The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

July brings abundant rainfall to the port city, and the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows reveal Victoria Harbour so dazzling it almost appears unreal.

Jian Xingyu ignored the surrounding noise and looked at the glowing screen of his phone.

Several gigabytes of chat history, no matter how you scroll, the top always says, "The other person isn't your friend yet." She doesn't want any of their memories anymore, and he's only kept connected by this last bit of chat history.

He would watch it over and over again, as if he were obsessed. Sometimes his eyes would hurt so much that he would close them and lose sight of it, but he could still finish her sentence in his mind without missing a single word.

boom.

Not far away at the pool table, a friend cleared the table, straightened up, and casually tossed the cue stick to a waiter. Turning his head, he saw Jian Xingyu looking like a dead man and knew he was having another one of his womanizing sprees. He narrowed his eyes and teased him.

"Hey, what are you spacing out for?"

"Speaking of which, today seems to be your one-month anniversary of being single again. So, ex-husband, how's it feeling being all alone?"

He was the most gloating when Jian Xingyu broke up with his girlfriend.

They've been dating online for ages, never even met in person, and they're practically being treated like electronic dogs and remote-controlled dogs. The couple profile pictures they use are never of people; if they're of good status, it's a dog on a leash, if not, it's a hair clip. Just seeing all this makes him laugh in exasperation, yet Jian Xingyu still uses them.

That woman is really troublesome; she's been causing trouble every single day since we started dating, throwing tantrums every few days. He wanted to offer Jian Xingyu some advice, but Jian Xingyu wouldn't even show him a single chat log.

He was actually on guard. He was afraid that he would fall in love with her through the few words she uttered when she was angry.

Finally, because he couldn't stand it and said something bad about that woman, she broke off all contact with him.

This is truly eye-opening. It seems love doesn't just make people stupid, it makes them mutate, even transform them into a different species. He has no doubt that even if that woman swindles Jian Xingyu out of all his assets, Jian Xingyu will still chase after her and demand that she don't let go of his liver and kidneys, which he'd sell.

Having grown accustomed to Qin Shiwei's sarcastic remarks over the past month, Jian Xingyu casually unbuttoned a button on his pure black silk shirt, revealing his pale neck, and finally managed to breathe.

His voice was cold and indifferent.

"Your life is too long, do you want me to shorten it? If you want to know if that's enjoyable, why don't you get married and divorced yourself and see how it goes?"

Contrary to his behavior during courtship, he is not a weak-willed person. He was born from the union of his father's cold-heartedness and his mother's mercenary nature. It is unclear what exactly he inherited, but it is certain that the blood flowing in his veins is not that of a normal person.

He was only willing to act normal in front of Yu Lian.

"A few days ago you had your assistant go to Wong Tai Sin Temple to get a fortune stick, and you also spent a fortune online hiring some so-called master to light composite candles that cost 100,000 dollars each. Why didn't you just go directly to him? Wow, when did the esteemed Kan Hang-yu start believing in this kind of metaphysics? Does your father know you've gone this far?"

Qin Shiwei wasn't afraid of him at all. He sat down with a grin, a cigarette between his fingers, the butt of which was scarlet, and the bluish-white smoke swirling into the air. Jian Xingyu tilted his head slightly without any expression.

"I'm doing my job, when did it become your place to interfere?"

"Take it away. The smell is awful; it makes me want to vomit."

He didn't know if Yu Lianxi liked children, and if they wanted to have children in the future, he couldn't stand the smell of smoke.

Just a few days after the breakup, it was the hardest time for Jian Xingyu. The only way he could contact her was through her phone number, but all the platforms blocked him. He used a virtual number and tried various ways to leave messages via text message. He even ordered takeout and wrote his plea for reconciliation on the receipt and sent it over, but all his efforts were in vain.

Every night, he searches for "How long does it take for a woman to have an emotional backlash after a breakup?", "When is the peak period for reconciliation after a breakup?", and "How to win back a lover who has completely given up on you?". Big data accurately pushes a series of reconciliation candlesticks, reconciliation tarot readings, and reconciliation messages to him.

No matter how rich or noble you are, if you see a composite video, you'll still have to leave a humiliating comment below.

Qin Shiwei shrugged and stubbed out his cigarette: "Seriously, when are you going to go and beg someone to come back? If this drags on any longer, your wife will really become someone else's wife."

Even if he couldn't stand Jian Xingyu, his online girlfriend, and didn't approve of the relationship, he couldn't just stand by and watch Jian Xingyu live like this, neither human nor ghost.

At worst, he'll just not be the best man when Jian Xingyu comes back after winning back his wife.

However, he was genuinely curious about what was so special about the woman that Jian Xingyu kept hidden away like a treasure. He was itching to follow Jian Xingyu when he went to find someone.

Jian Xingyu pushed the ashtray away, revealing a plain wedding ring on his ring finger. The inner band featured an embossed design with Yu Lian's full name. Putting it on and taking it off would leave a red imprint of her name at the base of his ring finger.

The voice was faint.

"In the next few days."