CHAPTER 429: CHAPTER 429: CHRISTMAS "SURPRISE" (PART 9)

Tang Yanqi suddenly closed her eyes and shook her head, wondering what she was thinking.

What kind of person was she imagining Sheng Jianan to be?

How could he possibly act one way in front of her and another behind her back?

Moreover, she couldn’t feel his kindness towards her?

Maybe for some men, sweet words are just an instinct for flirting, coming out effortlessly, not even requiring a thought, so they can balance multiple relationships smoothly.

But does Sheng Jianan need to?

He is Sheng Jianan, the president of Shengshi Group, he doesn’t need to coax anyone to have countless women vying to be part of his harem.

How could someone like him concoct so many sweet lies to deceive her?

What does she, Tang Yanqi, have that’s worth him deceiving her for?

Clearing her mind, reason gradually returns, yet her heart still feels heavy.

Tang Yanqi got up, walked to the window, looked at the night outside, trying to calm herself down. She shouldn’t be so pretentious; what is there for her to be pretentious about?

She is beside the man she loves, the man she loves is her lawful husband, the man she loves has explicitly said he likes her, what does she have to be pretentious about?

But why does her heart still feel heavy?

Love, this poison, is too toxic.

It can turn a timid person into someone exceptionally strong, and it can turn a capable and decisive person into someone overly sentimental.

As someone once said, to the world you may be Einstein, but in front of the person you love, you are like an intellectually challenged child.

Tang Yanqi calmed down for a while, comforting herself repeatedly until she finally felt better. Through the reflection in the glass window, she saw a shadowy outline on the bookshelf; Tang Yanqi turned around.

It was the candy jar Sheng Jianan bought to make her happy that day. She ate one candy that day, savoring its sweetness in her heart; today she might eat another, eating one would be good.

Tang Yanqi opened the jar, took one out, and put it in her mouth, still sweet.

Her gaze fell on the small sign hanging outside.

"For my sugar"

Tang Yanqi gently recited this phrase, fully aware this wasn’t a mistake by Sheng Jianan; he did it on purpose.

"Sugar," candy.

Especially for Tang, especially for her.

Her mood seemed much improved, Tang Yanqi smiled slightly, understanding that any relationship requires trust, and love even more so. She should trust and not let her lack of confidence sully Sheng Jianan’s name.

Still, he hugged another woman, but there could be countless reasons for it; who says it has to be the ambiguous kind?

Couldn’t it be that the person sprained her ankle or fainted?

These possibilities exist.

Thinking about it, Tang Yanqi laughed at herself. Young Master Sheng hasn’t even found an excuse, yet she has already thought of one for him.

Besides her, who else would be such a wife?

Noises outside interrupted Tang Yanqi’s thoughts; she opened the door and immediately bumped into someone making a phone call.

"Okay, got it. Handle it the way you see fit."

Sheng Jianan’s casual tone made it sound like he was giving work instructions; at the moment he hung up, Tang Yanqi glanced at the screen—it’s Qiao Zi.

"Had hotpot?"

In her distraction, the person who hung up the phone had already approached her, with a slight smile, maintaining his usual arrogant and carefree demeanor.

"How do you know?"

"You smell like hotpot."

Tang Yanqi instinctively lowered her head to sniff herself, but didn’t smell anything.

Wait... she had taken a shower after returning, how could there be a hotpot smell?