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As Feng Zongran was still lost in sleep that morning, Uncle Huai hurriedly knocked on his door, saying that the young lady was missing.
Without time to put on his shoes, Feng Zongran rushed barefoot through the house searching for her. Finally, in the study, he found a piece of paper left on the table—it was the Divorce Letter he had written last year. Now, a name was neatly inscribed on it—Xian Xiang.
She had finally fulfilled his love, but she had taken his heart with her.
With a heavy heart, Feng Zongran made his way to Yuan Mansion. Today was the final deadline set by Yuan Manling for him to propose.
Upon entering the courtyard of Yuan Mansion, he noticed the servants were somewhat flustered, their eyes darting as they informed him that the young lady was in the flower room.
He headed over and had just reached the door of the flower room when he heard voices inside arguing—it was Yuan Manling and a man. As the man spoke, Feng Zongran recognized his voice—it was Tan Yao.
“Man Ling, I love you. How can you marry someone else?”
“You love me? Then why didn’t you agree to divorce your wife when I asked you to?”
“You know very well that I married that sickly woman for her family’s money. If I divorce her, I’ll lose everything. We’ve been separated since we went to Japan, so I didn’t bring her back with me. It won’t be long before she dies. Just wait a little longer; once she’s gone, I’ll marry you immediately.”
“Tan, you want me to wait? Hmph! You’ve been saying for years that she’s going to die, yet she’s still alive! Should I really wait for you until I grow old?”
“Man Ling, we were once husband and wife for a night; there’s bound to be some feelings between us. If you didn’t care for me at all, you wouldn’t have… that night…”
“That night happened because Feng Zongran drank too much and was completely unresponsive! Otherwise, would I have sought you out? Let me tell you this: if you truly care for me, don’t let anyone know about it. Otherwise, on the day your wife dies, don’t think you can marry me.”
"Yo, hehe, it seems that Man Ling still has feelings for me! That's not bad; you can take our son over there, and when you come back, you'll bring the Feng Family's wealth with you. I'll make a fortune."
The shameless conversation and the sordid truth ignited a fire of anger in Feng Zongran's chest. He kicked open the door to the flower room, startling Yuan Manling and Tan Yao inside. When they saw that it was Feng Zongran, they were momentarily dumbfounded.
Feng Zongran sneered, "Sorry, but I found out earlier than expected."
...
The passenger ship sounded its horn, about to set sail.
The dock was filled with people bidding tearful farewells. Xian Xiang and Chen Siyu walked side by side toward the ship. Suddenly, he stopped and asked Xian Xiang, "Are you really not considering giving me another chance?"
"You'll meet someone better," Xian Xiang replied with a smile.
"Is that the only line you'll use to reject me? After taking you in for so many days, can't you at least lie to me a little?" Chen Siyu said with a sense of grievance.
Xian Xiang laughed, "Lies can't deceive one's own heart. Even if I said it, would you believe me?"
Chen Siyu sighed and reached out to stroke her head, reluctant to pull his hand away.
"Xian Xiang!" A hurried call rang out from behind. She turned around to see Feng Zongran running toward her, breathless as he stood in front of her. "Don't go! Yuan Manling and I didn't have anything happen; her child isn't mine. You have to believe me. Please don't leave, okay?"
"I'm not planning to leave!" Xian Xiang said in surprise as Feng Zongran glanced at the wicker box in Chen Siyu's hands.
"Oh, I'm going back to Tianjin, and Xian Xiang is here to see me off."
Chen Siyu said to Xian Xiang, "You hid with me so Mr. Feng couldn't find you, yet you refuse to accept me. That's why I had someone inform Mr. Feng to come to the dock. You can't let her go, so stop forcing yourself. As you said, lies can't deceive your own heart. Goodbye, and I hope we meet again someday."
Chen Siyu waved goodbye to the two of them and quickly walked towards the passenger ship with his suitcase in hand.
Feng Zongran reached out and grabbed Xian Xiang's arm, relieved as he said, "I thought you were going to leave with him."
"I want to celebrate the New Year with you in Old Town; how could I possibly leave?" Xian Xiang choked back her tears, her eyes glistening.
Feng Zongran held her tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Xian Xiang, that Divorce Letter doesn't count."
The ship's horn sounded once more, and people on the deck waved goodbye to their friends and family on the dock.
Chen Siyu gazed at the crowd on the shore, noticing a couple embracing each other. He smiled faintly and then reached into his coat pocket to pull out a black-and-white photograph.
The woman in the traditional qipao looked as beautiful as a rose in August in Jiangnan, radiant and enchanting, her smile as bright as a flower.
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