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Wei Jingxi could pronounce each character of the name when separated, but when combined, he found himself unable to recognize it. There was no way Zheng Mengni would be the kind of person to book a hotel room with a man. During their relationship, every kiss had been willingly given to him, and her few attempts at initiating intimacy were merely fleeting touches, barely scratching the surface.
Zheng Mengni seemed completely uninterested in the affectionate gestures typical of couples, let alone the idea of spending a night with a man. The more Wei Jingxi thought about it, the more frustrated he became. It could either be Zhang Qian spreading outrageous rumors or he was simply mistaken about her.
He called Zhang Qian and unleashed a torrent of anger, demanding that he stop idly gossiping. However, after hanging up, he was engulfed by an overwhelming sense of panic. What if there was a possibility? Even if it were one in a million.
Zheng Mengni was human; she would inevitably have feelings and desires. Just because she hadn’t shared those feelings with him didn’t mean they didn’t exist. The more Wei Jingxi pondered this, the more convinced he became that there was a significant possibility. He was frantic.
Driven by that slim chance, Wei Jingxi lost sleep and frantically searched the city from top to bottom, desperate to uncover who that man could possibly be. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t penetrate Zheng Mengni’s heart; who could easily do what he could not?
As finals week approached, Zheng Mengni woke up in a cold sweat from a nightmare before dawn. She dreamt that Juan Juan and Mi Gao had grown ten times their size; no matter how hard she tried to hold them, she couldn’t manage it. She chased after them but could never catch up.
This wasn’t her first exam nor the most important one she had ever taken, yet she felt particularly anxious about every single test. After indulging in the fleeting pleasures and vanity of deception, she suddenly had to confront her true self. It would be a lie to say she wasn’t nervous.
Reflecting on her preparation during this time—whether it was the mountains of draft paper or the nosebleeds from overexertion—Zheng Mengni felt at peace with herself. She had enough confidence to believe that the results would be favorable.
The finals lasted an entire week, and Zheng Mengni felt they went relatively smoothly. Even the weather seemed to bless her; each day was cloudless with a clear blue sky. This good mood persisted until the end of that week when Tan Yan invited her on a vacation to an island under the guise of friendship.
Zheng Mengni didn’t give a definite answer; she merely said she would check her schedule and if there was any free time, then they could go together.
However, Tan Yan was unaware that in Zheng Mengni's eyes, any response that was not a decisive agreement was considered a polite refusal.
On the day the results were released, her scores were nearly in line with her expectations, even exceeding them by a few points. Compared to the times she had chosen to cheat out of vanity, there was no progress, but at least there was no regression either.
Only Zheng Mengni herself understood how much effort and hardship she had poured into achieving these results throughout the semester. Suddenly, she felt an overwhelming urge to cry.
And she did.
She finally experienced that exhilarating feeling, as if her very soul was trembling with emotion.
After a long while, the tension in Zheng Mengni's heart gradually eased. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly as she thought that her father would probably not be disappointed in her.
She didn't seek praise; she only hoped he wouldn't be let down.
Before dinner, Zheng Mengni wandered absentmindedly to the study on the second floor. Zheng Yicheng did not come personally; he simply instructed the butler to summon her.
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