Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

Wen Zhi had never doubted the true identity of Shang Hexing as her ex-husband since the moment she recognized him.

Now that Nian Xun had suddenly told her that Shang Hexing was not her ex-husband at all, she was stunned for a moment before her heart filled with the rage of being deceived!

"So you’re not my ex-husband?" she raised her voice, questioning Shang Hexing.

The questioned Shang Hexing didn’t rush to explain anything, simply saying calmly, "I never admitted to being your ex-husband."

Nian Xun said coldly, "Though you haven’t admitted it, you’ve indulged Wen Zhi’s misunderstanding, which reveals your insidious intentions."

Shang Hexing’s gaze swept over Nian Xun, "And what about you, what are your intentions?"

Nian Xun said, "I am acting on someone’s behalf, and you should be very clear about that."

"I’m not clear about it, and you don’t need to pin your actions on me, they have nothing to do with me," Shang Hexing replied indifferently.

Nian Xun laughed, then turned to look at Wen Zhi, "Do you see his true colors now?"

Wen Zhi pursed her lips tightly, her small face was also very tense.

Nian Xun was very pleased with Wen Zhi’s reaction, and also grateful that he had arrived in time. Otherwise, Wen Zhi might have already left with Shang Hexing.

Shang Hexing didn’t try to explain anything further; he just asked Wen Zhi one thing, "Are you still going to leave with me?"

"She will not go with you."

Nian Xun rejected Shang Hexing on behalf of Wen Zhi.

Then, he reached out to grab Wen Zhi’s arm, wanting to pull her back to his side. However, the moment his fingertips touched her hand, Wen Zhi shook it off.

Wen Zhi said, "Don’t touch me!"

Nian Xun was stunned.

Shang Hexing’s gaze flickered slightly.

Wen Zhi took a deep breath, turned around, and asked Shang Hexing, "If you’re not my ex-husband, why didn’t you clarify that to me directly?"

Her questioning voice sounded flat, not very sharp.

It was not an angry tone.

Soon her eyelids drooped, "I’m not only accepting the relationship with an ex-husband, an ex-boyfriend is okay, too. I have the right to know."

Shang Hexing’s tightly pursed lips slowly softened into a smile, "You would accept both?"

Wen Zhi nodded.

Shang Hexing said, "Then consider me your current fiancé."

Current fiancé?

Before Wen Zhi could come back to her senses from this newly established relationship status, she was suddenly pulled away by Nian Xun.

"Wen Zhi, I’ve said, I won’t allow you to go with him!"

This sudden tug was particularly forceful, Nian Xun even disregarded the possibility of hurting Wen Zhi’s hand.

Fortunately, Shang Hexing had released his hand in time, which prevented Wen Zhi’s arm from being hurt.

"Nian Xun, have you gone mad," Wen Zhi struggled to break free.

Nian Xun chuckled to himself, "It seems I have."

Wen Zhi watched silently.

This man is sick; look, he even admits he’s gone mad!

Shang Hexing walked over, "Wen Zhi."

Upon hearing his call, Wen Zhi immediately extended her hand to Shang Hexing, but in the next second, she was dragged behind by Nian Xun.

With the relentless forceful grabbing, Shang Hexing could no longer bear it, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a towering rage spread in his eyes.

Wen Zhi noticed Shang Hexing’s anger and was extremely anxious.

Fortunately, at that moment,

Chen Jinhai’s urgent voice came from behind—

"Mr. Shang, a phone call!!"

Shang Hexing halted in his steps, Chen Jinhai hurried over, his hands trembling as he held out the phone, "It’s a call from Licheng."

Shang Hexing took the phone and answered the call. Whatever was said on the other end, Shang Hexing’s expression became graver, until at last, he simply responded with, "I’ll be there as fast as I can."

After ending the call, Shang Hexing’s gaze fell on Wen Zhi with a complex look of helplessness. During that brief moment of eye contact, Wen Zhi understood Shang Hexing’s feelings—the matter in Licheng... must be very urgent! And it might be a family issue...

Before Shang Hexing could speak again, Wen Zhi immediately said, "Go to Licheng first."

Shang Hexing looked deeply into Wen Zhi’s eyes, appearing as if he was making a choice, but in reality, it was only the uneasiness before departing, wanting one more glance.

As he began to turn and walk away, she immediately uttered that sentence, "I will come to find you."

This was her promise.

She would fulfill it, no matter whether Shang Hexing believed it or not.

The black sedan drove away slowly, the window rising gradually under Wen Zhi’s watchful gaze.

Shang Hexing had left.

He had left on the second day in Laihai City.

Originally, she could have left with him, now thinking back, she should have never gone back for the Buddha Beads!

Wen Zhi watched the car until it was far away, unable to tear her eyes away until she heard Nian Xun’s extremely displeased tone at her ear, "Are you really that reluctant to part?"

Wen Zhi responded in a muffled voice, "Isn’t it perfectly normal?"

"Normal?" he scoffed lightly.

Wen Zhi turned around and blurted out with righteous indignation, "He’s my fiancé."

Nian Xun’s anger flared, "Whatever he says, you just believe. He lied to you saying he was your ex-husband, and you still foolishly believed him. Don’t you ever think?"

"Nian Xun, I don’t understand whether your tone is directed at me or at Shang Hexing. Do you have some grudge against him?" Wen Zhi was puzzled by Nian Xun’s attitude and couldn’t understand it.

Nian Xun was left at a loss for words by Wen Zhi’s response, momentarily choking up.

Who was he targeting? Perhaps he didn’t even know himself.

Seeing him at a disadvantage, Wen Zhi seized the opportunity to press on, "Official matters are official matters. You should just resolve them in public. Why involve me, a patient? I could have left with him."

"You..." Nian Xun was infuriated by her self-admission of being a ’patient’.

Wen Zhi continued, "What about me? Even if the identity of ex-husband was an unintentional deception, the fiancé is not. Didn’t you hear my conversation with him just now? He is my current fiancé."

Nian Xun was left speechless by her retort.

Wen Zhi clutched the box tightly and turned to go back inside, while Nian Xun stayed pinned to her back, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

Only when he was sure Wen Zhi had returned to the room did he withdraw his gaze and lifted his hand to rub the center of his forehead.

During the confrontation with Shang Hexing over Wen Zhi, he had indeed lost control.

The typically serene and detached man, who cared for no one, had suddenly lost control when he watched Wen Zhi resolutely choose Shang Hexing.

Over the past few months, Wen Zhi, under his care, had clearly become most dependent on him. She was always eager for him to visit, and her eyes were filled with his presence.

Now, just because Shang Hexing appeared once, even before Wen Zhi could remember who Shang Hexing was, she steadfastly chose him. What right did he have?

These thoughts, as they surfaced in his mind, even Nian Xun found them absurd.

After all, he was initially just tasked by Mu Yanzhou to look after his daughter and teach her some skills so she could successfully take over Mu Yanzhou’s tens of billions in assets.

What, then, was his anger about?

Absurd, truly absurd!

Nian Xun bowed his head, breathing deeply to calm his emotions. After a moment, once his complexion had finally returned to normal, he slowly stood up straight. He collected himself, put one hand in his pocket, and walked through the courtyard towards the house.

Wen Zhi was not downstairs.

Nian Xun looked around but didn’t see her, so he called for Aunt Xu to ask, "Where is she?"

"Miss Wen is in the upstairs bedroom." Aunt Xu had already checked and discovered...

Nian Xun noticed Aunt Xu hesitating to speak, "What is she doing now?"

Aunt Xu replied, "Miss Wen is packing her luggage."

Nian Xun took his hand out of his pocket, with a stern face he went straight upstairs.

The door to Wen Zhi’s bedroom was open.

As Nian Xun approached, he saw the room in disarray, clothes and bags scattered all over the floor— all the belongings he had previously acquired for her.

He paused, lifting his eyelids to peek inside and saw Wen Zhi bustling about.

She was packing her luggage.

She was leaving.

This thought repeatedly reminded Nian Xun, his expression growing darker and darker until he didn’t even knock and strode into the bedroom.

"You’re leaving?" he asked in a cold voice.

Wen Zhi was folding clothes when Nian Xun’s voice suddenly rang out. It seemed as if he had just come in, or as if he had stood outside for a long time before entering.

But none of that was important. She took a moment from her busyness to reply, "I’ll be leaving for a while. I mentioned this just now; it’s not a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Nian Xun reminded her, "The final treatment is in three days."

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhi stood up.

She looked at Nian Xun and asked, "Can the treatment be postponed?"