Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Fang Youxi's smile was starting to falter.

She didn't understand either; did the atmosphere have to be made like this?

Wouldn't it be better to part ways amicably?

"Mu Wangbei, we agreed before that everything would be left to fate. If we like each other, we'll be together. No one should put pressure on the other. You should have some sense of contractual obligation."

"Fang Youxi, who's the one who lacks a sense of contract? Last time you said you couldn't bear to part with me, and even accused me of seducing you with my looks. You've already gotten tired of my face so quickly?"

Mu Wangbei was trying his best to restrain himself and maintain his composure at this moment, but every word Fang Youxi said felt like it was tearing his heart out. Her attitude, her expression, and her tone all told him that she had never truly cared about this relationship.

He would tease her if he liked her, but if he didn't, encountered obstacles, or found it troublesome, he just wanted to turn around and leave. He was too confident. He thought she had at least some sincerity towards him, but he was so wrong. This woman had no heart at all.

Fang Youxi doesn't like arguing. These kinds of things are consensual, and arguing won't solve anything.

She conceded: "It's my fault. If you don't want to see me again, I'll try to avoid you."

"Even if we don't get married, can't we just stay together like this?" Mu Wangbei asked himself, having already put aside his pride. They were truly together because of mutual consent in the beginning, but now he still couldn't bear to let go. "I'll fight for myself one more time, Tangtang. Don't I deserve this risk?"

Fang Youxi remained silent, leaving the Lover's Bridge Four Seasons Twilight series watch, which originally symbolized "May we all share every moment," on the coffee table.

The moment the door closed, Fang Youxi heard a crisp sound; the watch had been smashed by Mu Wangbei.

She didn't take anything from here except the black bracelet.

When Mu Wangbei took it off, there were marks on his wrist from wearing it. When he handed it to her, his eyes reddened, and he said to her, "Fang Youxi, if you want to play around with people, you shouldn't have messed with me. You're being really irresponsible."

As Fang Youxi went downstairs, she felt as if a stone was lodged in her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

It's Chinese New Year, and this is so damn annoying.

When she returned to Beicheng, what was wrong with her? She wanted to seduce a man for fun, but she almost got burned playing with fire.

Jiang Chengyun stayed in Shenyang for four days and returned to Beicheng on the last day of the holiday.

Tan Jia linked arms with him as they exited the airport.

The driver arrived at the airport to pick her up. Tan Jia blinked and said, "Brother Chengyun, how about we go to your place? I don't even know what your house is like!"

"The house is a mess. Next time, I'll tidy it up so you won't be scared."

Tan Jiachao winked at him: "Brother Chengyun, you don't have anyone hiding in your family, do you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Even if I had the desire, I wouldn't have the guts." Jiang Chengyun patted her hand: "Listen to me, you have to go to work tomorrow, I'll take you home first."

The key to this marriage being possible was that Tan Jia had taken a liking to Jiang Chengyun.

Because of Chi Mo, they had actually met before. Jiang Chengyun might not have paid much attention, but Tan Jia did.

Before the Lunar New Year, she graduated from university and was assigned to work in Beijing. Her parents were concerned about her marriage, so she subtly mentioned the Jiang family, which was exactly what Old Master Jiang wanted, leading to their engagement.

Tan Zifeng only has one daughter, so naturally he lets her do everything.

During his recent visit to Shenyang, Tan Zifeng made his intentions very clear when he met with the younger generation of the Jiang family again.

He couldn't control what happened before, but now that he was engaged to Tan Jia, he had to settle down and stop having affairs. He wanted to make him realize that Jiang Chengyun had betrayed Tan Jia and break his legs.

As soon as Tan Zifeng said this, Mrs. Tan slapped her husband: "What nonsense are you talking about? Chengyun is not a person without sense of propriety."

Tan Jia glared at her father: "Chengyun isn't that kind of person."

Jiang Chengyun knew in his heart that Tan Zifeng had most likely asked someone about his past. Mu Wangbei was right to remind him that the Tan family was not easy to deal with. Since Yun Qiao left, he had been holding back from contacting her, but these past few days, he felt empty inside.

His four-year relationship suddenly ended, and he felt a little bad.

Especially when he returned to the north of the city, he felt empty inside.

He didn't want to go back to that home at all.

After sending Tan Jia back, Jiang Chengyun called Mu Wangbei.

Because he went to Shencheng, and Mu Wangbei was also busy, they had originally planned to get together for the Spring Festival, but they couldn't get everyone together. Chi Mo came back, but he was too ashamed to see him, and he couldn't talk about Yun Qiao in front of him, so he could only go to Mu Wangbei.

The phone rang for a long time before I answered it.

Jiang Chengyun's voice was full of exhaustion: "Beizi, want to come out for a couple of drinks?"

After a long pause, they finally replied: "Send me your address, I'll come over."

"Did I disturb you and Fang Youxi?"

Mu Wangbei hung up the phone.

Jiang Chengyun thought to himself, "Bei Zi is a true friend. He was just being inconsiderate. They probably haven't seen each other all Spring Festival, and they're probably all lovey-dovey right now. It took him so long to answer the phone."

His tone wasn't very pleasant to hear; I wondered if he had ruined something good for me.

The sky had already darkened. Fang Youxi had only been there for less than forty minutes, but he had sat motionless on the sofa for two hours.

It wasn't until Jiang Chengyun called that Mu Wangbei realized it was already completely dark.

He smashed the watch. Mu Wangbei got up and picked it up. The watch face was cracked, and the diamonds were nowhere to be found. This gift, which he had put a lot of thought into preparing, ended up as a joke.

He casually tossed it into the trash can and rubbed his temples.

Mu Wangbei was trying his best to calm himself down. He had now fully accepted the fact that he had been dumped so abruptly.

It's all his fault for being too serious. Even when he humbled himself and begged her in the end, Fang Youxi didn't even glance at him.

She said he was her power bank, but these days fast chargers are everywhere, so what is he anyway?

Fortunately, while dating can be physically and emotionally damaging for adults, it shouldn't lead to suicide.

Before leaving the house, Mu Wangbei picked up his phone and immediately blocked "Tangtang" from the top of his chat list.

Fang Youxi, you'd better never show your face in front of me again in this lifetime.