Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

"Dad, no, Dad! I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me explain." He Tingyou's voice trembled uncontrollably.

His legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.

Two tall assistants came in, lifted his small frame, and carried him to the secret room.

Beside him, He Tingbai's face was ashen, and his hand holding the bowl trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Xi sensed that the atmosphere was unusual. Had she made a scene?

Will that affect the Wen family's next round of funding?

Wen Xi's heart sank suddenly.

"Grandma, Mom, did I... cause trouble?" Wen Xi's voice was barely audible.

She never expected that He Youjun would get so angry just because she squeezed out some tears.

Moreover, He Tingyou was dragged away by the tall assistant right in front of her, looking quite miserable, as if he were going to the execution ground.

She couldn't help but feel fear.

Wen Xi's slender, pale fingers dug into her palms as she tightly gripped the hem of her dress, her eyes lowered timidly.

"It's alright, Tingyou went too far this time. He forgot that his surname is He." Grandma He patted the back of her hand and comforted her softly, but her eyes were full of worry.

Wen Xi knew from a young age that He Tingyou was favored since childhood, partly because he was clever and partly because he was good-looking.

Compared to He Tingyou's carefree attitude, He Tingchu, as the eldest son of the He family, bears the responsibility and obligation of continuing the family's glory.

He needed to follow the rules, be cautious in his words and actions, and systematically study, work, and finally take over Yufeng completely.

On the contrary, He Tingyou was spoiled by his family as he grew up.

While He Tingchu was being forced to learn business management, he could enjoy racing cars.

When He Tingchu went to Yufeng to train and endure high pressure, he could be his big star - He Wangye, which was unprecedented in the He family.

He has always been unconventional and lived a carefree life.

Grandma He shakily stood up, supporting herself on the table, and then Bai Xue pulled out the back of her chair.

Neither of them looked well. Then, Bai Xue helped Grandma He walk quickly towards the back garden.

The other guests were politely seen off by the servants, without any breach of etiquette.

Soon, the once bustling and noisy old house became quiet, and the servants tactfully went about their business.

Only He Tingbai and Wen Xi remained in the large living room.

"Xiaobai, you don't look well. Are you alright?"

Wen Xi caught a glimpse of fine beads of sweat creeping up He Tingbai's forehead out of the corner of his eye.

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine." He Tingbai suddenly stood up.

Wen Xi didn't understand what was wrong with the He family all of a sudden.

Before He Tingbai was about to return to school, Wen Xi grabbed his arm.

"Xiaobai, can you tell me what happened? Why does everyone look so strange?"

"...Sister-in-law, I can't say." He Tingbai shivered.

"If you want to save your second brother, then tell me." Wen Xi's eyes were burning.

"...The solitary confinement room is the basement in the back garden. It's where Dad punished us... It's terrifying there. It's so quiet you can't hear a sound... I only went in once when I was little... After that, I never dared to do anything wrong again... My second brother is okay too... My eldest brother is a regular at the solitary confinement room... If you want to know, you can ask my eldest brother... Sister-in-law, I have to go back to school." His voice trembled.

[Solitary confinement cell.]

Wen Xi held his breath, his heart aching as if it were being torn apart.

What did He Tingchu go through?

Wen Xi's thoughts drifted back to ten years ago. She seemed to have a vague memory of that dark room; she felt like she had been inside it once.

-

basement

He Tingyou's knees buckled, and he knelt down in front of He Youjun.

"Dad...I was wrong."

The garden's surveillance footage was retrieved. He Youjun opened the video, watched it silently, his brows furrowed, his expression neither joy nor anger.

He slowly stood up, tugged at his black tie, unbuttoned his cuffs unhurriedly, leaned down, and grabbed He Tingyou's chin with his thumb and forefinger. A crisp "slap" resounded as the hand landed.

"You bastard! You can play with a piece of trash like that, but you dare to bring it home? Who gave you the guts? He Tingyou, you don't actually think you're some big star named He Wangye, do you?"

"I can make you He Wangye, and I can make you a dog."

"You dare to ruin my grand plan? I'll show you what I'm made of." He Youjun grabbed a golf club from the side and smashed it into He Tingyou's back.

"What did I tell you before? I told you to marry Wen Xi and then take over Kangde naturally. She's the only daughter in the Wen family... But you ran away from the wedding... You almost ruined my grand plan..." Immediately afterward, another heavy blow landed on his calf.

"Now you almost let something slip because of some minor celebrity... damn it." The shiny leather shoes stomped hard on the man's back, grinding it over and over again.

"Dad, I was wrong, please spare me... I'll die if you hit me again..." He Tingchu's face was pressed against the cold black and white diamond-patterned tiles, his face ashen.

Thin streaks of blood seeped through the thin shirt, instantly staining He Tingyou's back crimson.

-

He Tingbai got into the car and went back to school.

Wen Xi hesitated, unsure whether to go or not.

After dinner, Grandma He's blood pressure rose, so she called the family doctor. While the doctor was giving her a physical examination, Bai Xue paced back and forth in the living room with her arms crossed.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong about what happened today too." Wen Xi's eyes were red.

Although He Tingyou and Zhou Yi humiliated her first today, she didn't want to see He Tingyou suffer because of her, after all, He Tingyou was He Tingchu's younger brother.

"What did you do wrong? It was Tingyou who was wrong... I'm sorry for you first," Bai Xue said, choking back tears.

"I...I..." Wen Xi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

"Go see Grandma and try to calm her down. It's getting late, and I'm worried about you going back alone. Just stay here. Wang Ma, go and tidy up the young master's room." Bai Xue put her arm around her shoulder to comfort her.

Grandma He has taken her medicine and is already asleep. Wen Xi sat by the bedside and tucked the blanket in.

The doctor instructed that the elderly person should not be agitated.

Grandma He held Wen Xi's little hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Grandma, I'm sorry," Wen Xi said hoarsely, her eyes filled with tears.

Today was supposed to be Grandma He's birthday, a happy occasion, but she caused this whole mess.

Wen Xi felt deeply guilty towards her.

She sniffed, her voice hoarse.

"Good boy, this has nothing to do with you. Go upstairs and rest first."

Wen Xi gently closed the door and went to He Tingchu's room on the second floor.

Now, nominally she is He Tingchu's wife, and He Tingchu's room has naturally become her room as well.

The bright red wedding quilt and red curtains in the room had been removed, and the dark blue sheets and duvet cover were clearly in He Tingchu's usual indifferent style. It turned out that without that dazzling red, his room was quiet and still.

Unlike before, the room was filled with the couple's wedding photos.

Wen Xi and He Tingchu never took wedding photos. These photos were taken at the wedding ceremony by the photographer, and the angles were quite good.

In the photo, she is holding He Tingchu's arm, with a polite smile on her face, her smile charming and her eyes sparkling.

The man standing beside him was tall and handsome, with a face as bright as the moon, an upright posture, and deep-set eyes.

The man's deep gaze lingered on her profile, a smile playing on his lips.

Is he looking at her?

Photos of the two of them are scattered across the desk and coffee table, including one of her in a toasting dress…

He gently put his arm around her waist, and she leaned lazily against him, as if she had been coyly touched by a cool breeze, her dimples appearing and disappearing on her cheeks.

It seems the photographer is quite skilled; he managed to put two complete strangers together without making it seem like they were acting.

Wen Xi collapsed onto the bed, the scenes that had happened that day replaying in his mind.

At that moment, Xiaoman called, sounding quite surprised.

"Qiqi, hurry up and eat some melon seeds, Zhou Yi is in trouble."

"..." Wen Xi opened his phone and went to Xiaohongshu (a Chinese social media platform), where he found that Zhou Yi's name was trending on dozens of searches.

[A rising starlet was spotted in a famous director's room late at night...]

[A certain young actress pretends to be innocent but secretly mistreats her assistant.]

[A rising starlet and He Wangye reportedly had an affair? She's now embroiled in an abortion scandal.]

...

[The incident of sitting on someone's lap...]

[A once-pure and innocent school beauty has been expelled from school for bullying...]

...

Zhou Yi's name repeatedly appeared on the trending searches.

There are even pictures and videos to prove it, and some people have released audio recordings and videos, including videos of her being bullied at school in high school.

Furthermore, her personal assistant revealed extremely egregious incidents, such as her abusing makeup artists in private.

The comments section below has been completely flooded with negative comments.

[Zhou Yi has been definitively proven guilty. Did she offend some powerful figure she shouldn't have?]

[How did such a scumbag become famous? I'd gouge my own eyes out.]

I'm blind! I'm actually a fan of hers.

Zhou Yi's social media is filled with lamentations.

[Ban her.]

[Ban her.]

Words like "ban her" and "Zhou Yi must leave the entertainment industry" are frequently heard.

...

She's in trouble.