Because she was addicted

McNut pouted, teasing him on purpose, "Beg me, and I'll tell you."

Lu Chenyan rolled his eyes. "Old Mai, if you don't tell me, believe me, I'll drink all the good wine you've stored away tonight with Brother Shen."

Fu Huaishen chuckled softly beside him, finally bringing some color back to his lifeless face.

Mike raised his hands high, "Okay, okay, I beg for mercy. I'm scared of you."

Lu Chenyan is a good person in every way, except for Wen Jia.

As long as you mention Wenjia, he'll definitely get angry.

He told Wen Jia about the phone call.

Lu Chenyan murmured to himself, "She has an older sister?"

He had never asked about Wen Jia's family situation before.

I'm afraid Shen Yu knows more than he does.

Guilt and shame filled my entire chest.

Mike said, "I've heard of her brother-in-law's company. The quality of their building materials is mediocre, and they often cut corners. They don't have a good reputation in the industry. I would never use their products."

Lu Chenyan glared at him coldly, "Say it again."

Mike was forced to raise his hand repeatedly; he had no other choice.

"Alright, alright, I'm scared of you. I'll give him a small order to do first, okay? But let me make this clear: if he tries to cheat or shirk his responsibilities, I will not hesitate to fire him and hold him accountable."

Lu Chenyan hummed in agreement and leaned back onto the sofa.

He was wearing a black pullover sweater today, looking very elegant, but his expression was lonely.

After a moment of silence, Nie Xuming said:

"Let's get down to business. Haicheng is in turmoil right now. The old lady has lost her mind and is being controlled by that Lin guy. She's completely destroyed all the achievements we've made over the past year. Old Fu, what are you thinking?"

Fu Huaishen's voice was hoarse.

"After that incident, I've completely broken ties with the old lady. I don't want to go back to the Fu family, and I don't want the group anymore. Let the old lady do whatever she wants."

Nie Xuming asked, "Are you willing to accept this?"

"I'm not reconciled."

Fu Huaishen rolled over on the sofa, casually lit a cigarette, and puffed out smoke between his fingers.

"So what if we're not reconciled? But as the saying goes, 'If you don't court death, you won't die.' The prosperity of the M Group was all an illusion; Lin Xiao had already rotted it to pieces inside. I barely managed to keep it going for a little over a year, and now this mess has brought it back to square one. Oh well, the M Group is like a giant ship about to sink. I've already tried to save it; if I can't, then let it sink. Brothers, the important thing now is to manage our base well."

Nie Xuming said:

"Exactly, I told you not to go back. We're doing just fine running the S Group in Hong Kong, why bother getting involved in that mess in Haicheng? Old Fu, if I may be so disrespectful, your mother is a hopeless romantic, she's been completely infatuated with Lin Xiao. It seems your Fu family's business is about to be transferred to the Lin family."

Back in the UK, Fu Huaishen invested and started businesses in his spare time while studying, accumulating more and more capital. Later, with the addition of Lu Chenyan, and thanks to their unique vision and keen market foresight, every investment they made was a success, and in just a few years, they built the S Group into what it is today.

S Group is their foundation and core business.

However, very few people know about this.

Fu Huai's deep involvement with M Group meant that S Group became a tool for him to transfer assets between his own hands. Currently, many of M Group's projects are gradually being taken over by S Group through various means.

Fu Huaishen looked displeased, and kept smoking one cigarette after another.

Lu Chenyan sneered.

"That's because Brother Shen can't bring himself to do it. I should be the one to deal with the Lin guy."

He finished his drink in one gulp, grabbed the black cashmere coat from the sofa, and staggered out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Mike asked, chasing after him.

Lu Chenyan waved his hand, leaving behind a lonely figure.

"Don't call him, it's time. He's gone to wait for his sweetheart."

Nie Xuming pulled Mike along.

"Going there every day, doesn't he get tired?" Mike said, unable to understand.

"What's tiring about it? I like it." Nie Xuming hooked his arm around Mike's neck and pulled him back. "I just squat down in that corner, take a peek from afar, and I'm happy! You don't understand!"

"What about you? Aren't you leaving?" Mike pulled Fu Huaishen along.

Fu Huaishen downed another cup, slurring, "Go? Where am I supposed to go? Ali and Niannian have disappeared somewhere, and Xiao Wu has searched so many places but can't find them. I don't even know where to go..."

He murmured a few words, smiling as he made arrangements.

"Come on, let's drink. If we get drunk, we'll dream about everything."

……

10 PM.

Lu Chenyan appeared downstairs at Wen Jia's apartment building right on time.

From Monday to Friday, Wen Jia leaves home at six in the morning, gets off work at ten in the evening, and arrives home at ten-thirty.

Wen Jia goes to the hospital on Saturday and Sunday and gets home at 10 p.m.

He has been in Gangcheng for more than ten days, and he arrives at Wenjia Building on time every day, just like clocking in for work.

I crouched in the bushes by the building, watching Wen Jia go home.

Then he went to spend the night in the empty house across the street.

The house was still under renovation, and building materials were piled up everywhere. He pitched a tent against the wall closest to Wen Jia's bedroom, which he could use for the night.

Sometimes he could hear Wen Jia making noises at home through the wall.

The sound of slippers stomping on the floor, scrolling on his phone, things being knocked over, even the sound of the washing machine—every sound has meaning to him. He can occasionally fall asleep listening to these sounds.

But he would wake up promptly at 4 a.m. every day.

I sat against the wall until dawn.

Then he went out, pretending to be someone jogging or exercising in the neighborhood, and watched Wen Jia leave from a distance.

I had a little alcohol today.

The cold December wind blew on my face, which was flushed with the smell of alcohol, and I entered the residential area half-drunk and half-awake.

He was still awake and knew to find a green belt to hide himself.

But he was also drunk.

Only the head was hidden.

A passing resident asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you? What are you looking for?"

Lu Chenyan pushed his way in a little harder and mumbled, "I'm looking for a wife."

The other person then cursed "drunk," took a few steps back, and started calling security, "Yeah, there's a drunk here, hiding in the bushes looking for his wife, is he crazy? Come quick and drag him away."

Lu Chenyan couldn't squat down any longer and leaned against the green belt, falling to the side.

The next second, under the dim streetlights, a figure wearing a white down jacket stood beside him.

As Wen Jia walked into the residential area, she saw several people gathered in front of her building, pointing and commenting on the green belt on the ground.

Upon closer inspection, Lu Chenyan was lying on the ground, his black coat covered with grass clippings and withered shrub branches.

What are you doing here?

Upon seeing the person before her, Wen Jia frowned deeply.

The cold winter air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

Lu Chenyan was drunk.

He squinted, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and muttered to himself:

"This is unbelievable! Jiajia actually talked to me. Ha!"

Wen Jia frowned even more deeply.

"Lu Chenyan, I'm warning you, don't get drunk and cause trouble! Believe me or not, I'll call security to throw you out."

Lu Chenyan simply rolled over on the floor to make himself more comfortable, his eyes half-closed.

"Brother Shen was right after all. He said that when he was drunk, he dreamed about all sorts of things."

As he spoke, he let out a couple of satisfied sighs.

It was only 3 or 4 degrees Celsius at night, and Wen Jia felt a bit cold even wearing a down jacket, so you can imagine how much colder it must have been lying on the ground.

The neighbor complained:

"Hey girl, is this your family's child? Quickly drag him back, don't let him go crazy here."

Security guards arrived too. "Excuse me, is he your man?"

"no!"

Wen Jia's face was cold.

The security guard looked at her suspiciously, then at Lu Chenyan, who was lying on the ground acting like a spoiled child, and issued his final ultimatum with a stern face.

"If you two are arguing, go home and argue. Don't disturb other residents outside! Otherwise, I'll call the police."

As she spoke, Wen Jia couldn't help but explain, and began to disperse the onlookers.

"Hey, let's go, there's nothing to see here. It's just a young couple arguing, they drank too much."

A concerned resident advised, "Young lady, you should take your husband back home right away. It's freezing cold; you don't want him to catch a cold. That would be terrible."

Wen Jia couldn't explain herself clearly.

We can't just leave Lu Chenyan outside; he'd freeze to death if he lay outside all night in this weather!

They had no choice but to ask the security guard to help them get the person inside.