CHAPTER 254: 233: IS WEN RENCHE REALLY THAT IMPORTANT?

Ruan Yuan smirked at herself: "But the fact is, he doesn’t even know I exist."

To say there was no expectation in the beginning would be a lie.

Who doesn’t wish for a complete family, for the love of a father?

But in the end, it slapped her hard in the face.

Since the day Meng Zheng sent Ruan’s mother abroad, he had already decided to cut ties cleanly.

All those promises were nothing but a guise, a ploy to prevent Ruan’s mother from disrupting him.

As the woman spoke to the end, now calm and indifferent, Shi Yin’s heart couldn’t help but ache.

"Ruan Yuan, I will help you get revenge." He held her tightly, his soft tone mixed with determination.

Afraid she would distrust promises because of her mother’s issue.

Shi Yin had to swallow the words ’I will give you a home’ that almost slipped out.

Only actions can represent everything.

Only actions can completely reassure her.

The warm embrace enveloped Ruan Yuan entirely, the other’s body temperature seemed to seep into her soul, making her shiver.

If someone told her at this moment that what was happening was just a dream, she would be willing to sink into this warmth with him.

"Brother Fan." Jin Yunzhi hooked Xu Fan’s pinky, her grape-like eyes misty with a thin veil of tears.

As if about to cry: "Can you help them?"

He glanced at the two embracing people, a trace of sadness and pain flashing in his eyes.

"In Yunzhi’s eyes, am I an onlooker?" Xu Fan raised an eyebrow and pulled him into his arms.

"I didn’t mean that."

Seeing him flustered while explaining, Xu Fan didn’t tease him further, clasping his hand: "I’ll discuss with Shi Yin, don’t worry."

Actually, even if the boy didn’t mention it, he would still help as they grew up as brothers.

How could one know the other is overwhelmed and not lend a hand?

"The Meng Family’s stocks have been falling sharply, if you’re going to act, do it early." A deep and magnetic voice echoed among the few of them.

Shi Wei looked at his silly brother engulfed in emotions of heartache and sympathy, a trace of disdain crossing his dark eyes: "Why are you still standing there?"

"Then I’ll go back to the company to organize the Meng Family’s situation." Shi Yin hurriedly stood up, holding the woman’s hand.

Passing by Wen Renche, he said with slight apology: "Sorry, we have to leave first."

Wen Renche nodded, an elegant curve forming on his exquisite face: "If you need help with anything, just give me a call."

Ah-Shi’s friends are his friends too.

Though most of his power is overseas, such a small matter is a piece of cake for him.

Not to mention bringing down a business, even making someone disappear completely is not difficult.

"Yes, thank you." Shi Yin responded with a smile.

The gratitude in his eyes was bright and fleeting, but Shi Wei still captured it.

He gave Wen Renche an ambiguous glance, affectionately placing his thin lips on the girl’s cheek: "Zhizhi, we should go home too."

The words ’go home’ were heavily emphasized by him.

Afraid some people might not know that he and the young girl already had a family of their own.

Yu Zhi raised her wrist, her gaze lingering briefly on the watch, her crimson lips lightly pursed: "Shi Wei, I still have something to say to Ah-Che."

Shi Wei looked into the young girl’s eyes, took a deep breath, his suppressed spirit almost tearing apart the smile on his face: "Do I need to step away?"

"No need." Yu Zhi shook her head, secretly pinching his waist in a place others couldn’t see.

Her gesture immediately made Shi Wei understand, he held the mischievous little hand, calmly raising his eyes, casting a lukewarm glance at Xu Fan.

Moments later, the study returned to silence.

Wen Renche stood up, sat where the young girl had sat earlier, took a box of cigars and matches from the desk cabinet.

A ’sizzle’ was heard as it lit.

Grayish-white smoke was exhaled.

Rising slowly and merging with the air, half concealing his face as pure as a high-mountain snow lotus.

Those phoenix eyes beneath the glasses glistened like deep-sea treasures under the chandelier’s light.

It was clearly an unattainable sense, yet the deeply hidden tenderness and emotions in his eyes softened his facial expression.

Yu Zhi searched for his eyes through the smoke: "Ah-Che, how many guns did you bring?"

"Three to five pieces."

Though he guessed what she wanted to say, when she actually asked, he couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed.

Wen Renche lowered his eyes, unwilling to see her being close to another even though he knew he couldn’t give her a stable life now.

"Don’t take them out recently, it’s not safe." Yu Zhi gently reminded, a subtle worry mixed in her brows and eyes: "Also tell Ming Fu to be careful."

Don’t be fooled by Xu Linchuan’s usual carelessness, his observation in such matters is very keen.

Not to mention the source of the guns, if something is inadvertently investigated, it would be troublesome.

"I know."

Her concern made Wen Renche feel somewhat better.

He tapped the cigar, letting the ashes spill entirely into the ashtray, becoming a gray expanse: "Ah-Shi, you should go back and rest early."

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhi gazed deeply at him, having clearly sensed something amiss about him.

Yet the layers of smoke inexplicably pulled the distance between them far apart, making her unable to glimpse any emotions.

Perhaps realizing her gaze, Wen Renche suddenly raised his eyes, locking eyes with her for a few seconds.

Everything around seemed to become illusionary, with room only for the reflections of each other in their eyes.

"Zhizhi, let’s go." Shi Wei held her hand tightly, pulling back her drifting thoughts.

Everything that had happened today had far exceeded his limit of patience; he could no longer let it go unchecked.

Yu Zhi blinked, and before she could react, she was already being led out of the study by the man.

"Shi Wei, we haven’t said goodbye to Ah-Che yet." She turned her head to look back, her clear voice carrying a hint of confusion.

Ah-Che, Ah-Che, always Ah-Che.

Upon hearing this name again, Shi Wei’s repressed anger flared up instantly.

His tone became heavier: "Is Wen Renche that important?"

He carried the young girl in his arms to the passenger seat, buckled her seatbelt, and slammed the car door shut with a ’bang.’

The man stepped on the gas pedal, and Yu Zhi, unprepared, was thrown back, though the soft padding cushioned her from any pain.

Still, the comforting words stuck in her throat were swallowed due to his actions.