Tang Si drove to catch up with Shi Ran, stopped his car by the roadside, got out, and walked to Shi Ran’s side. He grabbed her arm and said, "I'm sorry!"
Shi Ran, her eyes filled with tears and a sense of injustice, shook off Tang Si's hand. "You don't need to apologize to me. From the beginning, I was only after the money you gave me. Now I don't want the money, and we have no employer-employee relationship. Please stop bothering me!"
Just then, a striking red Ferrari pulled over to the side of the road, and Zhao Wuyan got out. "Shi Ran!"
She called out and quickly walked over to Shi Ran. "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I apologize."
Shi Ran, her eyes blurry with tears, looked at Zhao Wuyan, then at Tang Si. With a push, she shoved him away and walked off.
This time, Tang Si didn't chase after her.
Zhao Wuyan grabbed Tang Si's arm. "Si Bing, can you give me a chance to reconcile?"
Her pretty face was full of helplessness. "I know I was willful and ignorant before, and I didn't cherish you. But now I regret it, I..."
"Willful?"
Tang Si let out a cold laugh, his face growing more indifferent. "Willfully married someone else, then got divorced. Now you want to be with me? What, do you think I, Tang Si, am a scrap collector?"
"No. I just think... I think I still truly love you."
"So, according to you, even if I, Tang Si, get married and divorced again, you'd still be willing to be with me?"
"I..."
Zhao Wuyan hadn't expected Tang Si to say that. She knew that what she had done had caused him irreversible harm.
She pursed her lips, clenched her fists, and hesitated.
"Your expression has already told me the answer. Zhao Wuyan, don't come again..."
"Yes!" Zhao Wuyan said resolutely. "I made a mistake, and of course, I can accept your mistakes. You can get married, and I'll wait for you. After you divorce, we'll get married."
Her words, bordering on madness, surprised Tang Si.
He paused for a moment before finally uttering two words, "Crazy."
...
Hospital.
With nowhere to go, Shi Ran walked aimlessly. She eventually ended up at the hospital and found Meng Jingwei. "Wuwuwu... Wei Jie..."
Meng Jingwei, who was sitting on the bed operating her computer, saw Shi Ran crying like a distraught mess. "What's wrong? Why is your hair so messy?"
Meng Jingwei closed her laptop and set it aside. She got out of bed, walked over to Shi Ran, and pulled her to sit on the sofa.
"Here, wipe your tears first."
She took out a few tissues and handed them to Shi Ran. "Tell me, what exactly happened?"
Shi Ran choked as she took the tissues and wiped away her tears. She lowered her head, sobbing uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking.
Meng Jingwei didn't press further. She patted Shi Ran's shoulder, comforting her emotions.
After a while, Shi Ran finally told Meng Jingwei everything that had happened between Tang Si, Zhao Wuyan, and herself.
"Aren't you foolish? You're digging your own grave."
Meng Jingwei sighed. "If you two are in the same room for too long, feelings can easily develop. Tang Si is a playboy with a wealthy background; it doesn't matter how he acts as he pleases. But you? Once you fall into the vortex, getting trapped by love will only hurt yourself."
"I..."
Shi Ran hung her head, her hands clutching the tissues. Recalling all the moments she had spent with Tang Si, she then said, "Then Wei Jie, can you introduce me to a boyfriend?"
There were some things she dared not think about too deeply herself.
Especially those fleeting heartbeats when they were together.
She was truly afraid that, as Meng Jingwei said, she would fall into the vortex of emotions and be unable to extricate herself.
"Okay, of course, no problem."
Meng Jingwei smiled, reached out, took off Shi Ran's hair tie, and tidied her hair again, tying it into a ponytail.