Chapter 4 True or False_1

After work in the evening.

In a milk tea shop near the university, I met Ye Mengyan.

She had changed into a white shirt, paired with a black pleated skirt, which made her look innocent and pure.

Her eyes were beautiful, and when she laughed she revealed pearly white teeth, her smile radiant and pure.

"You're here!"

"You needed to see me?"

Ye Mengyan took out a bag of dried medicinal herbs from her bag and placed it in front of me.

"I noticed you're looking a bit pale, my mom brought some dried ginseng from our hometown. You should take it to boost your health."

"Thank you, where is your hometown?"

"Oh, it's in Qingcheng... which is quite impoverished! However, the mountains there have plentiful wild herbs, which are much better than the cultivated ones."

We chatted for a while, and the conversation steered towards fashion design.

"Xiaoyun, you're an employee at Zhenyi Company, right?"

"How did you know?"

"Er, I saw your work badge last time."

"Yeah, I'm just a humble employee at Zhenyi Company."

"I didn't really need anything particular, I just wanted to chat with you. I noticed you have talent in fashion design, why aren't you working in the field?"

"Well, fashion design is my hobby, I don't want to turn it into my job."

"Ah, I really envy you! Actually, I also want to join Zhenyi Company."

Ye Mengyan's aspirations surprised me a little.

"What's so great about Zhenyi Company?"

"This company is currently the best-developing and most powerful company in A City. Moreover, their president is very ambitious. Such a talented man..."

When Ye Mengyan mentioned Gu Yuanzhou, her eyes were filled with admiration and awe.

Not only is Gu Yuanzhou intelligent and competent, but he also has an extraordinary appearance, making it easy for women to be smitten by him.

I couldn't help but ask her,

"If Gu Yuanzhou asked you to be his mistress, would you be willing?"

Ye Mengyan shyly laughed,

"You're joking! How could a regular girl like me be worthy of President Gu's attention? Besides, he loves his wife so much, I don't think there's room in his heart for another woman."

As we were leaving the milk tea shop, a lady on the street stopped us and begged for help.

"Young lady, my phone was stolen and now I don't have money to take transport home. Could you lend me 100 Yuan for transport?"

Seeing her neat clothing and the way her eyes kept shifting, it seemed like she was scamming, so I didn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mengyan very readily took out 100 yuan from her wallet and gave it to her. She even handed her the bread she just bought, in case the woman didn't have anything to eat.

"Thank you!"

The woman gratefully and quickly left.

"Er, you just gave her the money like that. Didn't you consider the possibility she might be a scammer?"

"A scammer? I thought she didn't look like one."

"If she was really robbed, she should have gone to the police station. The officers would have helped her."

"It's okay, it's just 100 yuan. What if she really needed it?"

Ye Mengyan's words made me feel her kindness once more.

How could such a kind-hearted girl be a despised mistress?

"Xiaoyun, I really like you. I want to be your friend. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because you are so much like my sister..."

"Which sister?"

"Song Yun!"

Her words took me by surprise.

"Her?"

"Hmm, she was such a good person. I really miss her so much! Alas, it's such a pity she had a short life. I have been wanting to go to the temple these days, to help her pray for a better rebirth."

Ye Mengyan's voice choked up, tears welling in her eyes. I could feel her emotions were genuine.

I believe no mistress would have such feelings for the original wife.

Could the mistress really not be her?

Suddenly, there was a crush of people up ahead. Looking up, we saw a few luxury cars surrounding an ancient temple. The car doors opened.

A man in a suit, dignified, stepping out of the car.

He was wearing sunglasses, his face cold as frost. In his arms were memorial tablets of his wife and child, as he made his way towards the main building.

"It's Mr. Gu!"

Ye Mengyan softly murmured, longingly watching from afar, her eyes filled with fascination.

Gu Yuanzhou's silhouette seemed a bit lonesome.

Behind him were countless reporters snapping photos.

"He's so pitiful! I heard that his beloved wife and two children died tragically in a fire overnight."

"Alas, I can't even bear to think about it! How is he going to carry on with his life!"

"It's as if his world has collapsed."

"I think he's here for a memorial service, to help his wife and kids transcend, guiding them towards the afterlife."

"Such a devoted man, he is indeed a rare breed!"

The voices of the crowd were overlapping.

Some people were wiping their tears, sympathizing with Gu Yuanzhou.

Regarding the discussion of the crowd, I remained calm.

If I weren't Gu Yuanzhou's marketing staff, perhaps I would have been easily moved too.

Beside me, Ye Mengyan was also constantly watching Gu Yuanzhou off in the distance.

It seemed like every move he made touched her heart.

"Ah, I really don't know how he has managed to get through these days."

Ye Mengyan sighed softly.

I glanced at her,

"If you're worried about him, you could call and comfort him."

Ye Mengyan gave a soft laugh,

"I don't have his personal number."

"Didn't you say that his wife sponsored your education? If you're this close, how could you not have his number?"

"Sponsoring me was Sister Song's personal act. It has nothing to do with Mr. Gu...I don't have any private interactions with him."

"Oh, you care so much about him, I thought you were close friends."

"Not at all, I purely care for him because of Sister Song."

Ye Mengyan's voice was soft.

The sound of the monks striking the wooden fish echoed, their chants reverberating through the temple.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest and a wave of dizziness overcame me.

It took a while before I regained clarity.

Ye Mengyan had helped me to a shady spot.

"Xiaoyun, are you okay? Should I take you to the hospital? Your hand is so cold!"

"I'm fine, I've been frail since I was a child, I can't go to places where spirits are worshipped."

"Let me take you home!"

"No need, I'll take a cab."