Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man - Chapter 1309 - Chapter 1309: Chapter 1309: He Does Not Belong to Me

Chapter 1309: Chapter 1309: He Does Not Belong to Me

As Feng Yanze’s good friend, Zhou Hengguang and Feng Yancheng were actually quite familiar with each other. When they went downstairs together, Feng Yancheng casually draped his arm over Zhou Hengguang’s shoulder and began to inquire about his own little brother.

The two of them walked at the very back, speaking in low voices, so nobody knew what they said, but they talked in hushed tones for quite a while until Feng Yancheng, looking as if his eyebrows were on fire, dashed past everyone ahead and ran off swiftly.

It left everyone else staring in astonishment.

“What did you tell him?” Xu Xiyi asked curiously.

“Nothing much.”

“I don’t buy that for a second.” Just as Xu Xiyi was about to say something, from the corner of his eye, he spotted two people coming in and bumping right into their group. Those two people were none other than Xu Junfeng and Lu Jianan. Upon seeing his little brother, Xu Xiyi forgot what he was about to say and intended to greet his sibling.

But the darn little brother, instead of approaching his older brother for a greeting, turned away like a guilty thief alongside Lu Jianan.

“Stop right there.” Xu Xiyi shouted out in displeasure.

“Big Brother?” Xu Junfeng slapped his forehead, with an innocent look on his face, pretending as if he’d just seen someone familiar, and exclaimed in surprise, “Big Brother, you’re out playing too! Why are you leaving so early? Oh, by the way, I’ll put my tab on you later!”

After rattling off a string of words, Xu Junfeng realized that everyone present was looking at him and could only offer an awkward smile.

Looking around, there really were a lot of familiar faces! He had just bumped into Feng Yancheng at the entrance and secretly mocked him, thinking since Feng Yancheng was there by himself, it meant that Big Brother and Song Jinyan definitely wouldn’t be around.

These three would either not meet up or be together if they did.

To his surprise, no sooner had he walked in than Song Jinyan and Big Brother appeared, effectively blocking the way. Not only were they present, but Zhou Hengguang was there as well.

All of them, during the New Year festivities, not visiting relatives but out fooling around—it was just too outrageous.

Xu Junfeng felt embarrassed, while Lu Jianan wished she could bury herself in a hole, her anxious heart beating as if it would leap out; she could only clench her fists tightly, forcing herself not to look at the man opposite her whom she had been madly in love with for ten years.

Ever since she heard he got married, Lu Jianan had been so heartbroken that she hadn’t stepped out of her house, her mind filled with thoughts of him. In the past ten years, just hearing news about him or occasionally catching a glimpse was enough to satisfy her and make her feel blissful.

Because back then, though he wasn’t hers, he didn’t belong to any other woman either.

This was all the happiness she had, and when alone, she would feel sweet about it. She never dared to hope that she could have him one day; merely guarding him silently was enough.

Because deep down, she knew that some people were simply beyond her reach.

But now… now that this day had really come, why was she in so much pain that even breathing hurt?

Lu Jianan couldn’t help but steal glances at Song Jinyan, her eyes brimming with uncontrollable grief, grievance, and tender affection. Her emotions were so complex, so heart-wrenchingly memorable, that any man would be moved and feel compassion.

Then there was Song Jinyan on the other side, his expression calm, his depth reserved, and his gaze steady and still.

His heart truly was cold.

Even Xu Xiyi, standing by, couldn’t help but frown, giving his good friend a glance before ultimately remaining silent.

All present were sharp individuals, and the atmosphere gradually took on a bizarre turn; it was at that moment someone let out a scornful laugh, “Heh!”

Zhou Hengguang’s cold laugh was too crushing, too cutting; Lu Jianan couldn’t take it and, with tears streaming down her face, turned and fled in disarray.