Chapter 349 — Marriage Falls Through, Goodwill Remains
Years of Heartflutter · Page 3 of 5
Wang Fuyan also felt that since it was a broken engagement, some sincerity should be shown; bringing her boyfriend back would indeed look like showing off, and if it inflamed the conflict, the loss would outweigh the gain. So Wang Yanqiu decided to heed her father's advice and go back alone. "All right, I understand. Then when should I go back?" Wang Yanqiu asked. "Early next month will do. Prepare yourself these next few days," Wang Yu instructed her. "All right, I'll get ready." Wang Yanqiu happily agreed, unable to suppress the excitement in her heart. She had waited years for this moment to arrive.
Her fate could finally be held in her own hands. No more submitting to her family's arrangements; no more marrying a man she didn't love.
Yet now that the moment had truly come, Wang Yanqiu felt it was all only natural, her mood freer than ever before. Wasn't this what she had been fighting for all along? She had set a goal, and now at last it was achieved.
And only upon achieving it did she realize that the goal was not so difficult as she had imagined—it seemed that, without her quite noticing, she had taken one step further.
But Wang Yanqiu understood in her heart that all of this was thanks to Heng. If not for his mission to assassinate a political enemy in Africa, if not for his negotiations with the Zha Ce family, then with only herself and that little small-time assassin group, a hundred years would not have brought her to her present heights.
She wanted to call Yan at once to share this joy with him, but after dialing, Wang Fuyan quickly hung up. The matter was not yet fully resolved, and until it was, there could be complications. Wang Yanqiu decided to wait until she returned from home before sharing the good news with Yang Ce.
For now, the matter was not fully settled—better not to speak too soon. With this thought, Wang Yanqiu suppressed the impulse in her heart and set the phone aside. She lay back down on the bed, deciding to steal another nap. Hearing footsteps outside the room, Wang Yanqiu sat up: "Sister Ying?" "Mm, Yanyan, did my walking wake you?" Zhao Ying's voice came from beyond the door. "No—my family called just now, and I'd only just hung up when I heard footsteps outside." Wang Yanqiu got up, climbed out of bed, and opened the door.
The two sometimes slept together, sometimes in separate beds. After they finished chatting, Zhao Ying had suddenly remembered she still had a course to select, so she went online to register; Wang Fuyan had gone to sleep first. Once Zhao Ying was done, not wanting to disturb Wang Yanqiu, she had slept in the guest room next door. "I thought I'd woken you—are you going back to sleep?" Zhao Ying stood in the doorway with a smile, already washed and dressed; it seemed she had been up for some time. "I won't sleep anymore." Wang Yanqiu shook her head; she felt much more alert now, and whether she slept or not hardly mattered. She rubbed her eyes. "Is there anything to do today?" "No—I have no classes today, so I was thinking of asking you to go shopping." Zhao Ying came into the room and sat down in the chair before the writing desk. "Shopping, huh? All right." Wang Yanqiu didn't know what else to do; since she would soon be setting out for home, it would be good to buy a few necessities on the street.
After his noon class, Yang Ce drove straight to Fang Tian's residence. The shantytown demolition had been completed and construction could begin at once. Yang Ce planned to develop this plot into another high-end villa district. With the wealthy neighborhood beside it for comparison, property prices here would naturally rise with the tide. These matters he had left to Bao Lin and the others to handle; Yang Shuo had not asked for details.
He was only the man arranging the board from behind the scenes; there were people to do these things for him, and he need not trouble himself over them.