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Chapter 1720: Chapter 591: Cancer! Cancer! (Part 3)

”Sorry, Ruannuan, you’ve had a hard time.”

”Sorry for what?” Wen Ruan blinked in feigned surprise, ”Our President Tang is busy day and night, with the whole world in mind. Occasionally, in the gap of work, he ’experiences’ the ’local cultural customs’, contributing to the local GDP and emotional consumption. This is such a good thing. How could I blame you? I’m proud of you, if anything.”

”Uh...” Tang Song was left feeling guilty under this sarcastic jibe from the big sister.

Of course, most importantly, he was hiding things about Zhang Yan in his heart, and if he revealed them...

He really didn’t know how to start.

Seeing Tang Song’s guilty look, the sarcasm on Wen Ruan’s face faded away, replaced by a sly smile.

She lazily leaned back on the sofa, her body stretching out freely, the stunning curve resembling a snow-covered mountain range under the warm yellow light.

She extended a smooth foot, the tip tapping lightly on his abdomen, her voice suddenly becoming cool and aloof.

With a hint of command, she said, ”Isn’t President Tang quite eloquent? How come he’s playing mute now?”

She then slowly spread those long, shapely legs, raising her eyebrows at him provocatively.

Tang Song’s throat moved as he watched the alluring big sister before him, his rationality instantly swept away by the flood of desire.

He lunged directly at her.

He decided to settle things in the simplest and most brutal way by ’sleeping’ with the big sister.

”Hey! What are you doing! Get off!”

”You rascal... mmm—”

Wen Ruan had initially wanted to try some playful role-play but quickly found that Tang Song seemed off tonight.

He was practically like a Dian Wei on a rampage.

Outside, the rain became heavier without her noticing, ’pitter-pattering’ against the glass window.

Wen Ruan’s eyes grew wider, her gaze gradually losing focus.

Unrhythmic, fragmented nonsense spilled from her mouth.

In her daze, she seemed to hear Tang Song’s restrained and urgent voice beside her, asking for some favor, mentioning the Yang City branch of Xingyun International Group, wanting to introduce some talent to her.

But she couldn’t hear clearly or think; she could only respond instinctively with ”mmm” and ”ah”.

...

November 6, 2023, Monday, cloudy.

Early morning, before dawn.

The rain had stopped at some unknown point, leaving only a thin mist of condensation on the glass.

Zhang Yan sat up in bed, hugging her knees, quietly dazed.

The sky outside gradually transitioned from dark blue to gray-white.

”Ding ding ding—”

The WeChat voice call alert sound rang out abruptly.

Her body trembled sharply, almost instinctively grabbing the phone beside her pillow.

[Zhang Lu]

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, feeling inexplicably lost as she connected the call.

”Hello, Lulu.”

”Hello, Zhang Yan, had a nice weekend? I was very considerate and didn’t dare disturb you at all.” Lulu’s voice carried a teasing tone.

Zhang Yan bit her lip, only responding softly with a ”Hmm.”

”I have to go to Xingyun International for a second interview this morning, not sure when I’ll be done.” Lulu continued, her voice brimming with barely contained excitement and nervousness, ”By the way, the draft from last business trip, I’ve organized it and put it in the shared cloud folder. If you have time this morning, you can hand it over to Fatty Bai.”

Zhang Yan paused, speaking in a dry voice, ”I... Lulu... I need to take leave this morning too.”

”Ah? Have you applied already?”

”No, not yet.”

”I applied for salary-deducted sick leave directly yesterday, and that damn fatty reluctantly approved it. Now you’re asking suddenly, he probably won’t approve, will surely make things difficult for you.”

Zhang Yan pressed her lips, ”It’s okay.”

”You’d better, Zhang Yan, March wisely. At least stay through to the 15th, pay the social security then leave, right? Don’t act impulsively.”

”I really have urgent matters.”

”What is it?”

Zhang Yan hesitated for a moment, finally speaking softly, ”My mom is sick, I-I need to accompany her to the hospital for tests.”

”Ah?! Auntie is sick? What illness? Is it serious?” Lulu’s voice grew immediately anxious.

”I don’t know yet.”

Listening to her obviously trembling tone, the understanding seemed to dawn on Lulu on the other end of the line.

Decisively, she said, ”Then just take the leave, this is a major issue! Don’t worry about whether it’s approved! If all else fails, we just give up this crappy job!”

”Hmm.”

”I won’t disturb you then, we’ll keep in touch. If needed, I’ll find you right after my interview.”

End the call.

Zhang Yan checked the time, opened DingTalk, and submitted a leave application expressionlessly.

Then she started to pack numbly.

Washing up, changing clothes, she didn’t even eat, just mechanically feeding Orange with cat food and water.

Picking up her somewhat old backpack, her gaze inevitably lingered on the nightstand, on the exquisite jewelry box.

Footsteps echoed hollowly in the worn-out corridor.

Downstairs, humid wind blew against her face.

She looked up at the dark sky without stopping, striding forward.

The wind lifted her hair around her collarbone, casting her entire figure as a thin and solitary silhouette against the gray background.

...

Yucai Middle School East Campus, junior high section.

Zhang Yan handed her ID card through the small window of the guardroom, writing her own information and the name of the person she was visiting, Chen Shuangshuang, in the visitor registry.