2737 Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (255)

In the distance, Auntie Jiang saw her waiting alone and was moved. 'Young Madam has been waiting for three days in a row but Young Master has not returned for three days. Are they really going to go separate ways this time?'

She had already seen the news. It was rumored that Feng Yunan was celebrating Wen Ke'er's birthday on Christmas.

But Feng Yunan had no idea that it was also Wen Ke'er's birthday today!

In order not to make Qiao Ruoxi wait too long, Auntie Jiang made up her mind. Even if she had to risk offending Feng Yunan, she had to say what she needed to say.

She quietly left the villa and took out her phone to send a message to Xiu Yi.

Coincidentally, when Feng Yunan received the message, he sent Wen Ke'er back to her apartment. The door of the apartment was closed and he could not report the news to Feng Yunan.

In the Blue Lotus apartment, Feng Yunan helped the drunk Wen Ke'er to sit on the sofa. In the end, Wen Ke'er deliberately took advantage of the situation and put her arm around his neck.

"Brother Nan…"

Wen Ke'er raised her head and said coquettishly, "Today is my birthday. I'm so happy. I'm really happy! Brother Nan… tell me, do you love me?"

Wen Ke'er wasn't really drunk. She was just pretending to be drunk to get Feng Yunan to reveal his thoughts.

"Ke'er, you drank too much."

Feng Yunan was not good at sweet-talking. Moreover, he had never said "I love you."

Even when facing Wen Ke'er, the woman he cared about the most, he could not bring himself to say it.

"I didn't drink too much," Wen Ke'er said coyly. "Tell me, Brother Nan, I've never heard you say those three words before!"

"Okay, stop it. You should rest."

"Brother Nan, don't leave tonight. Stay with me, okay?"

"…"

Feng Yunan was hesitating when Wen Ke'er pretended to faint again. "Brother Nan, I feel like I can't breathe. It's a little uncomfortable!"

Seeing Wen Ke'er lying on the sofa, Feng Yunan asked worriedly, "Ke'er, what's wrong? Is your asthma acting up again?"

Wen Ke'er took a few breaths and explained, "No, it's just that my chest feels a little stuffy."

"I feel much better now."

"Go lie on the bed!"

2Overjoyed to have Feng Yunan carry her back to the bed, Wen Ke'er asked innocently, "Brother Nan, why is my heart beating so fast? It's really fast. Am I sick?"

The girl's eyes and actions were clear enough. She wanted to keep him here for the night.

She was so pure and beautiful. He had always wanted to protect her and not let anyone hurt her, including himself.

Moreover, even if his marriage with Qiao Ruoxi was only a contractual agreement, his personal principles would never allow him to commit adultery.

He could not continue watching. The best way was to leave quickly.

"Rest early. I'm leaving. I'll contact you tomorrow."

After saying that, turned around in time.

When Wen Ke'er saw that he was leaving, she lay on the bed and called out to him, "Don't go, Brother Nan, don't go… Stay with me, okay? Brother Nan…"

No matter how much she asked him to stay, Feng Yunan did not turn back and did not continue to stay.

After the man left, Wen Ke'er's arms hung down weakly. There was an indescribable despair in her heart.

It was getting harder and harder to catch Feng Yunan. Ever since he married Qiao Ruoxi, he had changed too much.

Unknowingly, he had been deliberately keeping his distance from her. Even when she tried to seduce him time and time again, he remained calm.

It made Wen Ke'er wonder if she was not charming enough.

'Does Feng Yunan not love me anymore?'

Why did he refuse to touch her?

Feng Yunan left the Blue Lotus apartment and waited outside. When he saw Xiu Yi come out, he let out a sigh of relief.

He almost thought that his president would be immersed in Wen Ke'er's warmth tonight and not come out. Luckily, his mind was still clear.

Feng Yunan walked out of the apartment while Xiu Yi caught up.

After returning to the car, Huo Yunshen observed Feng Yunan's expression in the rearview mirror. He looked expressionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Xiu Yi thought of Auntie Jiang's message and asked carefully, "President, are you going back to the Ocean Pavilion tonight?"

"What do you think?"

Feng Yunan frowned. It was obvious that he was very displeased at the mention of this topic.

He couldn't help but think of that woman. She didn't even send him a message or call for three days straight. She didn't even bow down to him. How could he go back?

Xiu Yi knew that Feng Yunan had always been arrogant and waiting for someone to give him an out. Thinking that it should be the best time to resolve the conflict now, Xiu Yi said, "In that case, let's go back to the Ocean Pavilion."

At the crossroad, Huo Yunshen took the initiative to change the direction of his car towards the Ocean Pavilion instead of the company or Yin Zun.

"Who told you to go back to the Sea Pavilion?"

Feng Yunan's face turned sullen when he saw Xiu Yi switching lanes.

If he took the initiative to go back now, wouldn't that woman be so smug?

"Just go home," Huo Yunshen said. "You've been waiting for the whole night."

"What did you say? She's waiting for me?"

Feng Yunan thought he was hallucinating.

Qiao Ruoxi had been waiting for him the whole night.

Qiao Ruoxi was willing to cook for him. Did she know she was in the wrong and wanted to apologize to him?

"Yes. Actually, today is not only Miss Wen's birthday, but also Young Madam's…"

"…"

Feng Yunan fell silent after hearing her words.

Today was also Qiao Ruoxi's birthday?

He had no idea.

He recalled her mentioning that she had prepared dinner for him. He wondered if she had wanted to celebrate his birthday with him.

The moment he imagined her waiting alone for him to return, he could no longer remain calm.

The anger and anxiety that had accumulated over the past three days had also dissipated with the wind.

"What time is it now?" he asked agitatedly.

"11: 35," Xiu Yi replied.

"We have to get to the Ocean Pavilion before 12 o'clock," Feng Yunnan ordered.

"Yes!"

Xiu Yi was relieved. 'President, you're finally enlightened. If you'd been so enthusiastic earlier, why would you have wasted three days being angry?'

The car sped up, but Feng Yunan stopped it halfway.

Xiu Yi parked his car by the side of the road. He turned around and asked, "What are your instructions, President?"

"Can we still get flowers now?"

Feng Yunan scratched his head in bewilderment, looking like a teenager in love.

"I'm afraid we can't buy any now," Xiu Yi replied.

"Then forget it. Let's go!"

Feng Yunan suddenly thought of getting a bouquet of flowers. Since it was too late, he decided to give up.

To his surprise, Xiu Yi said smilingly, "But, President, I bought a bouquet for you just now."