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Liang Yu hung the file folder on his wrist, handed it to Shi Yue, and said in a steady voice:

"Here are the documents you requested."

Shi Yue stopped talking to the person next to her and looked at Liang Yu.

As if seeing Liang Yu for the first time, he sized him up for a long time, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Who are you? What document is this?"

Upon hearing Shi Yue's words, the people around him all turned their gazes toward Liang Yu, their eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

Faced with the stares of many strangers around him, Liang Yu felt flustered.

I suddenly felt the same discomfort I had yesterday morning in the office, being stared at like a monkey by my colleagues.

Liang Yu took a slow, deep breath, trying hard to control her hands so they wouldn't tremble excessively at this moment. She whispered:

"Li Li asked me to deliver this. You don't need this document, right?"

Liang Yu planned to take the documents and leave as soon as he heard Shi Yue say no.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yue suddenly reached out her hand to take the file bag.

Just as Shi Yue gripped the file bag, she suddenly slipped and crashed headlong into Liang Yu.

Shi Yue exclaimed "Ah!" and the wine glass she was holding instantly tipped over.

The dark red wine spilled out, most of it splashing onto Liang Yu's clothes, leaving a glaring stain.

Liang Yu stumbled after being bumped by Shi Yue, taking two steps back before regaining his balance. Looking at the messy stains on his clothes, Liang Yu was stunned.

Shi Yue, standing firmly on the other side, immediately put on an expression of uncontrollable rage, pointing at Liang Yu and scolding him for his preemptive accusation:

"What's wrong with you? Can't you even see where you're going when you hand over documents?"

"Do you know how expensive this dress is? Now you've ruined it, you have to apologize and wipe the wine stains clean for me!"

The surrounding guests were drawn to the commotion and began to discuss it, noticing Liang Yu's incongruous attire.

"Who is this woman? How could she be so careless?"

"Miss Shi's dress looks very expensive; this is troublesome."

"Judging from her outfit, she's definitely here to crash the party, right?"

Hearing the surrounding chatter, Liang Yu became increasingly flustered. His index finger involuntarily began to pinch his thumb, and his hands trembled slightly.

Liang Yu knew that Shi Yue had done it on purpose; what happened just now was not an accident at all.

But she didn't want to confront Shi Yue right now; she just wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

Liang Yu hurriedly replied, "I didn't," and turned to leave.

Shi Yue, however, began to loudly reprimand from behind:

"You bumped into me and dirtied my dress, and you didn't even apologize, and you think you can just run away?"

Shi Yue immediately issued orders to those around her:

"The waiter stopped her, preventing her from escaping."

Liang Yu was quickly stopped by two waiters.

Shi Yue walked up to Liang Yu, grabbed his sleeve, and angrily questioned him:

"Are you jealous of me? Jealous that I accompanied Fang Ze to the banquet, so you deliberately came to cause trouble and dirtied my dress?"

Liang Yu instinctively raised his arm forcefully, breaking free from Shi Yue, and retorted:

"What do you have that I'm jealous of?"

Liang Yu raised his arm, and Shi Yue leaned back, falling right into a pair of strong arms.

Shi Yue looked behind her, as if she was about to cry, and asked Fang Ze, who was holding her, with a pitiful expression:

"Brother Fang Ze, what brings you here?"

Fang Ze was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, and his posture was upright.

He gently helped Shi Yue, who was in his arms, to her feet and asked with concern:

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Shi Yue looked at Fang Ze with a hesitant expression, as if she had suffered a great injustice and grievance.

Fang Ze raised his eyelashes to look at Liang Yu, his cold eyes filled with disappointment and reproach.

He was discussing a share issuance with the executive chairman of Haicheng Private Equity when he heard the argument and came over.

Unexpectedly, upon arriving, they saw Liang Yu push Shi Yue to the ground.

He had explained to Liang Yu many times that he only treated Shi Yue as a younger sister, so why couldn't Liang Yu tolerate Shi Yue?

Why would someone specifically come to a place like this to cause trouble?

As soon as he learned yesterday that Liang Yu had been wronged in the office, he immediately asked Dong Xiao to give Manager Wu a talking-to.

He knew Liang Yu was upset, but he shouldn't have come here to cause trouble for Shi Yue.

Thinking of this, Fang Ze questioned Liang Yu sternly:

"Why did you push Shi Yue? And what are you doing here? Who sent you?"

Before Liang Yu could speak, Shi Yue said pitifully in a low voice:

"Brother Fang Ze, Sister Liang Yu came to deliver information about the new project. She probably misunderstood that you didn't bring her to the banquet, so she's angry."

"Sister Liang Yu didn't push me on purpose, Brother Fang Ze, please don't be angry with Sister Liang Yu."

"Brother Fang Ze, I twisted my ankle while walking and accidentally spilled the red wine in my hand, which got all over our clothes."

Then, pointing to a small water stain on her dress that had been splashed with red wine, she said with a wronged expression:

"But I rented this dress with a month's salary, Fang Ze, what are we going to do now?"

Shi Yue's dress was red, and since only a small part of the dress was soaked with red wine, the stain was not very noticeable.

On the contrary, Liang Yu was soaked with red wine, the red stains were very conspicuous.

But Fang Ze's heart was clearly biased towards Shi Yue.

He not only believed Shi Yue's words, but also seemed to have discerned another layer of meaning.

Fang Ze frowned, looked at Liang Yu, and began to criticize:

"Liang Yu, you usually avoid crowded places, why did you come to deliver documents today?"

"Do you know that your unreasonable behavior, regardless of the situation, will cause me a lot of trouble? Quickly apologize to Shi Yue."

Liang Yu looked expressionlessly at the two united figures before him and calmly replied:

"I didn't push Shi Yue at all, why should I apologize?"

"Mr. Fang, I can't apologize, and I really shouldn't have come here. Can I leave now?"

Upon hearing Liang Yu's words, Fang Ze's face darkened, and his tone became even more stern:

"I clearly saw you push Shi Yue with my own eyes, and you actually lied to my face, Liang Yu, what happened to you?"

"Apologize to Shi Yue right now, and I won't pursue this matter any further. You're several years older than Shi Yue; you should be more sensible."

Liang Yu couldn't help but clench his fingers, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Shi Yue deliberately splashed red wine all over her, and Fang Ze not only didn't make Shi Yue apologize to her, but also blamed her and made her apologize to Shi Yue.

Fang Ze knew that she usually avoided crowded places, but why didn't she think one step further and consider how she could possibly cause trouble and push Shi Yue in such a situation?

Just think how she could possibly stand all those scrutinizing strangers around her?

This man, her nominal husband of six years, not only failed to defend her when she was inexplicably harassed by Shi Yue, but also forced her to apologize to Shi Yue.

Liang Yu was momentarily confused. Was Fang Ze's protectiveness and favoritism towards Shi Yue simply because Shi Yue was Shi Ya's younger sister?

Or is there really that kind of relationship between Fang Ze and Shi Yue?

Liang Yu felt as if his chest cavity was filled with wet cotton, making it difficult to breathe and almost suffocating.

Her hands trembled more and more violently, almost to the point that her arms were shaking uncontrollably.

She knew that if this continued, her trembling arms would soon attract more attention.

Liang Yu didn't want to continue confronting the two of them here, so he instinctively moved his feet slowly, preparing to turn around and escape.

Seeing this, Shi Yue immediately suggested to Fang Ze:

"Brother Fang Ze, don't scare Sister Liang Yu. Let's just let this go. I won't pursue it anymore, and let's not mention it again."

"But I need to wipe my dress clean, and I can't reach it here. Brother Fang Ze, could I ask Sister Liang Yu to help me clean it?"

Fang Ze glanced at the stain on Shi Yue's dress, then looked at Liang Yu, and said in a cold tone:

"Liang Yu, did you hear that? Shi Yue said she wouldn't pursue this matter anymore, but you won't even apologize."

"You should at least be a little more sensible and hurry up and go to the restroom with Shi Yue to help her wipe her dress."

Looking at Fang Ze's undisguised favoritism and protection of Shi Yue, and then at the smugness that Shi Yue couldn't hide on her face, Liang Yu felt a chill in his heart.

She met Fang Ze's reproachful gaze with a firm refusal:

"I didn't push Shi Yue at all, so it's impossible for me to apologize to her, let alone help her wipe her dress."

"If the dress gets dirty, we can send it to the dry cleaners or offer direct compensation. It's not like Mr. Fang can't afford to buy this dress. But I will absolutely not apologize and beg for forgiveness for something I didn't do."

Fang Ze felt a surge of anger as he looked at Liang Yu's stubbornness and insolence.

He blurted out his accusation:

"Liang Yu, you're becoming more and more insensible."

"Since you think you're always right, I don't need to say anything more to you. Just leave and stop making a scene."

Liang Yu took a slow, deep breath and tried to relax her hands. She didn't continue to argue for herself and turned to leave.

A gentle male voice came from behind:

"Miss, please wait a moment."

Liang Yu was startled and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

A career elite in his early thirties, dressed in a bespoke suit that accentuated his tall and slender figure, walked steadily toward Liang Yu with a smile on his face.

Liang Yu didn't recognize the man and wasn't sure if he was the one the man was calling for, so she didn't respond.

The man walked up to Liang Yu and then asked Fang Ze:

"Mr. Fang, who is this lady?"

Fang Ze's gaze swept lightly over Liang Yu, a formulaic smile playing on his lips, his tone flat and emotionless:

"Mr. Wang, this lady is an employee of my company. She's just here to deliver project materials."

Wang Ming paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Company employees? Mr. Fang's HR department really knows how to recruit; the employees they hired are so elegant and refined."

Liang Yu has striking yet refined features, a classic beauty bone structure.

She is stunningly beautiful, even without makeup, her features are flawless.

Bathed in the light of the crystal chandelier, her fair face seemed to be coated with a soft glow.

Hearing Liang Yu being praised so openly by Wang Ming, Fang Ze felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

However, since Wang Ming was the executive chairman of Haicheng Private Equity, and Fang Ze had been discussing share issuance with him recently, he could only reprimand Liang Yu:

"Hurry up and leave! Are you going to embarrass the company here?"

Wang Ming immediately reached out to stop him, saying:

"Mr. Fang, the person who should apologize and leave is Miss Shi, who is with you. Miss Shi is not welcome at this banquet. Please ask Miss Shi to leave first."