After many years of marriage, she was reborn

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Pei, I have an appointment tonight." Wei Lan directly rejected Pei Di's request.

"Don't be so disrespectful." Pei Di's lips curled up into a smile, but his eyes were filled with determination.

"It's just a meal with me. It won't take up too much of your time."

"Sorry, Mr. Pei, I really have something to do." Wei Lan still shook her head firmly. She didn't want to have too much contact with this playboy.

Seeing this, Pei Di stopped forcing her, and just said calmly: "Well, it seems we are not destined to be together."

"But I believe there will be opportunities in the future." He was about to hang up the phone when Wei Lan suddenly said, "Mr. Pei, if there is nothing else, it is best not to contact each other in the future to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

Pei Di raised a disdainful smile, his tone full of sarcasm: "Why, you found a new employer so quickly? Are you in a hurry to cut off your relationship with me?"

Wei Lan's face turned pale in an instant and her lips trembled slightly.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Then he raised his head and said slowly: "Pei Di, you misunderstood..."

However, Pei Di interrupted her and sneered, "Misunderstanding? It's so obvious, how could it be a misunderstanding?"

Wei Lan's eyes gradually became moist, and her voice became choked: "Pei Di, I didn't do anything to let you down..."

Her tears rolled down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

When Pei Di heard that Wei Lan was heartbroken, a trace of pity flashed through his heart.

But his reason told him that he couldn't believe her words easily.

He said coldly: "Wei Lan, I once trusted you so much, from now on, there is no relationship between us anymore."

"From now on, I just hope you can get better and better. Also, girls should love themselves and not degrade themselves."

Hearing these words, Wei Lan's heart felt as if it was stabbed by a sharp knife.

She bit her lip and couldn't help but let tears fall from the corners of her eyes.

"Mr. Pei, what do you mean by saying this? I'm not like you, who has been pampered since childhood." Wei Lan choked with sobs.

"You haven't experienced my life, so what right do you have to comment on my life?" Wei Lan finally couldn't help but burst out and shouted loudly.

After saying that, she hung up the phone sadly, tears pouring out like a dam breaking.

She sat weakly on the ground, hugging her knees with her hands, her body trembling slightly.

She raised her head and looked at Pei Di's office heartbrokenly, her heart full of despair.

How she wished Pei Di could rush out of the office, hug her tightly, and give her some warmth and comfort.

Even a simple hug can make her feel a little bit at ease.

However, the reality was too cruel for her to accept, Pei Di did not show up.

She knew that from now on, the distance between her and Pei Di would grow farther and farther, and her heart would be broken forever.

Just then, Wei Lan's phone rang again.

She picked up the phone impatiently, muttering to herself, "Is there anything else? I've said everything I need to say."

But he still answered the phone, and said with some emotion in his tone: "Hello, what's the matter, please tell me quickly?"

"Hello, Miss Wei, hello, I'm President Mu, do you remember me?"

"I wonder if I would have the honor to treat you to a meal?" A deep and magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone, with a faint smile.

Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, and the image of that tall, handsome man with extraordinary temperament emerged in her mind.

She took a deep breath, sorted out her emotions, and tried to make her voice sound calm and natural: "Hello, President Mu."

"Hello, Miss Wei Lan."

Wei Lan held the phone, frowned slightly, and felt hesitant.

She knew that President Mu had other intentions in asking her out alone, but she finally gritted her teeth and said to the other end of the phone, "Okay, President Mu, we'll see you later."

President Mu seemed to have expected her to agree, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "See you later, how about I pick you up?"

Wei Lan took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice calm: "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Mu."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Wei Lan stood up and walked towards the bathroom with heavy steps.

She turned on the faucet and washed her face with cold water, trying to sober herself up.

Then she took out her makeup from her bag and carefully applied lipstick, trying to make herself look less haggard.

She looked at herself in the mirror and didn't know when she started to hate herself.

Wei Lan walked out of the bathroom, took a deep breath, and then walked towards the company entrance.

She saw a luxury car parked there, the window rolled down, revealing Mr. Mu's handsome face.

President Mu greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Miss Wei Lan."

Wei Lan's heart tightened, and she tried to force out a smile, "Boss Mu, just call me Wei Lan from now on."

Mr. Mu opened the car door for her very gentlemanly, "Okay, I will call you Wei Lan from now on."

The car drove to a high-end restaurant, and along the way, Mr. Mu kept finding topics to talk about.

Wei Lan looked out the window quietly, her mind not on President Mu at all.

She had no idea what this dinner would bring, or if she had made the right decision.

The restaurant is decorated luxuriously and romantically, with flickering candlelight and melodious music surrounding your ears.

President Mu gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Wei Lan, and the two sat opposite each other.

The waiter handed over the menu, and President Mu politely asked Wei Lan about her preferences: "Lan Lan, I don't know what kind of cuisine you like. I brought you here without permission, and I don't know if it suits your taste?"

"Mr. Mu, you are too polite. You can make the decision." Wei Lan smiled politely.

During the whole meal, Mr. Mu and Wei Lan chatted about some light topics and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

However, Wei Lan could never let go of Pei Di. She kept thinking of the hurtful words he said, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes.

"Lanlan, is the food not to your liking? I see you haven't eaten much." President Mu's hand unconsciously stroked Weilan's hand.

Wei Lan's heart tightened and she quickly pulled her hand back.

Her cheeks flushed and she looked at President Mu somewhat awkwardly.

"No, the food is good, but I haven't had much of an appetite lately." She said softly, with a hint of shyness in her voice.

President Mu frowned slightly, seeming dissatisfied with Wei Lan's answer.

He sighed softly, then said slowly: "Lanlan, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else."

After saying that, Mr. Mu picked up the chopsticks again and carefully put some dishes on the blue plate.

Wei Lan looked down at the food in the bowl, feeling mixed emotions.

She understood President Mu's intentions, but her heart had already been broken by Pei Di.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu. I can do it myself." Wei Lan forced a smile, trying to ease the awkwardness.

President Mu smiled slightly, a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

"It's okay, take your time eating. By the way, there is a great movie coming out recently, do you want to go see it together?" Mr. Mu tried to change the subject.

Wei Lan hesitated for a moment. She didn’t want to hurt Mr. Mu’s kindness, but she also didn’t want him to misunderstand.

"Mr. Mu, thank you for your invitation. However, I feel a little tired recently and want to rest early." Wei Lan declined.

Mr. Mu nodded to show his understanding.

"Okay then, let's make an appointment when you have time."

After the meal, Mr. Mu sent Wei Lan home.

In the car, both of them were silent, and there was a subtle atmosphere in the air.

The car stopped in front of Wei Lan's house, and President Mu got out and opened the door for her.

"Good night, Wei Lan." President Mu said gently.

Wei Lan nodded, turned and walked into the house.

The moment she closed the door, she leaned against it and sighed deeply.

She knew that she was only grateful to President Mu, and that the feeling of excitement had long disappeared with Pei Di's departure and Lin Zhixuan's betrayal...