Sweet Wife Unattainable

Chapter 372: (2 more)

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Everyone outside said that they were a couple, but she was the only one who knew the truth.

She had never been alone with Song Yan'an. Sometimes when they were in the room, Song Yan'an would always open his room to avoid gossip. He would eat with her and never book a private room. When he sent her home, there would always be a driver present. It was not because he was a gentleman, but because he simply did not want to have anything to do with her.

Lan Shichu had been confused, sad, and disappointed, but she also understood that feelings cannot be forced. Perhaps Song Yanan's heart was simply unwilling to open, and if she continued to love him like that, she would only be hurting herself.

Who hasn't liked someone they couldn't have in their life? But if you can't have it, you can't have it. It's also important to let it go and start your life anew.

Over the past year, Yun Jingnian's care for her had more or less influenced her. He always came to see her when she was unhappy or needed someone. Last time, she went to travel to a distant mountain because she had lost her inspiration, but she caught a bad cold and was unable to get up from the hotel.

And then, it was at that time that Yun Jingnian moved her.

When he learned that she had a bad cold, he was just about to board a plane to go abroad, but because of her, he gave up the overseas business worth hundreds of millions without hesitation, took a helicopter, and rushed directly to the remote town to see her.

She didn't know what she was thinking that night. When she saw him in a daze, she actually started crying fragilely. She lay in his arms, as if venting her pent-up emotions, and cried for a very long time.

No one has ever cared about her like this.

It turns out that the most beautiful scenery is right beside us, but because we are lingering on the mirage, we never stop to look at the people around us.

Later, he fed her medicine, accompanied her to sleep, stayed up all night, did physical cooling for her, fed her porridge, massaged her feet, and stayed with her until her fever completely subsided, then he took her back to the capital.

That day, Yuelan Shichu's company launched a new work. This series of clothing was called "Cloud". It was Yun Jingnian who gave her new inspiration that was about to run out of ideas.

She was grateful and gained a new life.

Coming out of his memories, Lan Shichu lowered his head. His cell phone rang. The text message was from Yun. Lan Shichu couldn't help but smile and picked up the phone.

At this time, the food arrived.

Wu Yang said politely: "Brother, the food is served."

"Okay." Song Yanan smiled faintly.

Hearing this name, Lan Shichu raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Yang who was serving the dishes next to him. This was a girl with a very delicate appearance, about twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with a pointed face, big eyes, porcelain-white skin, and long hair braided into a casual fishtail braid that was scattered on the right side. At the bottom of the braid was a colorful long tassel that hung in front of her waist. This was a girl with a very distinctive dress and a good temperament, and she was very comfortable to look at.

"Brother?" Lan Shichu picked up the water cup and smiled meaningfully.

"She is Ye Mei's friend." Song Yan'an said, placing the napkin on his feet.

"Oh, I see." Lan Shichu nodded and stretched out a delicate hand to her. "Hello, my name is Lan Shichu, and I am also Ye Mei's friend."

"I'm Wu Yang." Wu Yang held Lan Shichu's hand and thought: She is such an elegant and beautiful woman. No wonder Song Yanan likes her. If she were a man, she would probably also like a goddess like Lan Shichu, right

After the dishes were laid out, Wu Yang didn't want to disturb them any further. He said, "All the dishes have been served," and wanted to leave quietly.

Lan Shichu seemed to want to chat with her and called her, "Have you eaten? Do you want to eat with us?"

Wu Yang turned to look at her, "Our employees cannot eat with guests."

What she said was true. She set the rules of the store herself, even though she was not an employee.

Lan Shichu expressed his confusion, "Is it so strict?"

Wu Yang nodded, "Well, that's how catering works."

"What if I ask to have dinner with you? Will your manager refuse?"

Wu Yang smiled, "In order to prevent customers from sexually harassing waiters, this request is still not allowed."

Song Yanan couldn't help but smile, "This rule is really interesting. May I ask what is the name of your store's boss?"

Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then made up a story, "I don't know her name, but everyone calls her Miss Yang."

Actually it’s herself.

Song Yanan thought this surname was very obscure and raised an eyebrow, "Is it Miss Yang?"

"Yes!" Wu Yang smiled reluctantly.

"Is it a woman?" Lan Shichu asked her.

Wu Yang still nodded, "Yes, it's a woman."

"Young woman?"

"Well, probably in his twenties." Wu Yang found it increasingly difficult to answer, fearing that they would continue to question him.

Lan Shichu said to Song Yanan, "She's actually a woman, and she's only in her twenties. Not bad, young and promising."

Hearing Lan Shichu praising him, Wu Yang smiled brightly, "Ms. Lan is also amazing. She founded her own fashion company at such a young age."

Hearing this, Lan Shichu was stunned for a moment and turned his head, "How do you know that I founded a fashion company?"

Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, and quickly added: "Jiang Xun mentioned you to me. He said that everyone in the upper class knows Goddess Lan. He said that you are not only beautiful, but also very smart, and you have your own ideas and brains for doing business."

Lan Shichu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Did the kid from the Jiang family say that?"

In fact, the upper class circle is so small that everyone in it knows each other more or less. Jiang Xun's family has a good relationship with Mu Ziyin's family. The wives of the two families are card-playing partners and often play mahjong together when they have nothing to do.

Jiang Xun and Mu Ziyin are also good friends.

"Yes, he told me so himself." Wu Yang lied without blinking.

Lan Shichu laughed, as if he found it incredible. "I thought that boy was quite arrogant. I didn't expect him to say such things. I really didn't expect it. But are you also good friends with him?"

"Yes, we are classmates."

Lan Shichu looked at Wu Yang and said, "Then you have a lot of friends."

Wu Yang touched his nose and said, "It's okay."

If she said a little more, Lan Shichu would have guessed her identity. Although her family was not as wealthy as theirs, they were also quite successful.

Afraid that Lan Shichu would continue asking questions, Wu Yang quickly found an excuse to leave.

The questions asked by Lan Shichu seemed casual, but they were actually meaningful. If she answered them one by one, her identity as a waitress would be revealed. If that was revealed, Song Yanan would definitely wonder why she pretended to be a waitress, and then - her feelings would be discovered.

She didn't want Song Yan'an to know her identity at all, otherwise she would be embarrassed to death. After all, the two of them were in love with each other, and she was just a passer-by who appeared in the middle. Compared with the beautiful and wise Lan Shichu, she seemed too redundant.

While I was daydreaming, the round glass door of the store was pushed open, and Jiang Xun walked in with a beautiful paper bag in his hand.

Seeing Wu Yang in the store wearing waiter's clothes, Jiang Xun opened his mouth in surprise, "Why are you..."

Before he could finish his words, Wu Yang rushed over and covered his mouth, "Don't talk yet!"

Wu Yang stared into his eyes, his face full of tension.

Jiang Xun was stunned. She looked funny in her waitress's uniform, but it was rare to see her so submissive and submissive.

"Why are you wearing a waiter's uniform?" Jiang Xun asked in a low voice.

Wu Yang raised her eyes and glanced into the distance. The two people at table 26 didn't notice her. She breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "The store is short-staffed. I'm here to help. Why are you looking for me?"

"Here, I'll give this to you." Jiang Xun pointed to the paper bag in his hand.

Wu Yang took it and found a set of dazzling jewelry inside. Wu Yang frowned and asked, "What is this?"

"Our group has just launched a new sample, and this set is for you." Jiang Xun's family is a family that makes luxury jewelry brands. Any bracelet or ring can cost tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions or tens of millions. The brand is very famous.

"So good? But how much does this set cost?" Hearing that it was a sample, Wu Yang accepted it without hesitation. Jiang Xun often gave her samples.

"About a million."

"So expensive? Then I don't want it."

"Keep it. The samples have been shown in the exhibition and there's no way they can be sold to customers. If I don't give them to you, it'll be a waste." Jiang Xun pushed the jewelry over again.

Because of Jiang Xun, Wu Yang never lacked jewelry. She took it in her hand and said with a smile, "You gave me such a nice thing. I'll treat you to a meal. What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to make it for you."

"No, I ate when I met with a client just now, and I can't eat now."

"Would you like something to drink?"

"No, I have something else to deal with at the company."

Wu Yang said, "Ah!" "Did you come here specially to get the jewelry?"

Jiang Xun smiled, rubbing his neck and laughing, "How is that possible? I was just passing by here."

"You're lying. This place is not on the way to your company."

Jiang Xun was exposed and frowned, but still insisted: "I passed by here to meet a client?"

"Really?" Wu Yang was skeptical.

Jiang Xun pursed his lips, "If you don't believe me, forget it. I'm going back."

Wu Yang saw that he seemed very unhappy, looked at his back, and added, "Hey, how about I treat you to a drink tonight?"

Jiang Xun paused, turned around, and his handsome face was already full of smiles, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)