Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin-Chapter 64 - Hand in hand

Chapter 64: Hand in hand

Chapter 64: Hand in hand

Four hours later, the plane landed in Lin City.

Since disembarking, Wen Zhi had been distracted. Meng Fan noticed something was off and kindly took her backpack. “Let me handle this. Be careful of the steps.”

Wen Zhi gave Meng Fan a peculiar look. “Why?”

“I’ve figured it out,” Meng Fan said with a face full of concern. “You’re preoccupied.”

Wen Zhi denied it. “You’re mistaken.”

Mimicking her tone pretentiously, Meng Fan repeated her words, and Wen Zhi, amused, pushed her away. “Stop messing around.”

A few hours earlier on the plane, Meng Fan had rambled about Shang Hexing being away on business for half a month.

She also mentioned something about a transfer.

At that time, Wen Zhi’s expression had soured.

Meng Fan, ever observant, saw it all too clearly. “Why that look?”

Wen Zhi’s response was poorly concealed, sharply retorting, “Not at all.”

At the moment, Meng Fan had held back, opting for discretion over revelation.

Now, however, she couldn’t contain herself. On the way out of the airport, waving her hand provocatively, she couldn’t stop. “Ever since I mentioned that, you’ve been acting off. Are you, aren’t you?”

Wen Zhi swatted Meng Fan’s hand away. “You’re talking nonsense.”

Meng Fan blustered, “You know better whether I’m talking nonsense. You can be perfectly at ease; my uncle’s business trip won’t last that long unless it’s a transfer. But my dad said even if it’s a transfer, he’d be moving up, not to Lin City.”

After thinking it over, Wen Zhi responded, “That’s true.”

Meng Fan flicked Wen Zhi’s forehead gently. “Actually, my uncle is a career fanatic. He’s highly ambitious in his power plays, and as for you…”

Pondering, Meng Fan added, “He might be somewhat interested. But I believe no woman can be his restraint. I’m worried you might be at a disadvantage with him. He’s outstanding, but chasing his pace can be exhausting, Zhizhi. I don’t want you to be so weary, revolving your entire life around a man. I hope you find someone who has eyes only for you and revolves just around you.”

Meng Fan has always wanted only the best for Wen Zhi.

Not just better, but ever-improving better.

Wen Zhi understood Meng Fan’s point and nodded in acknowledgment, “I know.”

Meng Fan’s smile was one of pure relief.

Just then, two bodyguards approached, and Wen Zhi, seeing them first, signaled Meng Fan to look that way. Meng Fan turned around and heard the two bodyguards simultaneously shout:

“Madam, Miss Wen.”

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Meng Fan slid the sunglasses down her nose, scrutinized the two bodyguards closely and asked, “Arranged by Rong Huaishen?”

The two bodyguards nodded.

Meng Fan, ungrateful, put her sunglasses back on her nose, raising her small face with an unapproachable attitude, “Rong Huaishen’s people, I don’t need them. Go back on your own.”

“Madam, that’s not possible…” the bodyguards appeared troubled.

Meng Fan coldly replied, “Whatever Rong Huaishen pays you, I’ll double it, but only if you leave. I don’t need glaring surveillance.”

Put nicely, the two bodyguards were there to protect them.

Put bluntly, they were nothing more than Rong Huaishen’s spies monitoring her movements.

“Madam, Mr. Rong instructed that while you are in Lin City, we must stick close to you whenever you step outside. Mr. Rong didn’t do this to spy on you, Madam; it’s for the sake of your personal safety.” One of the bodyguards tried desperately to clarify.

Unfortunately, Meng Fan was unimpressed. “What protection? Sounds so nice, but he would actually be delighted if I died out there.”

That way, his favorite moonlight could then fully enter the house.

Logically, in such a situation, a bodyguard had no good options, only two choices, either to wisely leave or to forcefully stay.

But what Meng Fan hadn’t expected was that these two did the opposite, and when persuasion failed, they immediately turned their attention to Wen Zhi—

“Miss Wen, please persuade the madam.”

“The madam is closest to you, she will definitely listen to what you say.”

Wen Zhi: “…”

The person involved, Meng Fan: “…”

The despicable Rong Huaishen, he had told these two fools all about her relationship with Wen Zhi!

In the end, these two bodyguards got their wish and stayed, though the reason for staying actually had nothing to do with Wen Zhi. Wen Zhi stood by Meng Fan’s side and chose to ignore the pleas of the bodyguards.

It was Meng Fan who figured it out herself.

After getting into the car, she complained to Wen Zhi, “Rong Huaishen, that domineering jerk, it’s bad to go against him. If he personally comes to Lailin City, I won’t have the energy to deal with him.”

Wen Zhi thought of that saying, “You are what they call a wise man.”

Meng Fan didn’t argue and agreed, “That makes sense.”

Rong Huaishen had given Meng Fan a whole villa, and while Meng Fan cursed him as a jerk, she also praised him for being really generous. So, that afternoon, Meng Fan took Wen Zhi to stay at the villa.

After dinner, Meng Fan took Wen Zhi for a walk around West Lake.

The two bodyguards followed like shadows.

While walking, Meng Fan reminisced with Wen Zhi about the fun times they had at West Lake years ago. Upon seeing a willow tree, Meng Fan immediately stopped and pointed at it, saying to Wen Zhi, “This willow tree, I remember back then I even took a photo here with my dad.”

Wen Zhi asked, “How old were you then?”

Meng Fan thought for a moment: “Around six or seven years old.”

Wen Zhi praised her, “You have a good memory.”

“Of course, I do.” Meng Fan was not at all modest, pointed at the willow tree, and continued, “I remember not only did I take a photo with my dad by this willow tree, but I also seem to have taken one with Wei You here.”

“Were there many people with you at West Lake that year?” Wen Zhi casually asked.

The Meng Family was a branch of the Shang Family, and they were old friends with the Wei Family, sharing quite a close relationship.

Meng Fan recalled seriously, “That year at West Lake there indeed were a lot of people, including Wei You and his family, the Qin Family… oh, and Chong Wanyin, she was there at the time too!”

Wen Zhi’s eyes darkened, her fingertips clenched tightly in her pocket.

Meng Fan didn’t notice Wen Zhi’s reaction and continued, “Right, it seems Shang Jing’s third uncle was there too.”

Wen Zhi turned her head, “Shang Mingshu?”

“Yeah, back then they were holding hands, but only I saw it.” Meng Fan pouted, her face full of disdain.

Wen Zhi was stunned, “If you were seven that year, and Shang Jing was six, how could Chong Wanyin be hanging out at West Lake with Shang Mingshu? And holding hands? Are you sure it wasn’t just a supportive gesture or something?”

“It wasn’t support, I saw it very clearly, Shang Mingshu held Chong Wanyin’s hand and kissed it.” Meng Fan raised her finger and ‘shushed’, “Actually, I secretly saw it, on the surface, they still pretended not to be familiar.”

Looking back now, Meng Fan found it all rather funny.

It was just that it had been so long, she had almost forgotten that scene she saw back then. Now, revisiting the old place, those fragmented images in her mind were being stitched together and outlined anew.

“Oh right, the Wei Family probably still has photos. I remember back then, Wei You’s parents took a group photo, I was watching on the side, and Chong Wanyin and Shang Mingshu accidentally got in the shot.” The more Meng Fan recalled, the clearer the images in her mind became.

Wen Zhi asked, “Does your family still have photos from that time?”

“Yeah, but the photos we took didn’t have Chong Wanyin and Shang Mingshu in them, Wei Family’s album should have them, though these old photos haven’t been looked at for ages, probably buried at the bottom of a box somewhere.”