the sound of his rapid heartbeat.
His silence, however, was interpreted as tacit admission by Lan Lan, which made her even angrier. "Get out. I don't want to see you."
Liang Yu Feng ignored her, stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards the dining room. Lan Lan naturally refused to let him touch her and struggled with all her might. They struggled like a battle, but eventually, they ended up in the dining room, with Lan Lan being pushed into a dining chair by Liang Yu Feng.
Liang Yu Feng took the takeout out of the bag. Lan Lan became even angrier when she saw what he had bought!
What a coincidence! This was exactly the restaurant Zhou Bing had shown in the photo. Heh, the scumbag man couldn't even be bothered to use his brain. He had dinner with his fiancée and casually packed a meal for her too?
She hated this kind of casualness. The scumbag man, oblivious, was still telling her, "Eat."
She was always irregular with her meals on weekends and never cooked at home. Without him around, she probably hadn't eaten a proper meal all day.
"I won't eat! Take it away." After refusing, Lan Lan still felt it wasn't enough to vent her anger. "Go give it to someone who likes to eat it. I don't care for it. Don't bother me."
If he had been in doubt just now, then at this moment, Liang Yu Feng was even more certain that Lan Lan was angry, and it was because of Zhou Bing's photo.
His mood suddenly brightened. It was also the first time he felt that her angry expression was so beautiful. Liang Yu Feng smiled, his eyes revealing his amusement without any concealment. Lan Lan was so angry she wanted to scratch him. "Get out!"
Liang Yu Feng said, "I won't."
Lan Lan: "..." Before she could scold him, Liang Yu Feng stuffed a custard bun into her mouth.
The dishes Liang Yu Feng bought for her were several signature dishes from a very famous tea restaurant in Nanjiang City. Lan Lan hadn't eaten anything all day. After eating the custard bun, her appetite opened up. Thinking about her behavior today, she found it ridiculous!
Why should she make herself miserable for that scumbag man, losing her appetite and sleep? Did he deserve it?
After thinking it through, Lan Lan started eating on her own. As she chewed on the chicken feet, she heard Liang Yu Feng say, "Go to Runcheng with me during the Qingming holiday."
"I'm not going," Lan Lan said sarcastically. "There are plenty of people to accompany Mr. Liang. Why bother clinging to me?"
"It's my mother's birthday, and she wants to see you," Liang Yu Feng continued, as if talking to himself.
Upon mentioning Jiang Wan, Lan Lan's attitude softened. The last time she visited Jiang Wan, she had indeed promised to celebrate her birthday. Although Liang Yu Feng was not a good person, Jiang Wan had been very good to her. Jiang Wan lived in a nursing home year-round, isolated from the world. She probably didn't know about Liang Yu Feng and Zhou Bing flaunting their affection.
"You promised her before," Liang Yu Feng said to Lan Lan. "You wouldn't want to disappoint her, would you?"
"I know." Coincidentally, Lan Lan had no plans for the Qingming holiday. She might as well go. She truly couldn't bear to disappoint Jiang Wan.
"What does Auntie like? I'll prepare a gift," Lan Lan asked Liang Yu Feng.
"A qipao," Liang Yu Feng said.
Lan Lan suddenly remembered something. Was he there yesterday to order a qipao for Jiang Wan?
She had actually thought Liang Yu Feng was going for Zhou Bing.
"Besides that, I want to give her something else," Lan Lan asked again.
"No need. Your presence will make her happy," Liang Yu Feng said. "If you really want to prepare something, make her a cake."
Lan Lan almost choked on a shrimp dumpling. She put down her chopsticks. "Me? Make a cake?"