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第 17 章

Doubt

There should be mutual trust between boyfriend and girlfriend. They should not do things that violate their privacy, such as checking their cell phone.

But what about when there was a crack in the trust?

Gao Yan’s words were buried in Yu Huan’s heart like a seed.

She didn’t agree about it, but Gao Yan reminded her that she did find something unusual. For example, Teng Senwen’s cell phone almost never rang when he was with her, and he didn’t look at it.

He had this habit since they first started dating.

Yu Huan thought it was because he respected and cared for her, but now she felt that it was fishy. Why did he not have anything to handle related to work when he was taking a break?

Once the seed of doubt germinated, it was difficult to hold it in.

In the end, Yu Huan couldn’t stop herself and checked Teng Senwen’s cell phone after he was asleep.

His WeChat page was normal. From what Gao Yan said, Yu Huan went to the Moments notifications list.

In this list, there were notifications from other people interacting with Teng Senwen such as who gave him a like and who replied to him. Yu Huan discovered several other registered accounts there. She clicked on them, but the chat box was blank.

A flash of lightning struck. She thought of her chat box, but could not find it. Not in the contact list nor the history.

Yu Huan had never experienced this before. She had to take a step back and check the cell phone’s GPS history like Gao Yan said.

In Teng Senwen’s GPS history, she found that in addition to her address, there were two other community addresses. All of them were also in his history and favorites.

But these were only addresses. It was difficult to rule out whether it was a relative’s or a friend’s

That was, until Yu Huan opened Teng Senwen’s Meituan. She saw his purchase records and delivery orders in recent months

“She and I actually had more than a few meals. To be exact, we have been in contact for two months.” Based on the evidence from Yu Huan, Teng Senwen changed his mind.

He “explained” again, but Yu Huan was already guarded. Soon, she realized that his new confessions verified the new evidence.

She looked through the two months of orders. In his words, he and his “date” had only been in contact for two months.

She found movie tickets, hotel receipts, and delivery orders. He insisted that his relationship with her was not that close, and there was no physical contact.

But were the people whom he frequently liked and interacted with dubious relationships or dates? Were the blank chat boxes on his WeChat deleted chat messages? Was Yu Huan’s WeChat conversation hidden?

Regarding all the above, Teng Senwen denied everything and that he had uninstalled and reinstalled WeChat a few days ago, so he didn’t know what was going on.

He promised and made up all sorts of excuses. He said that as long as Yu Huan agreed to marry him, he would immediately call her in front of Yu Huan and completely cut things off.

Yu Huan just caught the biggest loophole: “So you still contact her?”

“I…” Teng Senwen immediately covered his mouth, and then hesitated to give an explanation. “No, I told her after I was honest with you last time… I said I had a girlfriend, and we should not contact each other again in the future… but she didn’t accept it and always called…”

Yu Huan looked at the man who was still lying in front of her and didn’t want to look further into anything for a moment.

Was he dating her and the other women at the same time? Was it one woman or two? After she went to sleep first, was she the ‘other’ woman?

It didn’t matter. *∞:。.。 ???? ?? .??? 。.。:∞*

From the moment she saw the movie tickets and delivery orders, they were finished.

She gave him an opportunity to explain, but she just wanted to find out the whole story, learn from it, and avoid repeating the same mistakes next time.

But he obviously didn’t realize that it was over. He was still making excuses at the last moment—how could he treat her like a fool if he had some real feelings for her, and only wanted to cheat on her at the end?

Yu Huan felt really sick.

As a lawyer, she had met all kinds of people. But in terms of feelings, she never liked guessing other people’s bad intentions, especially those beside her.

As a result of her naivety, she was taught a severe lesson.

After seeing Teng Senwen Wen’s true colors, Yu Huan firmly broke up with him.

Because of these disgusting events, Yu Huan didn’t feel sad after the breakup this time. Instead, out of habit and when she was unoccupied, she still felt a faint emptiness that was accompanied by self-doubt.

Why did this kind of thing happen to her and why was she so blind to date him?

Yu Huan was upset and depressed. When Cen Si saw her like this, she suggested going to the bar.

Yu Huan rarely went to bars.

It was a place where people hit on beauties and got drunk. Yu Huan was afraid that it was not safe if there were people hitting on beauties. As for getting drunk, even if she did get drunk, the problem was still there after waking up.

But she felt empty inside and a busy atmosphere was better than being alone at home and letting her thoughts run wild.

On Friday night, Yu Huan and Cen Si went to the bar together.

She couldn’t hold her liquor. After a few bottles of beer, the alcohol in her body reached face, and her mind was also confused.

She walked with some uneven steps to avoid the noisy crowd and went to the bathroom to vomit. As soon as she finished, she was airing out her hands when she heard someone behind her say, “If you don’t drink well, drink less.”

She turned her head, and Gao Yan was coming from the other side of the hallway. “It’s dangerous to get drunk in a place like this.”

He was kindly giving her a reminder.

Yu Huan wanted to say that she and her friend had come together. As soon as she turned around, there were only two shadows there.

She was unsteady and nearly slipped. At that moment, a hand suddenly arrived and held her.

“Thank you,” Yu Huan said. She released his hand, and then said, “Thank you for last time… what I mean is, you taught me to check his cell phone.”

“It doesn’t sound like it went well,” Gao Yan concluded.

“Yeah.” Yu Huan nodded.

She didn’t know whether it was the alcohol that gave her the desire to talk about it, or if it was Gao Yan’s encouragement from his patient eyes. She explained what came out of checking his phone and how he deflected with excuses on everything.

Gao Yan listened silently, occasionally frowned slightly. But most of the time his expression was dull, as if it was not a surprise to him.

“Why are you so understanding?” Yu Huan looked sideways at his face under the shadows from the light and suddenly had to ask. “Is it true that men are just not good, and the only difference between them is whether they’ve been found out or not?”

Gao Yan didn’t answer this question.

Yu Huan waited for a while, but when she thought he would not answer, she suddenly heard him say, “It is not that men are not good, but that there are not enough good men.”

“?” Yu Huan was confused.

“Men are very realistic. When they are getting old, they will find someone to marry and have children, regardless of whether they have met their true love or not,” Gao Yan explained. “A reliable man will find his other half before he reaches the age of marriage, or even earlier, like in his school days. There are no accidents. That love will turn into marriage. If you want to find a man who is your age in the marriage pool, who is nearly 30 and has not settled…”

He spoke up to this part and suddenly turned his head to look at her. “Of course, I am not saying that he will be absolutely unreliable. But there is a high probability that either someone else choose a partner for you and you don’t like him, or the kind like me—”

Which kind?

After years of being acquaintances, she didn’t have much to do with him. She had seen him reject others and had seen him break up. But it was too one-sided to understand.

“Which kind are you?” Yu Huan happened to look at him.

She didn’t know what she looked like drunk, but according to Gao Yan later, it was very attractive.

That day, she crossed the boundary.

He looked at her, suddenly got closer to her, and lowered his head to kiss her.

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