After having breakfast due to heartbreak, Wen Cai thought about it and tried to call Song Xiyuan.

The phone rang for a long time before someone picked it up, but it was a girl's voice: "Hey?"

Wen Cai's heart sank straight down. Before he could react to how to speak, the girl over there was already talking again: "Is it Miss Wen? Mr. Song is in a meeting now, so it is not convenient to answer your phone."

After being stunned, Wen Cai's straight downward heart suddenly stopped the trend of falling, and replaced by a sudden realization that it was Song Xiyuan's secretary.

"Oh." She suddenly felt guilty for the suspicion in her previous heart and said, "It's nothing. Since he is in a meeting, please tell him I'll call me."

"Okay, do I need to tell you anything else?" the secretary said gently and softly.

"No more, just like that."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Cai returned to the room, browsing the news on the computer while waiting for Song Xiyuan to call back.

Before she knew it, more than an hour passed, and she read all the news she could watch, but her phone still didn't ring.

Wen Cai was a little hesitant, not knowing if he should call him again, but if he hit him, he was still in a meeting, wouldn’t he disturb him?

She pinched the phone and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she felt that he was angry more than a meeting, so she dialed the phone again.

In the Qiansheng Group conference room, the cell phone in front of Song Xiyuan who was listening to the report suddenly rang again. He glanced at the caller ID, and then pushed the phone to the secretary next to him expressionlessly again.

The secretary had no choice but to walk outside the office with the phone and answered carefully: "Ms. Wen, Mr. Song is still in the meeting."

Wen Cai paused and said, "When will this meeting be held?"

"This is not sure at the moment." The secretary said truthfully.

Wen Cai thought about it again: "Then have you Mr. Song made an appointment with someone at noon?"

"No."

Wen Cai breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Cai ran downstairs and walked into the kitchen to see what dishes Aunt Zhang had prepared today. Then he picked out a few dishes that Song Xiyuan liked and prepared to make them by himself.

Aunt Zhang smiled from the side: "That's right, how can the couple not quarrel? The most important thing is that someone should know how to make concessions. Our eldest son has a bad temper, but fortunately, you have a good temper. So, marrying a wife like you is really a blessing."

Wen Cai blushed: "Auntie, don't laugh at me. I'm not giving in because he is worth coaxing, but the family is like this and my father's health is so poor. If I continue to make trouble with him, wouldn't my mother be more worried?"

Aunt Zhang smiled: "No wonder the wife always protects you, but you are aware of the general situation."

Wen Cai made several dishes and put them in a thermal lunch box, and added a pot of soup carefully prepared by Aunt Zhang, so he set out from home and rushed to Qiansheng.

When he arrived outside Song Xiyuan's office, he saw his secretary sitting outside working. Wen Cai knew that the meeting had been completed and walked up to him and said, "Have you Mr. Song finished?"

Seeing this, the secretary quickly stood up and said, "Ms. Wen, the meeting is over." After saying that, he saw the food box in Wen Cai's hand again, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his face: "Ms. Wen is here to deliver lunch to President Song?"

Wen Cai nodded: "Didn't you say he didn't make an appointment?"

The secretary nodded, but then said, "But Mr. Song went out just after the meeting, saying that he was... he wouldn't come back in the afternoon."

Wen Cai was stunned. Looking at the two food boxes in his hand, he felt discouraged and turned around and walked back.

She got off to the parking lot and got into the car before she took out her cell phone again and called Song Xiyuan again.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered it. Wen Cai did not continue to call it. He put the phone back in his bag and started the car and left here.

She did not go back to the Song family, but returned to her own small house. Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked to the door, she found that the door was hidden. Wen Cai was frightened and slowly pushed open the door. She saw that the room was in a mess, and the small living room was chaotic. She quickly walked in and found that the bedroom was even more chaotic, the quilt was taken apart and threw it on the ground, and the mattress on the bed was cut into pieces by a knife.

Wen Cai was really frightened by this situation and quickly called 110.

Not long after, two police officers from the police station rushed over, surveyed the room, and asked Wen Cai if he had thrown anything.

There was nothing valuable in the room. The only valuable thing was probably the few Ming-branded clothes that Song Xiyuan hung in his closet. It turned out that those clothes had indeed been stolen. Coupled with a small amount of cash and an old laptop, there was not much loss.

The police left a sentence and left, and Wen Cai felt powerless in the face of the mess.

She sat on the sofa that was also cut and ragged for a long time before she remembered to call. She first found a master who changed the lock to help her change the lock, and then drove to the furniture city and selected a batch of furniture to replace the messy ones in the house.

After changing the sofa and mattress, I cleaned the house again and tidied it up. It was already evening.

Wen Cai sat blankly on the newly bought sofa, full of desolation, but no one could tell.

Calculate their days, they have only been married for a few days, and they have already made such a small matter. If they continue to live in the future, will it be very hard?

She sat in the room until dark, until the phone in her bag suddenly rang, and she suddenly came to her senses and quickly found out the phone, but it was Wen Xin called.

"Xiao Cai, why haven't you come home so late?"

Wen Xin's gentle voice came through the phone, and Wen Cai's eyes were wet for a moment. He quickly wiped his eyes, took a deep breath, and replied: "Mom, I'm having dinner at Wanli. Well, I haven't seen her for a long time, so I won't come back to sleep today. Please help me take care of Nannan."

"Where are you in Wanli? Then I'll feel relieved." Wen Xin said, "Okay, you have fun."

"Goodbye, mom."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Cai fell weakly on the sofa, staring at the glimmer of light coming through the window with his eyes open. He saw it all the time in the middle of the night before he fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, she woke up in a daze and found that she had slept on the sofa all night, as if she had some signs of a cold, dizziness, sore throat, and a slightly blocked nose.

But she ignored it. The first thing she did when she sat up was to look through her phone and opened it. There were no unread messages or any missed calls.

This time, Song Xiyuan is probably going to have a cold war with her to the end?

Wen Cai thought in a daze, and finally smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, put his phone back in his bag, got up and walked into the bathroom to wash up, and then left here.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I met two little girls holding a gossip magazine, looking through the magazine with relish and discussing with enthusiasm—

"Everyone said that with Wen Cai's appearance, how could it be possible to tie Song Xiyuan's heart! Which young man from such a wealthy family is a fuel-efficient lamp? How could he give up so many wild flowers outside for such an ordinary woman?"

Wen Cai's body suddenly froze. When he raised his head, his eyes fell on the magazine held by the two girls.

The person on the cover is Song Xiyuan.

To be precise, it was a photo of Song Xiyuan leaning close together with a woman with heavy makeup.

The two girls didn't notice Wen Cai and walked away directly from her.

But Wen Cai just stood there blankly and could no longer walk.

It seemed as if the blood in her body had frozen, and there was no more warmth on her body.

She should have known what kind of person he is...

But why did he believe him in the end and once again fall into such a difficult situation?

At this moment, the phone in her bag suddenly rang. Wen Cai hadn't moved for a long time, but the phone kept ringing.

It's morning now, and there are many people walking around the community, and their eyes are looking at her.

Wen Cai finally couldn't bear the torture, so he ran to the car suddenly, opened the car door and sat in, leaned on the steering wheel, and burst into tears.

In the Song family's mansion, Wen Xin kept calling Wen Cai, but no one answered until the phone was turned off. She was angry and anxious: "Xiao Cai must have seen that magazine, otherwise why wouldn't she answer my phone?"

Aunt Zhang stood behind her: "Madam, don't be anxious first. Maybe Xiao Cai's phone was just thrown away somewhere accidentally and didn't hear you call."

Wen Xin paused and suddenly turned to Song Xiyuan's cell phone and called.

The phone rang for a long time, and finally Song Xiyuan's lazy voice came: "Beauty Wen, how early?"

"Are early?" Wen Xin was immediately furious, "You are still in the mood to tell me that it's early? What did Xiao Cai do to be sorry for you? Isn't it just a meal with a male friend? Didn't she recognize you? Didn't she coax you? It would be fine if you don't go home, but you still have such a ridiculous thing outside! You had to be with Xiao Cai at the beginning, but now you have only been married for a few days, and you feel tired? Don't want to ask for it again? If you think so, then go and divorce today, don't drag Xiao Cai!"

She said so much in one breath, but Song Xiyuan did not respond at all. Wen Xin was even more angry: "Xi Yuan?"

Still no answer.

Song Xiyuan seemed to throw the phone aside and continued to sleep.

Wen Xin was furious and hung up the phone with a "snake" and said angrily: "Now Xiao Cai's phone can't be connected. Something will happen before he realizes his regret!"

Aunt Zhang was startled by her words and quickly reminded her softly: "Madam..."

Wen Xin was stunned for a moment, then realized what she had said, and quickly spitted: "I was so angry by him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiwan suddenly appeared at the stairs with a crutch. When he heard Wen Xin's words, he immediately frowned: "What's wrong?"

Wen Xin's face changed suddenly. She turned around and saw that he was about to go downstairs. She hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Why are you getting down?"

Song Qiwan relaxed his shoulders and said, "I always lie on the bed, my bones are lying off. I want to go down and have a walk. What's wrong? Why are Xi Yuan angry with you?"

Wen Xin hurriedly said, "No, he hasn't come back for two days. I was thinking that he and Xiao Caicai had newly married, and this affected their relationship, so I said a few words to him. Who knew that he hung up the phone after a busy sentence. Do you think I'm angry?"

After hearing this, Song Qiwan smiled faintly: "Although they are newly married, they have been in love for so long that they will not be affected if they don't meet for two days. Since he is busy with the important matters, don't interfere more."

Wen Xin knew that Song Qiwan's level had passed, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, yes, yes, what do you say?"

But when he thought of Wen Cai, Wen Xin couldn't help but worry about it again.

As Wen Xin expected, Wen Cai did not go home that night. Fortunately, Song Qiwan had gone to bed early recently and would not know about this, but Wen Cai's phone could not be reached, which was really worrying.

Song Xiyuan did not come back either. Wen Xin waited downstairs until ten o'clock, and finally called Song Xiyuan again.

The phone was still ringing for a long time before it was picked up. It was very noisy there. There seemed to be many people. The background sound was filled with men's laughter and the sound of bargaining chips. It seemed that Song Xiyuan should be at the gambling table.

Wen Xin could hear it, but she still asked on purpose: "Xi Yuan, where are you?"

"Macau." Song Xiyuan answered briefly.

"Macau?!" Wen Xin never expected that he would go there to gamble, and she was furious, "Do you still have the intention to enter the casino?"

"What's wrong?" Song Xiyuan's voice was faint, as if mixed with some impatientness.

"What's wrong? Your wife is gone!" Wen Xin said angrily, "She couldn't get through the phone since the morning. She hasn't come back yet. What's wrong with you?"
To be continued...