"Exactly! So the reason he left isn’t anything else, it’s because he doesn’t want to ruin the image you have of him! He might still have feelings for you, chasing you all the way to Mahali, but a man of his caliber might be too embarrassed to spell it out for you. And now that he might bee disabled, the psychological gap is too big, making him feel like there’s no hope for remarriage. Instead of destroying the beautiful image you have of him, he’d rather let go gracefully."
Wei Lou raised his eyebrow, does this little girl really understand men?
The next second, Lemon showed him what "understanding" really means.
"Believe me, men are all about showing off! There’s a master of it right around me, the one I told you about before, Wei Lou. Tsk, he’s quite the expert. I heard he has a crush on a beautiful female judge in our city, everyone knows about it, even the woman does, yet he always acts cool. I’ve had dinner with him; when the woman toasted him, he had to hesitate twice before agreeing to drink. But with others, like me, offering him a drink, he’d refuse outright to show off."
The pretending Wei Lou, "..." Did that happen?
He seriously thought about it. It seemed like the second time they had dinner, Yuewei indeed was there. They just won a case, and Yuewei toasted him. The first time he refused, but the second time, everyone egged him on, so he didn’t want to embarrass the woman and drank.
But his stomach was upset that day; after drinking one glass, his stomach burned with pain, so for health reasons, he declined anyone else’s toast afterward.
So, in her eyes, this became evidence of him showing off?
"So, are you saying he doesn’t like her? No! Look how he only drank the toast from her, and his eyes nearly popped out with enthusiasm, while he ignored toasts from other women. But still, he refused her twice. Why? It’s all about men’s pride and ego."
Nonsense!
Wei Lou rubbed his forehead, his head starting to hurt even without drinking.
Who told him that in the legal world, Lemon was reserved, detached, cool and impeccable, a queenly mature woman.
He saw this little girl as purely an adversary taking a jab at him!
Gossipy and noisy, talking even more than a sparrow.
It had nothing to do with being cool, a mature woman of authority, or similar descriptors.
"Nuannuan, you’ve already figured out that what happened that day was just a misunderstanding, you were stood up, you misunderstood him, and both of you paid the price for it. You were hospitalized for three days, and he... sigh, I don’t want to say it, but you know in your heart."
"Just tell me, do you like him?"
"If you can’t answer that, it’s okay. Think about it carefully, and once you’re clear, make a courageous decision. The real fear is not choosing wrong, but not even having the courage to choose!"
"Think carefully. I won’t say more. Call me anytime if you need anything."
As Lemon turned on the faucet and prepared to hang up the call, who knew that the moment she looked up, she’d see the shadow of a man in the mirror, scaring a chilly gasp out of her.
"A ghost!"
The phone fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.
A male ghost in the women’s restroom, damn, even ghosts have male perverts?!
In her moment of panic, Wei Lou strode over, bent down, and picked up the broken phone.
His long legs approached her, trapping the stunned woman against the washroom counter with a mix of seriousness and mischief, and handed her the phone, his gaze firmly fixed on the quail-like woman, "What a coincidence, Ning junior."
"Wei, Wei, Wei..." Wei Lou?!
Lemon recognized him immediately, her pretty face turning red and then green, losing her courage.
Mom was right; talking about someone behind their back gets you struck by lightning.
Oh mom, you’ve struck me dead!
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