Chapter 44.3

Apologize properly to Meng Zhengrong, have some sweet moments, handle the assistant issue, and this matter will be over.

Xu Yuan immediately understood what Yu Yu meant. She wanted to say that they hadn’t gone all the way yet, but felt it wasn’t appropriate to discuss this with others.

After hanging up, Xu Yuan still thought about Yu Yu’s words, especially her criticisms.

She thought and gradually fell asleep.

Xu Yuan had a dream.

In the dream, she and Meng Zhengrong had a quarrel. Meng Zhengrong left her, and she couldn’t find him anywhere. She tried to call him but couldn’t find her phone, searching anxiously.

The dream felt too real, so real that Xu Yuan woke up in a panic, immediately looking for her phone. Finding it on the bedside table, she felt relieved.

The feeling of loss in the dream was too genuine.

Xu Yuan picked up her phone, opened the contacts, and her finger hovered over Meng Zhengrong’s number.

She glanced at the time; it was already past one in the morning. Meng Zhengrong wasn’t in the bedroom. She got out of bed and walked barefoot out of the bedroom. She didn’t see him on the sofa, in the study, or the guest room. His slippers were still at the entrance, indicating he hadn’t returned.

Xu Yuan squatted down, looking at his slippers, holding her phone.

She wanted to call Meng Zhengrong, ask where he was, but before dialing, she realized her behavior was too familiar.

Isn’t this just like the TV dramas she watched? The husband didn’t come back, the wife was anxious, calling to ask where he was…

What was she feeling now? And in the dream, why was she so anxious and worried when she couldn’t find him?

Xu Yuan thought if she could understand this question, maybe she could give Meng Zhengrong a specific answer.

Where was Meng Zhengrong now?

He suddenly realized that he had been part of family life for so long that he didn’t know where to go after leaving home.

In his early twenties, when he was upset, he would go to bars. He never lacked entertainment back then. Meng Zhengrong drove to a bar, where a few men and women were drunkenly singing at the entrance.

Meng Zhengrong thought for a moment. If he got drunk at the bar, no one could take advantage of him. But if someone deliberately tried to get involved with him, things could go wrong. If he got schemed by a stranger and Xu Yuan found out, wouldn’t it lead to a divorce?

No, no, that’s absolutely not acceptable.

He didn’t want a divorce. Thinking of this, Meng Zhengrong quickly drove away.

Quarreling with his wife and going to a bar to get drunk was the stupidest thing. If any trouble arose, he couldn’t explain it even if he had a thousand mouths.

Although he had a fight with Xu Yuan today, he didn’t intend for their relationship to change.

He was disappointed by her answer, but not to the point of despair.

Her answer wasn’t too hurtful, at least she said she didn’t know, not that she didn’t like him, right?

Go find Song Yu? That’s also a no-go. Song Yu would definitely ask why and make wild guesses. Whatever happened between him and Xu Yuan, he didn’t want others to know. Even if it was his best friend or family, it was just between them.

Meng Zhengrong found a set of keys in his car, including the keys to a villa and the old house. Among them was a set of keys to an apartment he owned near his office, where he lived before getting married. It had been a long time since he went there, but someone cleaned it weekly.

He arrived at his apartment, a three-bedroom unit. Living alone, he didn’t feel anything before, but now, turning on all the lights, it felt too empty.

Meng Zhengrong took out his phone; it was one in the morning. There were no calls from Xu Yuan and no messages from her on WeChat.

He pulled at the corner of his mouth, changed his shoes, took a shower, and lay on the bed but couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. Finally, he found a spare notebook in the apartment and decided to watch a movie.

After searching for a while, he found a film.

He usually couldn’t get into this type of movie; he preferred action or disaster films. But for some reason, he found himself absorbed in this one today.

After watching, it was already past three in the morning. There was still no missed call or message from her on his phone.

Meng Zhengrong thought that Xu Yuan’s “I don’t know” might be the truth.

His wife didn’t like him; how would others laugh at him if they found out? No, he didn’t need anyone else to laugh at him; he wanted to laugh at himself right now.

Xu Yuan had probably gone to sleep by now. She always went to bed early; how could she still be awake at three in the morning waiting to call him?

Meanwhile, Xu Yuan was still unable to sleep. She sat in Meng Zhengrong’s study, flipping through his books, which had his notes in them. He had beautiful handwriting with a fountain pen; it was very nice.

Time seemed to pass so slowly. Why hadn’t he come back yet?

After flipping through several books, Xu Yuan still couldn’t sleep. Her mind was becoming clearer and clearer. She wrapped herself in a robe and wandered around the villa, looking for traces of Meng Zhengrong. Finally, she found him in the walk-in closet, where a display of his watches was arranged on one shelf.

Why wasn’t he back yet? Why wasn’t he back?!

If he didn’t come back, then fine.

At a little past three in the morning, Xu Yuan returned to the bedroom, lying on the bed. Subconsciously, she had already gotten used to being held by him when she slept.

In the end, which was stronger—the power of liking someone or the power of habit? Who could say for sure?

Xu Yuan gritted her teeth, setting aside the awkwardness after their argument. She took out her phone and dialed Meng Zhengrong’s number.

Unfortunately, no one answered. Wasn’t this her limit?

But Xu Yuan still insisted on sending Meng Zhengrong a message on WeChat: “Aren’t you coming back today?”

On the other side, Meng Zhengrong had already fallen asleep. His phone had somehow been set to silent, and it was placed on the bedside table. The screen lit up for a while, showing one missed call and one message notification.

If someone doesn’t call you, it means they don’t want to call you.

The movie Meng Zhengrong watched today was titled He’s Just Not That Into You.