A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

The atmosphere outside GAMA Fitness was incredibly awkward.

Lin Wanxing looked at Zhang Wenhai, who was kneeling on one knee in front of her, holding roses and with a "deep affection" on his face. She then glanced at the growing crowd of onlookers and the members inside the glass curtain wall who had stopped what they were doing and were curiously looking around. Her expression quickly changed from helplessness to coldness, and finally to anger.

She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Zhang Wenhai, I made myself perfectly clear to you on the phone yesterday! We're not a good match, it's over! Can't you understand human language?"

Zhang Wenhai forced a bitter smile, his tone pleading:

"Wanxing, I know I was wrong, it's all my fault! But if I really had any real relationship with someone else, I would never be able to face you again! But that night I was really drunk, and my hand went to the wrong place, I swear..."

"That's only one aspect!"

Lin Wanxing interrupted him impatiently, her eyes filled with disappointment and exhaustion:

"The key point is what happened afterward! Every piece of nonsense you said, every sarcastic WeChat message you sent, every self-righteous attempt to 'win you back,' including now! You're forcing me like this in my workplace!!"

"Zhang Wenhai, you've made me see you in a new light time and time again! I was so blind before, I never imagined you could be so shameless!"

She pointed to the ground, her voice even lower: "Get up! Leave yourself some dignity, don't force me to curse you in front of so many people!"

Zhang Wenhai's face turned pale and then red as he was being spoken to, but he remained kneeling without moving. Instead, he lowered his head slightly and said in what he thought was a very sorrowful tone:

"Wanxing, no matter what you think of me now, no matter how much you look down on me, I just want a chance... a chance to start over. If you accept this bouquet, I'll disappear immediately! After that... after that we can get to know each other again, I can pursue you again, and you'll see how I've changed..."

Before he could finish his "heartfelt confession," the bouquet of roses in his hand suddenly felt light and was snatched away from him.

Zhang Wenhai was overjoyed, thinking that Lin Wanxing had finally softened her heart. But when he looked up, he saw that the person holding the flowers was a somewhat familiar, strange girl with a mocking expression.

His gaze shifted to the side and landed on the man next to the girl, arms crossed, with a look of schadenfreude on his face—wasn't this the same bastard who was eating sunflower seeds at the bar last time and "following" her in the opposite direction?!

Ye Cheng held the bouquet of red roses to her nose, pretending to smell them, then looked at Zhang Wenhai, who had a unique pose on the ground, and said with a smile:

"Hey buddy, you look familiar. I remember you just wrote a guarantee at the police station last week for following this lady. What, you dare to harass her again after only three or four days? This is incorrigible, a serious offense!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience gasped simultaneously.

The smiles of the passersby who had been smiling like doting aunts instantly froze on their faces, quickly turning into shock, disdain, and disgust.

"Good heavens! I thought it was some romantic proposal, but it turns out to be a perverted stalker?"

"He looks so respectable, how could he do something like this?"

"Kneeling down? This is moral blackmail! It's disgusting!"

"Take a picture! Take a picture! Post it online and expose him!"

"No wonder that girl looked so pale!"

Zhang Wenhai's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He abruptly stood up from the ground, pointed at Ye Cheng, and roared angrily:

"What nonsense are you spouting! Wanxing and I are a legitimate couple! What business is it of yours to interfere in our affairs?"

"Oh? A proper boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Jiang Ye chuckled and slowly shook his phone. The screen displayed the call interface, and the contact's name was none other than Officer An Xin.

He put the phone to his ear, his tone instantly becoming serious:

"Hey, Officer An, you heard the situation, right? It's this Zhang Wenhai, harassing that young woman again in front of her workplace, even resorting to kneeling and moral blackmail... Yes, that's right, the location is in front of the GAMA gym in MixC... See, did I handle it correctly this time? I noticed the suspicious situation, stopped it in time, and reported it to you immediately, not giving the criminals any opportunity! I did a decent job, didn't I?"

Zhang Wenhai, his neck stiff and his voice trembling with fear, shouted, "Stop trying to scare me! Who are you trying to fool with this fake phone call? I'm just having a normal relationship, what law have I broken?"

Jiang Ye glanced at him, casually pressed the speakerphone button, and said into the phone, "Officer An, he doesn't believe in superstitions and thinks I'm fooling him. Why don't you talk to him yourself?"

There was a two-second silence on the phone, followed by a slightly helpless male voice: "Zhang Wenhai, this is An Zhengjun."

Jiang Ye immediately snorted and gestured with his chin towards Zhang Wenhai: "Did you hear that? He said his name is An Xin! In Jinghai, they're the ones who deal with anyone who dares to challenge them!"

The person on the other end of the phone was visibly speechless for a moment, then sounded a little annoyed: "Jiang Ye! Are you asking for it again? I'm going to..."

"Hey, hey, Brother An, don't yell at me, don't yell at me!"

Jiang Ye quickly canceled the speakerphone and put the phone back to his ear: "I was just trying to lighten the mood because the atmosphere was so awkward... Okay, I got it. Don't worry, if he keeps lingering, I'll call you right away... Thank you, Brother An. It's a good thing I asked for your number... Please give this to Director An for me!"

Jiang Ye's banter, though somewhat nonsensical, was remarkably effective.

The indignant passersby couldn't help but chuckle softly, easing the tense and awkward atmosphere considerably.

Even Lin Wanxing, who had been keeping a straight face and was full of irritation, couldn't help but smile slightly. She quickly pursed her lips and tried to suppress the smile.

Zhang Wenhai stood there, his face indescribably pale.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to leave or stay, and was completely made a clown.

He gritted his teeth, his gaze passing over Jiang Ye and Ye Cheng, and looked at Lin Wanxing again, attempting a final struggle:

"Wanxing, I know you won't listen to anything I say now... Okay, even if we can't be lovers anymore, we can still be friends, right? We were each other's first love, and I don't believe you can't feel any trace of that relationship with me! If you're not even willing to be friends with me, it just means you haven't let go of this relationship at all!"