Contract Marriage: The Tycoon's Pampered Wife-Chapter 82 - 0: Benefactor in Britain (2nd Update)

Another week had gone by, and Quan Yu still hadn’t returned.

Ning Guiwan had picked up bits and pieces from Housekeeper Fang. Quan Yu left for abroad when he was young and only managed to return to his home country as he approached his thirties. Before returning, he had already established his own assets in Canada and the United States.

Every year, as the end of the year approached, he would stay in Canada for about a month to take care of some business matters related to his properties there.

The list of assets published on the wealth ranking didn’t show everything. In reality, this man was even richer than people imagined.

To him, the Tianchi Group really wasn’t much.

Giving it to Ning Guiwan was like an ordinary man giving a diamond ring to his lover.

Not until mid-December did the Quan Family mansion receive news that the Master would soon return to the country.

Ning Guiwan only found out about Quan Yu’s return on the day itself. After finishing breakfast, she took her car keys and left the house.

Seeing her, Housekeeper Fang casually asked, "Heading out?"

Ning Guiwan smiled, a wisp of hair brushing her pale ear. She glanced at Lai Yang, who was hastily changing shoes to go out with her. Her response, intended for both Fang Derong and Lai Yang, was, "I’m going to the airport to pick someone up."

Lai Yang looked up and blinked. "Picking up Second Uncle?"

Fang Derong’s mouth curled into a smile. The young lady has finally come to her senses, she thought. She’s going to pick up the Master from the airport. He’ll be so pleased.

Not knowing what Fang Derong was thinking, Ning Guiwan spoke the truth, "Two roommates from Britain who lived with me. After picking them up, I need to discuss some things with them, so you don’t need to go. It’s bound to be boring."

Without much thought, Lai Yang raised her hand in promise, "I won’t disturb you guys at all!"

Fang Derong sighed inwardly. And here I was, thinking...

Ning Guiwan smiled. "The weather is nice today, perfect for horse riding."

Upon hearing this, Lai Yang looked outside. Indeed, it was bright and beautiful. The sunshine on the bluestone pavers was blindingly white.

After hesitating for two seconds, she said, "Then I’ll go horse riding..."

The two of them split up in the garage, each getting into a car. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

Before Ning Guiwan could close her car door, she heard Lai Yang answer a phone call, "...I won’t be fooled. Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to, tricking me into coming back so you can arrange a marriage for me, right? What era is it to still be pulling this kind of thing... What now? If I don’t come back, the old man won’t celebrate his birthday?"

「...」

When Ning Guiwan first arrived in Britain, it was the lowest point in her life.

Her mother had passed away suddenly, her father despised her, and her boyfriend had betrayed her. She was alone in a foreign land, unable to speak the language, with a ruined reputation weighing on her. She was like a fledgling bird blown from its nest on a stormy night, utterly helpless and alone.

She stayed inside the house her mother had arranged for her before her death, not daring to leave for half a month. She ate all the food in the house until she was dizzy from hunger, yet she was still too fearful to take a step outside.

Fortunately, Song Changfeng and Tan Xi were looking to rent a place and stumbled upon her home by accident.

The couple had moved to Britain a year before Ning Guiwan.

In the days that followed, they stayed with her, took care of her, and helped her through those tough times.

She was grateful to them for being there when she needed them most.

They were her benefactors.

"Xiaowan!" Tan Xi waved at her excitedly.

Song Changfeng followed behind, pulling both of their luggage, a smile on his face.

"Sister Xi, Brother Changfeng," Ning Guiwan greeted her old friends with a sincere smile. "You must be tired from the long journey."

"Tired? Not at all! We flew first-class. It was wonderful!" Tan Xi sized her up. "You’ve lost weight."

Ning Guiwan looked down at herself. "Is it obvious?"

Tan Xi laughed. "Even prettier." Then she said, "I’m going to the restroom for a minute. You two wait for me here."

Song Changfeng was tall and fair, with a lean build. He looked down at Ning Guiwan and joked, "How long has it been since we last saw each other? And now we’re going to be together for a long time again. It seems like we’re quite fated."

Ning Guiwan said, "I’m sorry for calling you back."

"No need for apologies. Just pay us well, that’ll make up for it." After graduation, Song Changfeng had found a good company in Britain and, with a year’s effort, had achieved quite a bit.

The same was true for Tan Xi.

When Ning Guiwan reached out to them, she hadn’t held much hope.

To her surprise, both of them had agreed immediately, without even a moment’s hesitation.

Ning Guiwan looked at him and smiled. "I won’t let you down."

Yet that smile froze the moment she caught sight of a familiar figure.

In the wide corridor of the exit, the man was surrounded by people.

He was dressed in a black wool coat, its style crisp and well-fitted, worn open to reveal a black suit and shirt underneath, and a silver tie. His left hand was casually tucked into his trouser pocket as he spoke to someone beside him.

In the dim light, the man’s refined profile revealed a hint of dejection and weariness.

Ning Guiwan was momentarily transfixed, not even hearing Song Changfeng speak to her.

Before the man could look her way, she averted her gaze, turning her body slightly and lowering her head, thinking, He probably won’t see me. Even if he does, he won’t react.

Until a pair of clean leather shoes appeared right in front of her.