RMM -Chapter 241 The So-Called Opportunity

After all, that day when He Wen rushed to the Zhengjia Courtyard in a flurry, Duan Wei had already arrived and was talking with Su Ruo. No one knew what they were discussing, but the two of them were laughing brilliantly.

Seeing He Wen’s furious expression, Su Ruo was startled and curiously asked, “What’s wrong with you? Why do you look like you’re about to explode? Who fed you something bad?”

Duan Wei turned at the sound and, seeing He Wen fuming, was also somewhat surprised. She nodded toward Su Ruo and asked, “Yeah, who made you this angry?”

He Wen walked over and sat next to Su Ruo, casually tossing her bag aside with a hum. “Who else could it be? Isn’t it that ungrateful little brat Feng Weijia? After all the work I’ve done for him, he still has the nerve to call me ungrateful! What did I ever owe him to be insulted like this?”

Although He Wen had mostly calmed down on the way here, just talking about it now stirred up the anger in her again.

Su Ruo raised an eyebrow, amused yet helpless. There was no need to guess—of course Feng Weijia had messed up again. What more was there to say?

Duan Wei, of course, noticed Su Ruo’s expression and was puzzled. Why did Ruo Ruo look so knowing? She subtly made a mouth gesture, silently asking what was going on.

Su Ruo glanced at He Wen and, seeing that she wasn’t paying attention to them, silently gestured back to Duan Wei, signaling that it could wait.

What a joke—how could she tell Duan Wei, right in front of He Wen, that Feng Weijia had long harbored feelings for He Wen but was just clumsy in his approach? It had been like this for so long…

Such gossip, naturally, had to be kept away from the main parties. Su Ruo thought this to herself but still smiled outwardly, clearing her throat to comfort He Wen.

“Feng Weijia really is too much. How many times has he made you angry now? Isn’t he just boring and picking on people for fun? But…”

Su Ruo’s eyes twinkled mischievously. “Why does he always target you? Isn’t that strange? Doesn’t he have anyone else around him? Why does he always pick on you? He Wen… you two must have quite a good relationship, right? Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so brazen, would he?”

Hearing Su Ruo’s restrained teasing, Duan Wei sniffed something was off. She wasn’t stupid. Su Ruo’s words were quite clear—if she didn’t get it now, what had she been doing all these years?

Something about it felt odd. Listening to Ruo Ruo, Feng Weijia did seem strange, as if there were hidden matters she didn’t know. What had happened while she was away? Why did everything seem so mysterious? According to Ruo Ruo, could Feng Weijia and He Wen have some secret connection? But then why did He Wen look completely unaware?

Ahem. Duan Wei, who had been around for so long, hadn’t noticed the subtle hints in Ruo Ruo’s words. She only saw He Wen looking sulky, oblivious to the innuendo, and didn’t notice Duan Wei’s suspicion either.

“Exactly! If I had a close relationship with Feng Weijia, your jokes might be understandable. But what is my relationship with him now? At most, superior and subordinate. If I’m unwilling, I can end that at any time! Ugh, it’s frustrating. I’m wondering—did I offend him somehow? Why is he holding a grudge against me?”

He Wen looked confused. She had already begun to suspect that she had unknowingly offended Feng Weijia; otherwise, why would he trick her into going to his company and then continually make things difficult for her?

Su Ruo raised an eyebrow and shrugged, feigning ignorance. “Who knows? Only Heaven, Earth, and he himself know. Maybe there’s some hidden reason. One day, when everything becomes clear, you’ll marvel at how extraordinary fate can be.”

Su Ruo’s cryptic words only made He Wen frown in frustration. “What? What are you even talking about all this time?”

Duan Wei watched with interest as Su Ruo teased He Wen and wasn’t in a rush to figure out what she was hiding. She could ask later when He Wen wasn’t around.

“Buddha says, some things cannot be said, cannot be said,” Su Ruo said with a sly glance at He Wen. “Why are you in such a hurry? When the time comes, you’ll naturally know.”

“I beg your pardon! Su Ruo, that’s not right. How am I in a hurry? You’re just talking nonsense. How am I the impatient one? What do your words even mean?”

“Nothing, really. Didn’t you just say it yourself? I’m just talking nonsense. Don’t take it seriously.”

Su Ruo smiled brightly, clearly enjoying herself.

“You… but why do I still feel something’s off? You must be hiding something from me, right?”

Although He Wen was easygoing, she wasn’t dumb. She could sense something in Su Ruo’s seemingly casual words, but couldn’t quite figure out what exactly.

“I said it’s nothing, so it’s nothing. Since when did you become so sensitive? Making baseless accusations now?”

Su Ruo was determined not to reveal a single thing to He Wen, keeping up an innocent act.

Seeing this, He Wen realized she wouldn’t get anything out of Su Ruo, sighed, and shot her a discontented glare.

Duan Wei, watching their interaction, couldn’t help smiling. She knew Su Ruo was teasing He Wen and found He Wen’s frustrated look amusing. She also wondered just what Su Ruo really knew.

Was Su Ruo’s teasing purely playful, or did it have some deeper meaning?

Duan Wei could think of possibilities, but when considering the people involved—Feng Weijia and He Wen—she dismissed them. Could there really be anything between those two? Probably Su Ruo was referring to something else.

Yes, everyone assumed Feng San’er (Feng Weijia) and He Wen were worlds apart. How could anything happen between them? Yet, even so, keen eyes could still see that Feng San’er had a thing for He Wen. Occasionally, it could be brushed off as a misperception, but whenever they gathered, Feng Weijia’s attention was always on He Wen. Everyone could see that clearly.

They understood Feng Weijia’s intentions and also realized that He Wen was clueless, so they tacitly kept silent. They were just spectators; if He Wen and Feng Weijia ended up together, it would be a happy ending. If they parted ways, well, the drama had run its course.

As long as He Wen wasn’t hurt, Feng Weijia could make a fuss all he wanted, and they were curious how long he could persist. Considering He Wen’s naivety in matters of love, could Feng Weijia succeed?

Indeed, this group of friends were truly mischievous. They all chose to remain silent, simply watching the chaos, unwilling to warn He Wen about Feng Weijia’s relentless antics.

Su Ruo, as He Wen’s close friend, also watched from the side, observing the chaos without saying a word.

After all, love cannot be forced; one has to come to it on their own. Only then can it be lasting.

Duan Wei, being “outside” the loop for some time, didn’t know any of this. Moreover, in her mind, He Wen and Feng San’er were hardly on the same trajectory.

So, at this moment, Duan Wei was genuinely puzzled, sensing an undercurrent in Su Ruo’s words but dismissing it as impossible.

Once Su Ruo brushed it off, He Wen, though dissatisfied, had no choice but to chat with her about whatever topic Su Ruo brought up.

In a short while, He Wen forgot her earlier irritation and even the events that happened in Feng Weijia’s office. Thankfully, she had forgotten; otherwise, if she questioned Su Ruo about thinking she might be ill, Su Ruo would have laughed for quite some time.

Three women together always had endless things to talk about. Amid laughter and chatter, time passed in a flash.

“Hey, why are you leaving already? You haven’t finished eating. Come on, sit for a while, dinner will be ready soon.”

Shen Liang, holding Xi Zi and pacing in the living room, saw the three women going downstairs. Seeing He Wen and Duan Wei about to leave, he called out to stop them.

He Wen and Duan Wei had no intention of eating at the Zhengjia Courtyard. Coming over to chat with Su Ruo was fine, but eating there meant facing Xi Lao and Director Xi head-on.

How could they summon the courage for that?

Let alone Xi Lao, who had always been polite only to the Su family siblings and maintained a strict demeanor toward others. The impression of his sternness was deeply ingrained.

Moreover, there was the unyielding Director Xi. Every time they met him, they had to take detours. Eating with him? That was nerve-wracking.

What if asked about recent activities? How could they answer without mentioning “work trouble”?

Thus, the two firmly refused, giving excuses about unfinished work or waiting for meals at home.

After seeing them off, Shen Liang asked in puzzlement, “What’s up with those girls? Why don’t they eat at home even once? Always in such a hurry. Are they that busy?”

Su Ruo took Xi Zi from Shen Liang’s arms and smiled, “Maybe. Don’t worry about them. Let’s start eating; Dad should be back soon.”

Su Ruo knew why the two had dashed off and didn’t bother explaining to Shen Liang, inwardly dismissing their cowardice.

Tch, utterly hopeless.