Mr. Shen, your love-struck wife doesn't want you anymore!

In the end, no police were called.

Because Deng Wen intervened.

It's really lively tonight.

Half of the Song family came.

After Deng Wen appears, please ask the person in charge at the scene to remove all irrelevant people.

Wei Zongming looked at Jiang Yu, who said, "Boss, it's alright. I know all these people."

Wei Zongming said, "I'll be outside. Call me if you need anything."

Jiang Yu gave him a grateful look.

All irrelevant people left, leaving only a few of them at the scene.

Deng Wen first gave Shen Chengyan a reproachful look, then walked over to Song Yanjie and whispered, "Yanjie, give your aunt some face, don't argue with them."

The bleeding on Song Yanjie's face had stopped. He took the ice pack the waiter brought and pressed it against his swollen wound. "He beat me up like this and that's it?"

"If this gets out of hand and your father finds out, he'll be angry with you," Deng Wen said. "After all, they're both his sons, and he'll lose face no matter who gets taken away by the police."

Song Yanjie gave a sarcastic laugh: "Aunt Deng, you're mistaken. He's changed his surname to Shen. What connection does he have with our Song family now?"

Deng Wen frowned.

This time, Song Yanjie clearly didn't want to let Shen Chengyan off the hook. Just as he took out his phone to call the police, Jiang Yu came over and said, "I just recorded it."

Song Yanjie narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Jiang Yu waved her phone, "I recorded everything you said to me. The Song family has always had a good reputation, after all, it's a national enterprise. If Vice President Song's remarks were exposed, I can't even imagine how explosive it would be. Then the whole country would know that such a scandal was hidden in the family of the snack brand they've grown up with."

"It will stay on the trending topics list for at least half a month, and the number of discussions will definitely exceed 100 million. The media will call you like crazy. At that time, your father's anger will probably be all directed at you, and who knows how much the shares of Jiajia Group will drop."

Jiang Yu looked curious and asked, "How are you going to explain this to the board of directors? Just thinking about it gives me a headache."

This move must have hit a nerve; Song Yanjie actually tried to snatch Jiang Yu's phone.

Jiang Yu quickly put her phone back in her bag. "It's no use you taking it. When you hit my husband just now, I already uploaded the evidence to the cloud."

Song Yanjie stared at her with eyes like a snake.

Jiang Yu looked scared. "Don't look at me like that. What if you scare me and my hand slips and I send a copy to the media and then to your group's competitors? That would be bad."

Song Yanjie stood up, stared intently at Jiang Yu for several seconds, and said with a cold smile, "You're quite something."

He threw down the ice pack in his hand and turned to leave.

Deng Wen gave Jiang Yu a complicated look, said nothing to her, and left.

Jiang Yu relaxed her straight back and turned to walk towards Shen Chengyan.

Although he had just won the fight, he had also been punched twice by Song Yanjie.

Song Yanjie was not a weakling; it was clear that he trained regularly. So when Shen Chengyan hit him, he didn't just stand there dumbly without fighting back.

Shen Chengyan sat in a single sofa, one of his suit buttons popped off, his neatly styled hair was messy, and he was rubbing his wrist, probably because he had injured his hand.

She stood in front of him and said, "Look up."

Shen Chengyan did not move.

Jiang Yu reached out and lifted his chin, but he turned his head away and looked away again.

Jiang Yu said sarcastically, "How tough you are, giving me the cold shoulder."

Shen Chengyan slowly looked up at her. Jiang Yu met his gaze and was stunned when she saw the injury on his chin.

"I didn't give you a hard time," he said. "I had a scar on my face, and I was afraid it would frighten you."

"It's alright, you didn't get beaten up like a pig's head again today. Compared to last time, this is better."

Sensing the sarcasm in her words, Shen Chengyan remained silent.

Wei Zongming knocked on the door from the outside. Jiang Yu went over, glanced inside, and asked, "Does President Shen need to go to the hospital for his injury? I can drive."

Jiang Yu shook her head: "I'm not going. I don't see any broken skin. I'll go back and put some medicine on it."

Wei Zongming smiled and said, "Alright, I'll be going now."

Jiang Yu went out with them, asked the staff for an ice pack, and then went back to find Shen Chengyan.

He remained seated, looking at his phone, his brow slightly furrowed.

Jiang Yu walked over and handed him an ice pack. "Put this on to reduce the swelling."

Shen Chengyan accepted it honestly.

Jiang Yu sat down next to him, full of questions she wanted to ask, but the words that came out were: "Are you hungry?"

Shen Chengyan had anticipated that his wife would ask many questions, but he didn't expect her to ask this one.

He paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "A little."

"There's food over there, I'll go get some."

Jiang Yu walked towards the self-service area without asking him what he wanted to eat, clearly intending to make his own decision.

A moment later, she brought over two small cakes, each topped with a layer of snow-white cream and garnished with a bright red cherry.

She handed one of the cakes to Shen Chengyan, saying, "Right now, I just want to eat something sweet. You should have some too."

Shen Chengyan used to dislike desserts, but after marrying Jiang Yu, she learned to make desserts at home. Every time she made a new dessert, she would ask him to taste it.

Thanks to her training over the past few years, he's become less resistant to desserts.

He tossed the ice pack aside and sat quietly with Jiang Yu to eat dessert.

As Jiang Yu felt the cream melt in her mouth, she suddenly asked him, "Do you know why I like desserts?"

Shen Chengyan thought for a moment: "Women seem to like desserts."

Jiang Yu glared at him: "Don't be stereotypical. There are girls who don't like desserts. I'm asking if you know why I like desserts?"

Shen Chengyan looked at her and said, "Because we didn't have cake when we were little, the things we didn't have as children become the things we're most attached to when we grow up."

Jiang Yu muttered, "I forgot you were a stalker for a while when you were a kid."

Shen Chengyan: "..."

"Yes, when I was little, I couldn't eat cake. I saw other kids eating it and I wondered what cake tasted like. Once, my neighbor gave me a piece. I had just taken a bite when Jiang Guodong found out. He thought I was too embarrassing, so he slapped me and called me a glutton. I remember the taste of that cake. Now I'm almost thirty and I still love eating it."

Jiang Yu ate the cherry-flavored cake in her hand in small bites: "Later, when I grew up, I read in a book that desserts can stimulate the secretion of dopamine. When you are unhappy, eating some sugar will make you feel satisfied and happy."

Shen Chengyan paused for a moment: "The dopamine pleasure from sugar is short-lived, and every time you finish eating it, you run around cursing yourself, calling yourself a pig if you eat it again, and cursing me for not stopping you."

Jiang Yu choked on a mouthful of cake, and Shen Chengyan raised his hand to gently pat her back.

Jiang Yu glared at him, annoyed. "Is that what I meant? What I meant was, if you're ever feeling down, just do what I do: eat some cake or dessert and try to cheer yourself up."

"Don't bother with those rotten people. Their only purpose in this world is to cause trouble for others."

Shen Chengyan slowly stopped moving; he understood what she meant.

She wanted to comfort him.

He didn't know what Song Yanjie had said to her.

But he knew she was pitying him; she was sympathizing with her husband.

Shen Chengyan felt a surge of impulse, just like when he kissed her in the car back when they were dating, that uncontrollable urge that made his heart pound.

He leaned over and kissed her, tasting the sweet cream from the corner of her mouth.