CEO’s Contract Sweet Wife

Xia Yu finally felt relieved after hearing waiter's words. She walked to the door and did not open it in a hurry.    

"Just leave it at the door."    

She put her ear close to the door and heard waiter leave. Then, she opened the door and picked up the tray that was left on the floor. However, she felt a familiar figure walk past her.    

Xia Yu raised her head and looked at the woman's figure. She couldn't help but feel excited.    

"Aunt Ouyang!"    

Ouyang Meiya heard the familiar voice and turned around doubtfully. The moment she saw Wen Zhixia, her eyes were filled with surprise. Even though they hadn't met many times before, she still recognized Wen Zhixia at a glance.    

"Zhixia? "You're Zhixia."    

Ever since Wen Zhixia's mother passed away, she left for Canada to settle down. She came back recently due to work, but she didn't expect to meet Wen Zhixia today.    

"Aunt Ouyang, I missed you so much!"    

Wen Zhixia threw herself into Ouyang Meiya's embrace, tears flowing uncontrollably.    

Ever since she was very young, she had always been coquettish in Ouyang Meiya's arms. Ouyang Meiya and Wen Zhixia's mother were very good friends, so in Wen Zhixia's heart, Ouyang Meiya was just as important as her mother.    

However, not long after his mother passed away, in order to have someone to take care of Wen Zhixia, his father married Wen Zhixia's stepmother back home. Ouyang Meiya had tried to persuade him, but to no avail.    

That was why Ouyang Meiya was so angry and left the place so quickly.    

At that time, she intentionally wanted to take Wen Zhixia away, but she had no grounds. Even if she thought of Wen Zhixia as her own daughter, she couldn't take her away without her father's consent.    

"I miss you too. Don't cry anymore. Good child, let's go to my room to chat."    

Hearing Ouyang Meiya's choked voice, Wen Zhixia stood up from her embrace and brought Ouyang Meiya into her room.    

"Aunt Ouyang, I'm staying here tonight."    

When Ouyang Meiya walked into the room, she was a little surprised to see the wedding dress hanging by her side.    

"Zhixia, are you going to get married?"    

Seeing Ouyang Meiya's surprised expression, Wen Zhixia revealed a bitter expression.    

"That's right!" Tomorrow is my wedding in the banquet hall downstairs. "    

If it was possible, Wen Zhixia really didn't want to marry Nan Wenjing. She didn't want to continue owing Nan Wenjing. The more she wanted to compensate Nan Wenjing, the more she owed him.    

As expected, love was a very unfair thing. The one who paid more was destined to be hurt.    

"After not seeing you for so many years, you are already grown up. You are about to get married. Is your stepmother not good for you? "Who is the groom?"    

Although Ouyang Meiya had been overseas all these years, she was still very concerned about Wen Zhixia. She had wanted to get in touch with Wen Zhixia before, but she had been too busy at work to fulfill her wish.    

Now that she had met Wen Zhixia, it was fate. She saw how beautiful Wen Zhixia was and felt for her mother. If only Zhixia's mother could see this day.    

"My father has passed away. My stepmother left with my brother. The Wen Family is long gone. Many things have happened over the years. Tomorrow, I will marry Nan Wenjing."    

"Nan Family are also people from Dongfeng City City, I wonder if you know them."    

Wen Zhixia poured a glass of water and passed it to Ouyang Meiya.    

Ouyang Meiya reached out to take the cup, but when she heard Nan Wenjing's name, her expression changed drastically. When she heard Wen Zhixia mention Nan Family, she lost all her strength and the cup fell onto the floor.    

"Tell me …" It's that only boy from Nan Family, Nan Wenjing? "    

How could Ouyang Meiya not know about Dongfeng City? She looked at Wen Zhixia with eyes full of shock. She, who was originally sitting on a chair, suddenly stood up and held onto Wen Zhixia's shoulder.    

"You said that the person you want to marry is Nan Wenjing?"    

Looking at Ouyang Meiya's excited expression, Wen Zhixia felt a little strange. She didn't know why Ouyang Meiya was so agitated.    

"That's right!" Aunt Ouyang, what's wrong with you? "    

With Wen Zhixia's confirmation, Ouyang Meiya tried her best to calm down. She loosened her grip on Wen Zhixia's shoulder and took a deep breath.    

"Zhixia, you can't marry into Nan Family, you can't marry Nan Wenjing."    

Fortunately, they had not yet been married. Ouyang Meiya felt fortunate. It seemed to her that the heavens had told her to find Wen Zhixia at this time. Perhaps they had asked her to stop this tragedy from happening.    

No matter what, she couldn't let Wen Zhixia marry Nan Wenjing. She was just hesitating whether she should tell him the reason.    

"Why is it Aunt Ouyang?"    

Even though this was what Wen Zhixia wanted, she still didn't understand why. It was obvious that Ouyang Meiya was hiding something from her.    

"Zhixia, don't ask me why, I promised your mother that I wouldn't tell anyone about this. You just have to remember that you can't marry Nan Wenjing, and you can't marry into Nan Family."    

Hearing Ouyang Meiya's words, Wen Zhixia sat on the chair opposite her and lowered her head. There was unconcealable disappointment in her eyes. If possible, she also hoped that she wouldn't marry Nan Wenjing.    

But everything had been prepared and the wedding invitation had already been sent out. If they were to cancel the wedding now, it would only make it even more difficult for the Nan Family. Wen Zhixia was even more clueless as to how to face the Nan Family.    

"It's too late, Aunt Ouyang. I already agreed to Wenjing's proposal, and everything is already prepared. I can't embarrass Nan Family at this time."    

Ouyang Meiya saw Wen Zhixia's awkward expression, but she didn't see it in Wen Zhixia's eyes at all. She saw the unwillingness and love she had for Nan Wenjing, could it be that she was only worried about whether Nan Family was awkward or not?    

Instead of cancelling the wedding and leaving Nan Wenjing?    

"Zhixia, do you not like Nan Wenjing?"    

This was the suspicion in Ouyang Meiya's heart.    

When Wen Zhixia heard Ouyang Meiya's words, she was stunned for a moment. Was her acting really that bad? Ouyang Meiya understood her intentions so quickly. Didn't Nan Wenjing notice it when he was facing her all day long?    

Wasn't it a bit cruel for Nan Wenjing to face someone who didn't love him all day long?    

"Aunt Ouyang …" "I owe Wenjing too much. I don't know how to make it up to him, but it seems that the more I make up for it, the more I owe him. I really don't know what to do."    

Wen Zhixia wrapped her arms around Ouyang Meiya's waist, buried her face in Ouyang Meiya's body, and wept softly. The grievances she had always felt, the sadness she had no place to complain about, were all vented out at this moment.