After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

The first thing Wen Ling did upon returning from the South Island was to visit the Junlan Mansion villa.

This villa not only holds memories for her and Jiang Ran, but Jiang Fengdie also lives here.

Just like a year ago, everything in the villa, including its structure, remained unchanged. Jiang Ran's villa on the first floor was still as clean and tidy as before, and the furnishings inside had not changed at Wen Ling's request.

Wen Ling didn't go into the bedroom. She just sat in her wheelchair by the door, looking at all the familiar structures in the room, and those bits and pieces of the past came flooding back into her mind.

Wen Ling felt a slight soreness on the tip of her nose, unsure if it was from water droplets or something else, which slid down to the corner of her lips, leaving a slightly salty taste.

Those who stay in the same place suffer the most.

Objects are objects, but people are not; humans have emotions.

"Miss, you..."

Upon learning that Wen Ling had returned, Li Shu went downstairs to greet her and saw Wen Ling sitting in a wheelchair, lost in thought, at the corner of the elevator.

The moment the voice came, Wen Ling snapped back to reality, as if the two lines of tears on her cheeks didn't exist. She said coldly, "Where's Feng Die? How has she been lately?"

"Don't worry, Miss. I'm with you every day, and the postpartum nanny is taking very good care of you."

Li Shu's lips moved a few times, but she ultimately didn't say that Jiang Fengdie should have been breastfed during her postpartum period.

Seeing Wen Ling's ankle bandaged and her forced composure, Li Shu simply couldn't bring herself to speak.

Wen Ling hummed in agreement and closed the bedroom door behind her.

Li Shu stepped forward, took the luggage from Deng Lanlan, and asked Wen Ling, "Miss, are you going up to see Feng Die? It's almost lunchtime for her."

"...No."

Wen Ling's face was a little pale. She raised her hand, gesturing for Deng Lanlan to push her to the elevator. "Take me back to my room. I'm tired and need to rest for a while."

"......OK."

Li Shu didn't say anything more.

She had heard about what happened on the South Island.

Li Shu didn't know whether to say that Wen Ling had brought this upon herself or what, after all, Wen Ling was someone she had watched grow up since she was a child, and she couldn't help but side with what was right and not with her own family.

"Aunt Li, please make something to eat and bring it up later. Miss didn't eat much on the plane."

Just before getting on the elevator, Deng Lanlan gave Li Shu a few instructions.

"Okay, sure."

Li Shu nodded and watched Wen Ling and Deng Lanlan enter the elevator together.

The furnishings on the second floor remained unchanged; everything was still the same as before, except that there were fewer people here.

Looking at the clean, tidy, and orderly geometric style of the interior design, Wen Ling felt a chill for the first time.

What was she thinking back then? Why did she fall in love with this cold, lifeless structure?

They have absolutely no humanity!

"You should go downstairs and have dinner and rest for a while. I can manage the rest myself. Aunt Li can leave the food in the living room after she cooks it. Don't come in and bother me today."

Upon reaching the bedroom, Wen Ling, supporting herself on the bed, stood up somewhat unsteadily.

After several days of proper care, she is able to put weight on her feet, but she still walks a little unsteadily and can't put much weight on them.

Although Deng Lanlan was still worried, seeing Wen Ling's condition, she knew that no matter what she said, it would be useless.

She sighed. "Okay, but Miss, just call me if you need anything. I'm downstairs."

"Um."

Wen Ling nodded and watched Deng Lanlan leave the bedroom.

With the bedroom door closed, Wen Ling, who had been followed the whole way, finally enjoyed a moment of peace.

Everything was still the same familiar environment, but the person I knew best was gone.

Wen Ling's emotions, which she could no longer suppress, surged up instantly. She grabbed the table and moved with difficulty to the chair behind the desk.

The moment she sat down, all her feelings returned. This place held her most familiar things, and on the desk in front of her was her most familiar computer.

Wen Ling's eyes were red, and she turned on the computer somewhat awkwardly.

As the computer screen lit up, her hand involuntarily went to the mouse, and as the mouse pointer moved, as if by magic, she skillfully opened the monitoring software.

A dozen or so computer files appeared on the screen, all of which were footage recorded last year.

Wen Ling casually clicked on one, and Jiang Ran's image suddenly appeared on the computer screen. It showed him exercising in the living room downstairs on December 2nd.

His luggage was piled up messily in the corner of the living room. That silly boy even bought a yoga mat and jump rope for fitness.

Even though I live on the first floor, I still bought a noise-reducing mat.

On December 3rd, Jiang Ran continued to work out as usual. Unlike other men in the gym, Jiang Ran always wore clothes when he worked out, whether it was a white shirt or a white short-sleeved T-shirt. In short, he never exercised with his upper body bare.

On December 8th, she hired a fitness coach for Jiang Ran, and Jiang Ran moved from the living room to the storage room.

12月9号、12月10号、12月11号......

As she flipped through the pages, Wen Ling came across a photo of her and Jiang Ran drinking together on the sofa in the living room.

It was also their first time.

Wen Ling had watched this video countless times; it was still saved in her phone's private folder. They started by drinking, and then their drinking escalated...

Unlike before when her heart would race, she felt no excitement or anticipation as she looked at the overlapping images on the computer screen. Tears welled up in her eyes.

She suddenly lowered her eyes and burst into tears.

In the past, she still had hope. She always felt that after she gave birth, she could have a good talk with Jiang Ran. After all, that matter wasn't a big deal, and there was always a chance for things to turn around.

She never considered divorcing Jiang Ran.

Even though this time, she had clearly told herself that it was just a fake divorce, and that she wanted to have a proper start with Jiang Ran again.

But the cooling-off period for divorce was fake from the start!

How did it become real?

If she really agrees to divorce Jiang Ran this time, and Jiang Ran finds another woman, holds another woman's hand, and is with another woman on the sofa...

"Bang!"

The table made a dull thud as Wen Ling's fist slammed into it!

No!

She can't take it.

She was furious just to find out that Jiang Ran and Xia Yunxi had been in contact!

Xia Yunxi!

Xia Yunxi also once had an affair with Jiang Ran in this villa, in a place where she couldn't see him!

The tears stopped abruptly, then "burst forth—"

The sound of the computer screen falling to the floor echoed throughout the bedroom.

In the living room, Li Shu, who had just brought up the food and was still somewhat worried, was eavesdropping on Wen Ling's condition by the door when she was startled by the sound. Without thinking twice, Li Shu pushed open the bedroom door and saw Wen Ling with a furious expression, red eyes, and disheveled hair, looking like she was going crazy.

She swept everything off the desk and smashed it to pieces!

Li Shu looked at Wen Ling's slightly bruised hands with heartache, and was about to speak when she heard Wen Ling's voice filled with anger!

"Smash everything Xia Yunxi has touched or used!"