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Wei Jingxi glared coldly, "That person in the car that day was you, right? Why did Xiao Ni get sick after going out with you?"
Tan Yan maintained his gentle and humble demeanor, responding to Wei Jingxi's question without losing his composure. "It was my oversight; I didn't take good care of Xiao Ni and let down the expectations of your parents."
"Expectations?" Wei Jingxi scoffed, mocking him. "Don't flatter yourself!"
"Enough, stop arguing." Zheng Yicheng's expression darkened as he unceremoniously ushered them out. "In a few days, it will be your big day. You don't need to worry about Xiao Ni; Xian Zhi should head home early to help out."
Wei Jingxi felt a wave of anxiety wash over him; everything around him felt foreign. He stood there, isolated and helpless. Behind him was Zheng Yicheng, determined to make things difficult for him. In front of him was Tan Yan, whose hypocrisy was painfully evident. Walking up the stairs was Sun Yao, indifferent and never having regarded him as significant. Lying in the bedroom was Xiao Ni, weak and unable to see his distress and helplessness.
He only had her.
He just wanted to see if she was feeling any better.
Was that too much to ask?
Tan Yan stood with one hand in his pocket, gazing at Wei Jingxi's pale and sorrowful face. He suppressed an inappropriate smile and said seriously, "Xiao Ni is doing well now; I just visited her for you. If you're really worried, I can accompany you. Feel free to ask me anything you want to know."
Wei Jingxi realized that if he said anything more, it would only irritate his father-in-law further. He swallowed the immense injustice and grievance he felt, absentmindedly bidding farewell to Zheng Yicheng before lowering his head and retracing his steps.
He had never been one to lower his head.
He had come with such anticipation.
Now he left in a rush, feeling utterly helpless.
Downstairs, Sun Yao relayed everything that had happened to Zheng Mengni.
She wrapped herself in a knitted cardigan, quietly standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The pitiful silhouette was about to fade from view; Zheng Mengni could have stayed with him. She watched for a long time, the fleeting image etched in her heart.
"You could send him a message," Sun Yao said as she stepped forward, resting a hand on Zheng Mengni's frail shoulder.
"No."
Zheng Mengni turned her head and pulled Sun Yao back to sit by the bed.
Sun Yao cautiously probed, "Xiao Ni, do you want him to come up and see you?"
Zheng Mengni lacked energy, her expression extremely flat. She forced a smile, "I don’t want to."
The engagement had been called off; it was better not to maintain a relationship that was destined to break apart.
Sun Yao was surprised. "Is that really how you feel?"
With a helpless sigh, she continued, "Your dad is indeed too hasty. The marriage hasn’t even been annulled, and the new son-in-law is already introduced; it’s awkward for them to run into each other."
Zheng Mengni frowned. "Mom, there’s something I don’t understand."
"What is it?"
Logically speaking, with the Tan family's influence, it shouldn’t have fallen to me to find a marriage partner for the heir.
Before she could finish her thought, Sun Yao pressed her index finger to her lips. "Shh! I won’t allow you to belittle yourself. In my eyes, Ni Ni will always be the most outstanding treasure; no one is worthy of you."
True, in terms of family background, the Zheng family and the Tan family were indeed incomparable. But aside from family status, I feel Ni Ni is more than enough for Tan Yan.
So don’t say such things again; no one can look down on my precious daughter, including you, understand?
Zheng Mengni's heart skipped a beat as warmth flooded through her. She threw herself into Sun Yao's embrace, tears brimming in her eyes as she called out, "Mom."
"I love you so much."
Humans are greedy; having received Sun Yao's unconditional love, she truly didn’t want to let go.
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