My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 193 Seeing Miss Dong Again

Han Nian chuckled and said modestly, "You flatter me. It's all thanks to acquaintances. I'm just a restaurant owner!"

What she didn't know was that many of my restaurant's design ideas and inspirations were actually drawn from her decorating style.

Her demeanor, her every gesture—I think the word "talented woman" is very fitting for her!

I took out my business card and handed it to them with both hands.

Han Nian took the business card, a smile playing on her lips the whole time, showing no sign of looking down on me.

“We’ll be colleagues from now on, but for some reason, I always feel that with you around, our position at Yi Nian Qiu will be in jeopardy.”

That's clearly a compliment.

"You flatter me. I'm just a beginner, and I'll need to learn a lot from you in the future."

Han Nian shook his head. "Let's not be modest! As for restaurants, I opened a few years earlier than you, but when it comes to decorating and style, I really can't match your vision and design."

"Compared to you, my aesthetic sense is really quite poor. I just wonder if we could create a more perfect restaurant if we collaborated!"

"To be honest, I really look forward to seeing you in Hancheng!"

Is it the perfect restaurant?

I don't even dare to think about it.

Opening a restaurant was just a second-best option after I injured my right hand.

Hancheng?

That was a place I had never imagined, and I had only heard about it from Song Yafei.

I remember her saying that Hancheng was an old city with very complex relationships, where several powerful families were in a state of balance and mutual restraint.

Moreover, the relationships within are complex and intertwined, making it difficult for outsiders like us to easily intervene.

Even Song Yafei once said that she would never involve her business in Hancheng if she didn't have enough strength.

However, if it really comes to the point where I have to get rid of Song Yafei, I wonder if Han Cheng can lend me a hand.

But I only had this thought in my mind; how could I know what would happen later after meeting for the first time?

At that moment, Han Nian's gaze fell behind me, and I turned around as well, seeing Miss Dong standing not far away.

I couldn't help but frown.

Han Nian was very tactful. "I think I came here to see you, so I'll take my leave now. My number is on my business card. If you're interested in collaborating, feel free to call me anytime."

I turned the business card over and indeed saw the number she had left.

It seems she prepared this business card on the spot, and even wrote her number on it.

It's clear that this wasn't just a perfunctory response from her.

As soon as Han Nian left, Miss Dong came over. Although she greeted me casually, I didn't really want to pay her any attention.

"Zhang Tian, ​​it's been a long time!"

But as the organizer today, I couldn't get rid of her, so I could only nod slightly and then walk away.

But Ms. Dong grabbed me, and I felt a bit disgusted by her touch, so I pulled away from her grasp.

Actually, I don't have much prejudice against her personally, but whenever I think about everything that Lin Qiuran's family has suffered, it's because of her.

And now she's being forced to move out of the lockdown, which makes me lose my temper whenever I see her.

"What are you doing, Miss Dong? If someone sees this, won't they accuse me of having an affair with you again?"

Ms. Dong's smile vanished in an instant, her face turning pale, but she quickly regained her composure and put on her kind smile again.

"Don't be so hostile towards me. I never intended to hurt him, really."

Perhaps she really didn't, but even if she didn't, Lin Qiuran was still treated unfairly because of her thoughts and wishful thinking.

It was just her personal opinion.

No matter how she explains it now, she can't exonerate herself.

However, these words are not suitable to be mentioned in this setting; if a dispute arises, it will only embarrass Mrs. Li.

I knew all this, so I could only put up with it.

"Yes, you're right. So, is there anything else? If not, I'll be going."

Seeing that I was about to leave, Miss Dong pulled me to a more secluded corner, seemingly disregarding my feelings.

I thought she was going to ask me about Lin Qiuran, but I didn't expect her to take an invitation out of her bag and hand it to me.

Although I haven't deliberately looked into it, I know that she has broken off her engagement with her previous fiancé.

So, is this yet another arranged marriage?

The marriages of wealthy families are truly a source of much reflection!

I wasn't interested in her affairs, so I didn't take the invitation from her hand, and only offered my polite congratulations.

Congratulations, Ms. Dong! Wishing you a long and happy marriage!

Miss Dong awkwardly withdrew her hand, her face filled with bitterness, indicating that this marriage was not what she wanted.

She gave a bitter smile. "There's no love between us, so where does happiness and sweetness come from? All we have is making do."

After saying that, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, and she asked me cautiously, "Is he alright?"

When I talk about Lin Qiuran, I can't speak to her calmly; in fact, I'm filled with anger because of the injustices she suffered.

But I know that's all in vain.

"If Miss Dong can completely forget him, I'm sure you and he will both be doing very well."

Miss Dong seemed to have failed to get the answer she wanted from me, and nervously grabbed my arm.

“I never intended to bother him. I just wanted to know how he is doing now? Has his hand recovered?”

"What's the point of asking these questions, Miss Dong? Please stop thinking about him and don't mention him again, otherwise his life will be miserable because of you, do you understand?"

"The best way to deal with him is to forget him, as if you never met. That way, neither your family nor your husband's family will target him anymore!"

Miss Dong looked like a child who had done something wrong, her head bowed in humility, and helplessly let go of me.

Compared to her radiant appearance when we first met, she now evokes a sense of pity.

But when I think about what Lin Qiuran's family has gone through, I can't do what she wants.

But I couldn't bear to yell at her anymore, so I lowered my voice.

"Just live your own life well. Even if there's no love, you can still make it work and live a good life."

"As for him, you two have always been two parallel lines from two different worlds, never intersecting. Why be so persistent? Let's not mention him again."

Ms. Dong looked up, her eyes red and brimming with tears, making her look even more pitiful.

She nodded, her voice slightly choked, "Knowing he's doing well puts my mind at ease. Thank you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

She arrived full of joy, but left only with scars. It seems that when it comes to love, no one can escape unscathed.