She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

How could she not care? She just didn't want to say many things.

Those were endless hurts for her.

It was something she didn't want to touch, something that would lead to her utter ruin.

She wanted to avoid it, but she still spoke up today.

Huo Xiao's questioning forced out all the grievances she had held back these past few days.

Tears fell silently, which only stirred up a storm of emotions within Huo Xiao.

He would become agitated whenever he saw her crying in front of him.

"Yan Yan—"

Huo Xiao quickly reached out to wipe away her tears, then pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her.

"It was my fault, I was wrong."

The more he tried to comfort her, the more fiercely Shao Yan cried, until she started sobbing uncontrollably.

Huo Xiao's long, slender fingers gently stroked her face, his handsome features conveying a flattering expression.

"Baby, please stop crying. If you keep crying, my heart will break."

Shao Yan felt that this was the most corny love confession Huo Xiao had ever said to her.

It's quite comical to hear such words coming from the mouth of a cold and aloof lawyer.

As Shao Yan cried, the words he had said to comfort her echoed in her mind, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Alright, that's enough."

She couldn't stand it and got goosebumps.

The two stayed at home all day, and Shao Yan enjoyed his attentive service.

Huo Xiao had a business dinner that evening, which he wanted to decline, but he kept getting calls. Shao Yan could tell that it must be a very important banquet, so she sensibly urged him to go.

"Go ahead, I'll be fine at home alone."

Huo Xiao nodded and kissed her forehead: "I'll try to come back to be with you as soon as possible."

Shao Yan carefully tied his tie, making sure everything was in order before watching him leave.

Shao Yan was sitting in the living room watching TV idly when Huo Xiao called.

"What are you doing?"

Shao Yan turned the TV volume down as low as possible so as not to interfere with their phone call.

"watch TV."

"miss you."

"..."

Shao Yan didn't know how to answer. Huo Xiao was so arrogant; it was hard to imagine him saying such cheesy love words.

Shao Yan bit her lower lip lightly: "Mmm—"

Huo Xiao kept the phone pressed against his ear, and after a few seconds asked, "Don't you want to tell me anything?"

"..."

Many words flashed through Shao Yan's mind, but she couldn't bring herself to say them.

Just then, her phone rang, giving Shao Yan a chance to defuse the awkward situation.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I got a phone call."

Huo Xiao didn't insist: "Be careful at home alone. Wait for me to come back."

Huo Xiao hung up first, and Shao Yan breathed a sigh of relief and answered the call without thinking.

"Shao Yan, I just sent you a video, take a look."

Shao Yan heard Meng Yu's voice, but before she could reply, the call was disconnected.

She saw a video sent from his phone number, in which an antique was smashed.

When Shao Yan saw the video, her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes were glued to the phone screen, and tears fell silently down her cheeks.

"Meng Yu, you're a beast."

She was trembling and crying; Meng Yu had collected all of her mother's belongings.

Three years have passed; she may not have done anything particularly meritorious for the Meng family, but she has certainly put in a lot of hard work. In her heart, Meng Yu is the hero who saved her under the flowering tree that year.

If it weren't for this incident, Shao Yan wouldn't have been so selfless and devoted to giving everything.

Meng Yu's actions today were nothing short of devilish.