My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 225 She found out

"Mr. Han, you're too kind."

After she finished speaking, Song Yafei sat down next to me, close to me, and smiled casually.

"Call your assistant. He said he'll come find you since you're eating here. Are you surprised to see me?"

Surprised?

It was truly terrifying!

Han Nian beckoned a waiter over, brought a menu, and handed it to Song Yafei. "What would you like to eat, Ms. Song? This restaurant serves authentic Hancheng cuisine. Give it a try."

Song Yafei sat down and ate dinner with us.

I ate dinner with trepidation, but fortunately Han Nian seemed to know something about our situation and didn't bring up the topic of permanent residency again at the table.

Otherwise, if I accidentally let it slip, I wouldn't know how to explain it to Song Yafei.

Fortunately, Han Nian had to leave with her child later.

After finishing dinner and leaving the restaurant, the valet at the door drove the car over and handed the keys to Song Yafei.

Song Yafei drove me there herself, and without even asking me where I was going, she took me directly back to my hotel.

On the way back, she didn't say a word, didn't mention anything, and didn't ask anything.

Upon arriving at the hotel, she unusually walked ahead alone.

If it were a while ago, she would have loved to be right next to me, like we were conjoined twins.

Her silence, and all these unusual things, made me feel uneasy and even a little worried.

She arrived precisely at my door and stood there waiting for me to open it.

When I opened the door, unable to bear her coldness any longer, I spoke up, saying, "She just suspects there's something between Han Nian and me, doesn't she?"

"Mr. Han and I were just talking about the restaurant, nothing more. You don't need to stay here and get upset."

The door opened, and Song Yafei didn't say anything. As soon as I stepped in, she pushed me and pinned me against the wall.

She raised her head slightly, her gaze towards me cold. "What are you nervous about? I haven't doubted you."

No doubts?

If she hadn't suspected anything, why would she be like this?

Don't I know her well enough?

But since she said no, let's just pretend no, and I don't want to dwell on it.

After a two-minute standoff, she let go of me and turned to the floor-to-ceiling window.

She sat down on the sofa, took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit one, took a puff, and exhaled. The air immediately filled with the smell of smoke, which wasn't exactly unpleasant.

Her movements were fluid and graceful, exuding ease and charm in every gesture.

He rarely smokes in front of me, and I frowned in displeasure.

She crossed one arm across her chest, held a cigarette in the other, crossed her legs, and leaned back lazily on the sofa, glancing back at me slightly.

I walked over to the sofa and sat down opposite her.

Her gaze fell on my face, scrutinizing me. "Even if I don't doubt you, you can still sense his affection for you, right?"

Has she expressed her feelings for you?

When she voiced this guess, her face was unusually calm, which made me notice something was off.

“As I told you, I only got to know people in restaurant management through Mrs. Li and wanted to learn from her. There’s nothing else. You don’t need to doubt anything else.”

I tried to explain as clearly as possible, hoping to dispel her suspicions about Han Nian.

Otherwise, given her personality, she might discover what I've been hiding from her with just a little investigation.

She suddenly laughed, then glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window, her expression somewhat downcast.

"If she hasn't even expressed any interest in you, how can you be sure she'll help you get permanent residency?"

what?

She knows everything?

I never expected that what I was trying to keep from her would come out of her mouth so easily.

I gripped the sofa tightly, trying to suppress my trembling body.

"You know it all?"

I was very nervous, even like a dying patient awaiting a verdict.

Letting her know about this means that all the previous concealment and efforts have instantly vanished.

All our efforts have been in vain!

Song Yafei didn't reply to me. She took two more deep drags of her cigarette, tilted her head slightly, and slowly exhaled.

Amidst the swirling smoke, a sense of melancholy seemed to linger on her face.

She turned to look at me, without the expected anger, but with some difficulty in speaking, "You really want to leave me that badly?"

Of course I want to leave.

Ever since that thought first popped into my head, I've never changed it.

Perhaps there were changes, but after her repeated setbacks, these subtle changes eventually disappeared.

I didn't answer, but she and I both knew that my answer was yes.

Song Yafei sighed, "You know that the Song family's roots are in Fengcheng. Even if some of the business is moved to Hancheng in the future, I won't be able to put down roots here."

"As you know, I have little power in Hancheng and cannot control everything, so you chose this place."

Yes, that's exactly what I think.

Just hearing these words coming from her mouth, I gradually became less afraid.

"If I hadn't found out, were you planning to come to Hancheng alone without telling me?"

Then she shook her head again, "Maybe it won't be just one person. Perhaps you'll bring Lin Qiuran and his family, or maybe Hu Mei too."

"The only person you want to abandon is me, isn't that right?"

She truly understands me; she guessed exactly what I was thinking.

Since that's the case, I have nothing to hide.

"You're right, that's exactly what I planned. If you hadn't found out, I wouldn't have told you. Because I did all this to leave you."

"Am I really that hateful to you? Why do you have to leave me?" Song Yafei's face was full of pain.

I scoffed, "Do you think I can still love you like I used to?"

You always tell me to love you, but how am I supposed to love you?

"When I needed you the most, when I was most heartbroken, you always chose to abandon me for someone else."

"You're protecting the person who hurt me, and even want me to forgive them. Where do you put me then?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you bluntly, I just don't love you anymore, I just want to leave you."

"You've gradually worn away my feelings for you, so why should I pick them up again, bit by bit?"

"I'm sorry, I can't do it. I just want to end things with you."

I unleashed a torrent of words, recklessly and without regard for anything else; I was going all out.

Song Yafei seemed to be thinking of something, and turned to look at the French windows, leaving me with only her profile.

She stared at that spot for a long time, then turned to look at me with reddened eyes and a choked voice, saying, "I really wanted to start over with you."

I sensed it too.

But how could someone who has changed their mind possibly do that?

Without realizing it, everything changed.

I waited quietly for her to continue.