I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

The two returned to Wang Wei's house carrying their purchases. They had just put the items down when...

Lin Nan asked breathlessly, "Brother Wang, what are you buying all this for?"

She pointed to the several sets of specially made cold-weather and waterproof suits, her face full of confusion—

Buying these things in the middle of summer is really unusual.

"I'm afraid of the cold," Wang Wei replied casually, his gaze sweeping over the clock on the wall.

"Brother Wang~" Lin Nan took a step closer, her voice soft and sweet, "It's almost eight o'clock, shall we go out and get something to eat?"

Wang Wei smiled upon hearing this, "Okay, but we still need to wait for someone."

"Huh?" Lin Nan was taken aback. "Waiting for whom?"

"Guess?" Wang Wei asked deliberately.

Lin Nan's expression changed slightly, and she asked hesitantly, "It wouldn't be... Qian Mengxun, would it?"

"You guessed right," Wang Wei feigned surprise, "but there's no reward."

While the two were shopping, Qian Mengxun sent him a text message asking him to meet her.

"This..." Lin Nan suddenly became hesitant.

If Qian Mengxun saw her with Wang Wei, wouldn't that confirm that she was "stealing the peaches halfway"?

Wang Wei kindly suggested, "If you feel it's not a good time to meet someone, you can go back first."

Lin Nan's eyes flickered, and after hesitating for only a few seconds, she suddenly reached out and took Wang Wei's arm: "What's inappropriate about it? She's not only my best friend, but also your—ex-girlfriend, Brother Wang."

She pronounced the last three words slowly and heavily.

Wang Wei said with a smile, "I never said she was my ex-girlfriend."

"Brother Wang, you..." Lin Nan put on a pitiful expression.

"We'll see how you do," Wang Wei sighed, looking conflicted. "After all, I've been pursuing her for three years, and I'm a very sentimental person."

"She didn't agree for three years," Lin Nan said, taking the opportunity to press her head against his chest, her voice soft and sticky, "but I... I already agreed."

Wang Wei sniffed the perfume in her hair, but said casually, "Oh? I don't think I said I wanted to pursue you."

Lin Nan lightly punched him: "Brother Wang, you're so annoying."

Then she changed the subject, her tone becoming somewhat sarcastic: "Qian Mengxun, that kind of green tea, is not good enough for you at all."

"Did you know? Last weekend she went out with a rich guy for two whole days and didn't come home at night."

Wang Wei frowned.

Three years—he pursued Qian Mengxun for three whole years, and in his previous life they hadn't even held hands more than a few times.

She actually went to a hotel with someone else?

"Brother Wang, don't be angry," Lin Nan added fuel to the fire, lowering her voice even further, "The other party is just playing with her, they don't even care about her..."

The meaning couldn't be clearer: are you going to pick up what others have already discarded?

Wang Wei understood, but remained silent.

His feelings for Qian Mengxun had long since been utterly crushed into ashes.

In this life, she was already on the "certain to die" list.

Now, besides feeling disgusted, all I can do is wait and watch her struggle desperately in the catastrophe.

As for Lin Nan in front of me...

Wang Wei glanced at her—she wasn't exactly a good person either.

In my previous life, I was just infatuated, not stupid.

Did he really know nothing about how Lin Nan and Chu Lian belittled themselves and stirred up trouble in front of Qian Mengxun?

Thinking this, a sudden surge of anger rose within him.

Wang Wei suddenly reached out and put his arm around Lin Nan's waist, then dragged her towards the bedroom without saying a word.

"Brother Wang, you..." Lin Nan panicked at first—after more than two hours of fussing in the afternoon, her legs were still weak.

Besides, Qian Mengxun will be there soon...

But this thought, in a flash, actually ignited her competitive spirit.

Wouldn't it be better to let Qian Mengxun hear and see?

She stopped resisting and instead went to meet her.

Soon, Lin Nan's hysterical screams echoed from inside the bedroom.

Lin Nan may have been deliberately calling out to Qian Mengxun, who could arrive at any moment.

But the man living next door to Wang Wei was the first to suffer a devastating blow!

The woman stared at her phone screen, keeping time with a blank expression.

"One minute."

Two minutes.

"..."

"Ten minutes."

As time went by, the man's face grew increasingly pale.

"It's been half an hour." The woman turned her head, her eyes full of sarcasm.

"Damn it!" the man gritted his teeth and argued, "Maybe it's domestic violence!"

The woman scoffed, "Have you ever heard of domestic violence that could make a woman scream like that? And for half an hour?"

She glanced at her husband sideways: "If you're that capable, I'll accept it even if you abuse me every day."

"Fuck you..." The man was completely speechless.

In this respect, he lost completely...

The noise from next door continued for an hour, silently timed by the woman next door, before finally stopping.

However, her husband had already disappeared by then.

She was unaware that her husband, unable to bear the torment, had gone straight to the pharmacy downstairs.

Inside the bedroom, Wang Wei patted the limp Lin Nan: "Get up, Qian Mengxun is here."

"Huh?" Lin Nan feigned surprise, her voice still slightly hoarse. "How did Brother Wang know?"

How did you know? If we don't open the door soon, the people outside might break it down.

Qian Mengxun stood outside the door, her fingers digging tightly into her palms.

The voice coming from inside was all too familiar to her—it was Lin Nan.

That best friend who always mocked Wang Wei for being "poor and stingy" and a "simp" in front of her.

"You bitch..." she squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth.

I wanted to turn around and leave, but I was unwilling to give up.

She knew Lin Nan best; she was a gold digger who wouldn't do anything without a profit.

The fact that she could get close to Wang Wei can only mean one thing—Wang Wei is really rich.

That luxury car today might really be his.

Why should this bastard get the benefit?

Wang Wei was pursuing her; for the past three years, he had been at her beck and call, giving her his whole heart.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and smiled again.

The door opened.

Wang Wei stood inside the door, his eyes gentle: "Mengxun, you've arrived."

Qian Mengxun had clearly dressed up carefully today; her red dress made her skin look even whiter than snow, and her white stockings accentuated her slender, long legs. Her perfume was alluring.

She was about to speak when she saw Lin Nan walk out of the bedroom—

Her collar was askew, her hair was disheveled, there were red marks on her neck, and even her steps seemed unsteady.

"Oh, it's Mengxun." Lin Nan feigned surprise. "Why didn't you say you were coming? Come in and sit down."

She acted like the lady of the house.

Qian Mengxun's smile could barely stay on.

Lin Nan, however, wasn't satisfied yet. She reached out and smoothed her long hair, her tone as casual as if she were chatting about everyday things:

"Wang and I bought a bunch of stuff this afternoon, and we haven't had time to tidy up yet, so the house is a bit messy. Please don't mind."

Every word felt like a slap in the face, landing hard on Qian Mengxun's cheek.

As Lin Nan spoke, she stepped forward and took Wang Wei's arm, asserting her ownership through her actions.

Qian Mengxun suppressed her surging anger and told herself: I can't lose, especially in front of Wang Wei.

When she looked up again, Qian Mengxun reached out and took Wang Wei's other arm, gently shaking it: "My best friend is here too, why didn't you tell me beforehand..."

Wang Wei stood still, letting the two men hold his arms on either side, and didn't push them away.

He watched them argue with an almost playful smile on his face.

Even in his previous life, when he was a prophet, he had never been fought over like this.

The feeling of being rich —

That was fucking awesome.