Because she was addicted

"It's quite potent."

"Such a beautiful and fiery woman, no wonder CEO Kobayashi is so obsessed with getting her."

"Hahaha, in the end, we're the ones who benefit!"

"But I heard she's Lu Chenyan's girlfriend?"

"Lu Chenyan? You're so out of touch. They broke up. Now no one's protecting her, otherwise do you think Xiao Lin would want to mess with her?"

Several people laughed and formed a circle, looking down at Wen Jia.

It's like a pack of jackals surrounding a little white rabbit with nowhere to go.

"Camera set up, angle correct. Take a good picture of her later, Mr. Kobayashi specifically instructed me to."

"Understood, Brother Dao!"

Various opinions came in droves.

Wen Jia was at her lowest point of despair.

No one will come to save her.

Lu Chenyan would never again stroll towards her with his hands in his pockets, pulling her behind him and asking with concern, "Are you alright?"

Never again.

Just before she felt herself losing consciousness, Wen Jia suddenly remembered Lu Chenyan's words.

Never do anything that will harm yourself, no matter when or where.

With a determined look, she picked up the broken bottle she had originally intended to use on herself and plunged it into the figure closest to her.

……

The Lu residence.

Lu Chenyan suddenly opened his eyes in bed.

It was pitch black all around, and there wasn't a sound.

His mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't remember where he was for a long time.

I touched the bedside lamp.

As the darkness gradually receded, he finally realized that he was lying on his own bed in the Lu residence.

Headache.

My arms, thighs, and whole body hurt.

He got up and went downstairs, calling out as he went, "Sister Wu, get me a glass of water."

The nanny, Sister Wu, was quietly clearing the dishes in the kitchen when she heard the noise and immediately came out to greet them.

"Yes, young master."

"Young Master, why are you awake?"

Sister Wu handed him the water, wondering why Dr. Li had said that afternoon that the dosage of this sleeping pill would be enough for the young master to sleep soundly through the night until dawn. But it was only 9 p.m., and the young master had already woken up.

The young master suffers from severe sleep disorder and has relied on medication to fall asleep for years. Could it be that he's developed an antibody to sleeping pills?

Lu Chenyan felt dizzy. He drank a glass of water and rubbed his forehead.

"I remember being at the gym, when did I go back to my room?"

Sister Wu felt a little guilty; she was the one who personally handed the laced water to Lu Chenyan. After Lu Chenyan was knocked down at the gym, it was Lu Chuan who carried him upstairs.

She smiled and said:

"I don't know either."

Lu Chenyan sat in the living room for a while, finally calming down a bit. He took out his phone; it was flooded with WeChat messages and missed calls. They were mostly from company executives, friends from various sectors, and even some media outlets.

He scanned it quickly.

I went straight to Wen Jia's WeChat.

The screen was still showing Friday afternoon, near the end of the workday, when he said he was going downstairs to pick up Wen Jia and go to Nanyu Mansion together.

Wen Jia was especially happy that day.

I took him to take pictures under the wisteria trellis at the mansion.

During dinner that evening, she agreed to marry him.

He was especially happy that night.

He accepted every toast offered to him.

Back home, nestled in Wen Jia's little house, he kept thinking about how he was getting married, that his bride was Wen Jia, and that they would soon be able to spend every day and night, for the rest of their lives...

But in the blink of an eye, he fell from heaven to hell.

When Mrs. Lu and Dr. Li returned from their walk in the garden, they happened to see his face alternating between smiling and crying, and between twitching his lips and frowning.

Mrs. Lu felt a pang of panic.

"Ah Yan, are you alright?"

Lu Chenyan looked somewhat dazed. "What's wrong with me?"

Mrs. Lu said cautiously, "Ayan, I went to see Miss Wen this afternoon. She's fine, so you don't need to worry."

"Did you say anything to her?"

Lu Chenyan closed his phone and looked up at Madam Lu. His eyes had become somewhat unfamiliar, and his voice had become much stiffer.

Madam Lu felt a chill run down her spine from his gaze.

"No. What could Mom say to her? Mom really likes Miss Wen; she's beautiful and capable..."

Before Madam Lu could finish speaking, Lu Chenyan interrupted her.

"That would be best." He picked up his phone, got up, and went upstairs.

"Ayan, where are you going? Didn't you see that Dr. Li came all the way from Japan to see you? Sit down and let's talk."

Mrs. Lu chased after her.

Lu Chenyan stopped on the stairs. "What are you talking about?"

"Anything is fine..."

Just as Madam Lu was about to speak, she saw a chill emanate from Lu Chenyan; any closer and she would be frozen solid. His grip on the railing tightened abruptly as he struggled to control his emotions.

"You told him to get lost, I'm not sick! And you, you go back too."

Lu Chenyan turned his head, his entire being exuding a terrifyingly cold aura.

"When you weren't here, Wen Jia and I were doing fine, but everything changed after you came. I'm asking you, why did you come to Haicheng when everything was going so well!"

"Ayan, how could you suspect your mother like that!"

Madam Lu's voice trembled.

Her son's accusations terrified her.

"Suspicion? Haven't you done enough? It used to be the eldest brother, now it's me. Mom, isn't it enough that the eldest brother is obediently your puppet, listening to you in everything? Why do you have to come all this way to control me? Mom, I'm begging you, please let me go."

"It's because of your older brother that I'm taking care of you! Your older brother, he..."

Mrs. Lu shouted angrily, and as she opened her mouth to tell the truth, Dr. Li grabbed her arm.

"Madam, please be careful what you say," Dr. Li interjected urgently.

Madam Lu swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She has already lost one son; she can't afford to lose Ayan as well.

Dr. Li had told her that Ayan should not be stimulated.

"Ayan, I'm begging you, please come back with me. Fu Huaishen has ruined everything, and he's in a terrible state himself. Ayan, don't get involved in this mess anymore, come back with me, okay?"

Madam Lu took several deep breaths before softening her tone.

"I won't leave. Brother Shen is Big Brother's best friend, and I'll stay to help him. Also, wherever Wen Jia is, I'll be there too."

Lu Chenyan turned and went upstairs.

Mrs. Lu slumped into her chair with a thud.

"From childhood to adulthood, Ayan has always been the most mischievous and disobedient. He always does the opposite of what I say. If I tell him to go east, he will go west. He is completely different from Alan. After his brother left, he finally calmed down and became more obedient, but now why is he like this again... Alan, my Alan, if only he were still here."

Dr. Li comforted her, "Madam, the Second Young Master's illness cannot be rushed; we must proceed slowly."

Ten years ago, the Lu family's enemies kidnapped two of the Lu family's sons, demanding a ransom of 10 billion yuan.

The two brothers were locked in a dry well where the sun never shines for more than a month.

When they found them, Lu Chenlan was already dead, and Lu Chenyan was mentally unstable and had been receiving treatment in the hospital for a whole year.

Five years ago, all assessments indicated that Lu Chenyan had recovered.

She also went to study in the UK.

I never expected him to hide it so well, and he even split off Lu Chenlan's personality.

Through these two days of observation, Dr. Li discovered that in Lu Chenyan's world, his older brother Lu Chenlan was still alive and well, and they even talked on the phone from time to time to chat about their work and lives.

That day at the gym, Dr. Li witnessed Lu Chenyan sitting on the floor, holding his phone and calling Lu Chenlan.

The entire conversation involved him asking and answering his own questions, creating a creepy atmosphere.