“It’s okay, it’s all in the past,” Jiang Xudong smiled, seeing Ding Nuanyang’s concern, and grabbed her hand, continuing, “Perhaps the batch of tourism vouchers I bought was the largest transaction Tang Yueliang had ever seen, suddenly making her feel that the world was much bigger.
Young people always want to explore and see more, so she quit her job at the local tourism center and started selling tourism vouchers for various scenic spots everywhere. It looks like she’s doing quite well now.”
“So, what does this Tang Yueliang have to do with the prophecy that Cheng Zhiyi told me?” Ding Nuanyang looked at Jiang Xudong softly.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit her. Before Jiang Xudong could speak, she blurted out, “This Tang Yueliang must know Cheng Zhiyi, right?”
“More than know,” Jiang Xudong laughed at Ding Nuanyang, helplessly raising his eyebrow, “Tang Yueliang was once Cheng Zhiyi’s girlfriend. But Cheng Zhiyi was somewhat stubborn, always believing that girls should stay obediently in their hometown and shouldn’t wander around.
Because of this difference, they eventually broke up. But Cheng Zhiyi blamed me, thinking I, this playboy, had seduced his girlfriend.”
So when Cheng Zhiyi saw you, he naturally recognized you. He had never let go of the matter of breaking up with Tang Yueliang and had always blamed me for this messy account.
When he encountered you, he would not miss this opportunity to take revenge on me. So, he took what he heard from Tang Yueliang and confidently told you as if it were a prophecy…
“So that’s how it was.” Hearing this, Ding Nuanyang finally understood, gently nodding. “No wonder when I left Fang County back then, the villagers still called me ‘Yue Wa Zi’.”
“This world is so small,” Jiang Xudong held Ding Nuanyang’s hand tightly, his eyes full of satisfaction and happiness. “But fortunately, after all our twists and turns, we can finally be together.”
“Mm.” Ding Nuanyang looked at Jiang Xudong steadily, smiling.
In the quiet, the two embraced, immersed in this moment of tranquility. Suddenly, Ding Nuanyang’s eyes widened as if remembering something.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing Ding Nuanyang suddenly stand up and approach him, Jiang Xudong felt a chill down his spine.
“Honestly confess, when you were drunk, did you mistakenly do something terrible to Tang Liang thinking he was me?” Ding Nuanyang pressed Jiang Xudong onto the desk, intimidating him from above, “My policy is lenient for those who confess, but strict for those who resist. Speak!
