Chapter 399: Chapter 377: It’s All the Matchmaker God’s Fault for Connecting the Wrong Threads
"It’s nothing much." Wen Nuan paused her movement of pressing her shoulders, the bitter smile at her lips freezing into ice, yet her voice was so light and cheerful, like a bird released from its cage:
"In other words, your daughter is now free. From now on, she can do whatever she wants without worrying about being married or anything."
"Is that really what you think?" Wen Qingyan turned back, quickly putting on a relaxed and carefree expression: "Of course, they all say marriage is the grave of love, and it’s really true. Before getting married, you feel like you love each other a lot, but once you’re married, all sorts of conflicts arise. Now that I think about it, being single is better."
"Do you really feel like you can’t go on anymore?" Wen Qingyan still seemed a bit incredulous, his eyes dark with emotion as he looked at Wen Nuan and sighed: "Actually, Dad has always liked Leng Yan, I didn’t expect him to do such a disgraceful thing."
"Dad, don’t think too much." Wen Nuan smiled indifferently: "My fate with him has ended. Back then, when the matchmaker tied our red string, he must have accidentally snapped it. Otherwise, he realized he tied it to the wrong person, and now he’s correcting it."
"What nonsense!" Wen Qingyan affectionately ruffled her hair: "Good daughter, Dad won’t say much more, as long as you’re happy."
If he hadn’t forced it back then, his daughter wouldn’t have married Leng Yan and suffered so much grievance. Now he wouldn’t force his daughter to do anything, as long as she is happy, it’s fine.
"Thank you, Dad!" Wen Nuan pressed her lips together and smiled, her throat tightening, and she quickly ran off. In her rush, she nearly tripped over the coffee table. But she didn’t care anymore, rushing into the bathroom to retch for a while. Aunt Liu followed her in, patting her back and sighing:
"Miss, you can hide it for a while but not forever. Mr. Wen noticed you looked unwell when he went to work and asked me what was wrong with you, I said it was some stomach disorder and kept it from him. But even if you don’t say it now, eventually your belly..."
"I’ll hide it as long as I can, and I’ll tell him when the right opportunity comes." Wen Nuan rinsed her mouth with warm water, her smile carrying a hint of helplessness and bitterness.
It’s not that she didn’t want to say; she’s afraid that once Dad knows, he would make her have an abortion. She needed to find the right opportunity to confess this matter so that Dad can accept it well.
Tomorrow is her first day at work, and she intends to perform well. Only if she does well and proves her capabilities, then Dad will rest assured and let her be a single mom.
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Wen Family mainly operates in the cosmetics business. Wen Nuan had just been at the company for a few days. She wasn’t in a hurry to settle into a specific position, and her work wasn’t specialized either. Her main task was to learn from various departments to get a comprehensive grasp of Wen Family. This was completely different from her background in fashion design, but fortunately, she was inherently bright, and adapting was not as difficult as she imagined. Although when she had downtime, her hand holding a pen would unwittingly sketch fashion designs, most of the time she stayed busy, slowly eroding her sense of emptiness.
"Miss Wen, I’m going to the mall to check out the performance of the latest product launch, are you interested in joining?"
Wan Qi from the marketing department, noticing her taking a break in the lounge while drinking juice, knocked on the open door with a smile and stood at the entrance, smiling warmly at her.
"Sure." Wen Nuan beamed and immediately stood up.
She wasn’t afraid of being busy, the busier the better. So, she often went out with the marketing department people.
They were recently launching a cosmetic product that was very suitable for pregnant women, with minimal stimulation to the fetus, thus very popular among beauty-loving expectant mothers.
"I also bought a set, and it’s really good." In the taxi, Wan Qi spoke about the cosmetics, her lips curled in a smile.
"Ah, you’re using it too?" Wen Nuan was slightly surprised, her eyes quickly glancing at Wan Qi’s belly as she chuckled: "You mean you’re pregnant?"
"Yes, just over a month, so it’s not really noticeable yet. I’ve been wearing high heels less lately because of this. I used to be the high heel queen of our company, and I can’t walk without them." Wan Qi’s face reddened a little, pointing to her shoes, speaking somewhat ruefully: "My husband wouldn’t let me wear heels that are too high, afraid that I might fall, so I had to switch to these mid-heels."
The tone was slightly rueful, but the smile at the corners of her lips hadn’t faded, she looked very happy at a glance: "I fought against it, but knowing he cares for me and our baby, I decided to follow his advice."