Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

Lin Qian felt more fear towards high school, and she dared not recall any more details.

But the three culprits who bullied her are now being ridiculed like rats in the street.

Among them, Xia Tingshi's career plummeted. After it was revealed that she was an illegitimate child, those who had previously supported her isolated her.

Falling from the adoring "princess" to the mire, she couldn't bear the humiliation of falling from grace. Not long after, she fled the capital in a sorry state. It's said that she even got into trouble in a remote town and was beaten up.

The things I used to be afraid of have slowly disappeared.

Now that Lu Beiting is standing by her side, he is her source of confidence, and she will no longer be afraid...

That day, when Lin Qian was at work, she happened to overhear her colleagues chatting in the break room.

"Hey, haven't you guys noticed that Manager Wen has been acting strangely lately?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I just felt that he was very calm, unusually calm, with a kind of eerie madness... Don't you guys think so?"

"I've noticed it too. He often spaces out, which is quite strange. Could he have suffered some kind of mental trauma?"

Lin Qian took a sip of warm water and returned to her seat.

I happened to run into him in the elevator.

Wen Shuyan was somewhat thin, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of imperceptible decadence. His already pointed chin was even more pointed, and there were faint dark circles under his eyes.

He looked like he hadn't slept well and didn't have much energy.

Lin Qian stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for her floor, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you these past few days? You seem a bit restless?"

Wen Shuyan turned around at the sound of her voice, and seeing her, he habitually offered that gentle smile, though it looked somewhat weak and feeble. "Qianqian, are you worried about me?"

Lin Qian: "You don't seem to be in good shape lately."

She's showing signs of depression.

Wen Shuyan didn't answer her question directly, but instead asked, "And you, how have you been lately? Are you happy in your new marriage?"

I encountered this problem.

Lin Qian blushed slightly and awkwardly straightened her hair.

Lately, every night, Lu Beiting has been clinging to her and kissing her, and kissing isn't enough, he also wants to eat...

Who would have thought that the usually aloof and indifferent CEO Lu is actually a clingy and gluttonous dog in private?

Lin Qian's ears turned red, and she said softly, "I'm very happy. He treats me very well."

After speaking, Wen Shuyan remained silent, keeping his lips pursed and not uttering a word.

It's clear that Lin Qian is very happy now. She has a smile on her lips and her eyes are bright and sparkling, full of anticipation and happiness.

Loving someone is like growing a flower. Lin Qian is like a rose that has been carefully watered, unfolding its petals and exuding a tranquil and charming fragrance.

Wen Shuyan's smile finally froze, becoming extremely forced.

His hands, hanging at his sides, clenched silently, his knuckles turning slightly white.

The elevator dinged as it arrived on the first floor.

Lin Qian waved to him and couldn't help but remind him, "You've lost too much weight lately. Remember to eat more and nourish your body."

After saying this, the two parted ways in opposite directions.

However, after taking only a few steps, he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

"Qianqian!" Wen Shuyan ran to her side, slightly out of breath, and clenched his fists. "I did come back this time with a purpose. Would you like to come live with me in England?"

Lin Qian stopped in her tracks, looked at him in surprise, and felt a bad premonition rising in her heart.

She was stunned, almost thinking she had misheard. "Why would I go to England with you? I'm doing fine here in China, everything is fine."

"Because I came here to find you." Wen Shuyan's eyes gradually turned red.

He took a deep breath and repeated in a low voice, "We grew up together, didn't we? I have so many regrets about the past few years. That's why I came here specifically to see you."

Lin Qian took a step back, creating some distance, her face showing even greater shock:

"I'm already married, Shuyan-ge, wake up!"

"I'm perfectly sober!"

Wen Shuyan stared at her, his eyes reddening, his voice trembling: "Even if we're married... so what? Can't we still get a divorce?"

Lin Qian's eyes widened, and the wrinkles in her brain suddenly smoothed out.

divorce?

How could she possibly divorce Lu Beiting?!

"You—" Lin Qian hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly, a deep yet terrifying roar, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, interrupted her words.

"Bang—!!!"

A tall figure swept past her with lightning speed, and without hesitation, punched Wen Shuyan in the face with extreme force and without any mercy.

"Who are you letting get a divorce? Hmm?" Lu Beiting's voice was low and cold, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

Caught off guard, Wen Shuyan was struck so hard that he staggered backward, crashing into a metal pillar and falling to the ground.

He tried to speak, but the next second, Lu Beiting grabbed him by the collar again and slammed his head against the telephone pole.

boom--!

"Trying to steal my partner? Do you think I'm dead?"

The man's voice was filled with barely suppressed anger.

Lin Qian watched in horror.

Wen Shuyan has always been physically fit and regularly works out, but at this moment, he is completely powerless in front of Lu Beiting.

Elderly people passing by, who were buying groceries, screamed, "Ah! Someone's being hit! Someone's hitting someone here! Call the police!"

A group of people quickly moved to a distance to watch the commotion, and some even took out their phones.

Assistant Gao rushed over immediately to block the crowd's view and tell them not to take pictures.

Without a second thought, Lin Qian pounced on him, wrapping her arms around Lu Beiting's waist from behind, trying to bring him back to his senses.

"Lu Beiting, calm down, don't hit him—"

The public outcry and unimaginable consequences of a high-profile group president assaulting someone in the street are unimaginable.

Everyone says he's the most composed and calm person, but at this moment he seems to have had his bottom line crossed and lost his temper.

Lin Qian hugged him tightly.

Lu Beiting didn't turn around immediately, but closed his eyes briefly. He reached back and gently covered Lin Qian's hand on his waist, his fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly.

Lu Beiting's throat was dry, his voice low and hoarse, tinged with a hint of melancholy:

"He already asked you to get a divorce, so why are you still stopping me? Baby, are you worried about him?"

I feel sorry for him.

Therefore, we should defend him.

is it?

Wen Shuyan collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale, coughing up a few drops of bright red blood. He looked fragile and vulnerable.

He lowered his eyes, "Qianqian, I never expected it to turn out like this..."

Lu Beiting looked down at him with a cold laugh.

It's always like this.

She's pretending to be a green tea b*tch again.

But the next second, Lin Qian suddenly took Lu Beiting's arm and said to Wen Shuyan:

"Brother Shuyan."

She called out the name coldly, devoid of any of the intimacy of the past.

"This is the last time I'll call you that. I'm sorry I didn't realize your approach was intentional. I've always considered you my best friend, and I'm grateful for your care and concern in the past, that's all."

"Also, I love my husband very much, and I will never get a divorce in my life. Please stop disturbing my life."

After saying this, Lin Qian grabbed Lu Beiting's arm and turned to leave.