You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

This statement was made through the high-powered microphone on the podium.

The sound was amplified to every corner of the auditorium without reservation.

The echoes reverberated across the dome.

Song Xue'er, who was lying on the ground, froze into a comical ashen expression.

The pitiful and charming words she had prepared were all stuck in her throat.

She was so frustrated that her face turned pale and then bluish.

The entire audience of over 5,000 teachers and students was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

No one thought of it.

This is the head of Xingchen Venture Capital, who controls trillions of dollars and makes school principals bow and scrape.

He turned out to be a married representative of a "male virtue class" who wouldn't even let anyone touch the hem of his clothes.

In a dark corner at the back of the auditorium.

Shen Wanzhou huddled on the edge of the folding chair.

He was completely hidden under the large hood of his hooded sweatshirt.

A black medical mask covered most of her face.

Only her pair of shimmering, peach-blossom eyes were visible.

The slight claustrophobic feeling was originally caused by the gathering of thousands of people in the auditorium.

When I heard the word "wife" coming through the microphone.

Instantly, a surge of scalding warmth washed everything clean.

"Wife..."

She silently repeated those two words behind her mask.

Her lips were clenched tightly, but she couldn't suppress the wildly upturned corners of her mouth.

The temperature on my cheeks soared.

Even through the mask, I could feel the burning heat reaching my ears.

She tightly twisted her two fair hands into the pockets of her hoodie.

She dug her fingernails into her palms to keep herself from laughing out loud in the quiet auditorium.

The sweet jar in my heart called "vinegar jar".

Chen Yuan's words completely overwhelmed them.

A sticky, sweet sensation flowed through my blood and permeated my entire body.

So he knew she was jealous.

They were even willing to do it in front of the entire school's teachers and students, as well as city leaders.

In this almost domineering and unreasonable way, they created an absolutely safe haven for her.

on the rostrum.

The principal finally realized what was happening and hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He frantically winked at the security guard next to him.

Several security guards, like picking up a chick, forcibly dragged Song Xue'er, who was lying on the ground, away.

Song Xueer struggled all the way, her exquisite makeup smeared all over her face.

He looked like a clown who had failed to perform on stage.

He became the laughingstock of the entire school.

Chen Yuan didn't look in that direction again.

He straightened the cuffs of his suit.

He turned and walked down the red carpet steps of the podium.

"Chairman Chen! Chairman Chen, please wait!"

Upon seeing this, the principal and several vice-principals quickly jogged to catch up.

"Several city leaders have already booked private rooms at Jubinlou across the street."

"We would be honored if you could attend our lavish dinner tonight..."

The principal smiled obsequiously, his tone full of fawning and flattery.

Chen Yuan stopped in his tracks.

His deep black eyes swept over them indifferently.

"No need."

In short, it was concise and to the point.

It exudes an uncompromising coldness.

"My wife is still waiting for me backstage; I have to go home and cook dinner."

After saying that, Chen Yuan didn't linger for a moment.

He bypassed the group of leaders who were looking at each other blankly.

I strode forward along the wide aisle in the middle of the auditorium.

The eyes of thousands of students followed his back like spotlights.

Wherever he went, the students on both sides subconsciously shrank back.

They cleared a clear path for him.

Chen Yuan had one hand in his suit trouser pocket.

In his other hand he held the special black phone.

On the screen, a red dot representing Shen Wanzhou's phone location is flashing in the last row.

His gaze swept across the dense crowd.

It locked onto the white figure huddled in the shadows in the corner with perfect accuracy.

Shen Wanzhou saw Chen Yuan walking towards her.

My heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

He came over.

There were so many people around, thousands of eyes were staring at him.

Her social anxiety instincts made her want to shrink under the chair.

He gripped the hood of his sweatshirt tightly with both hands, trying to hide himself even more.

Chen Yuan walked very fast.

It only took a dozen seconds.

His tall and imposing figure had already stopped beside the aisle at the back of the auditorium.

It conveniently blocked a sliver of blinding sunlight coming from the corridor.

He enveloped Shen Wanzhou in his broad shadow.

The students around held their breath when they saw the big boss stop.

They didn't even dare to move their eyes.

Chen Yuan bent down slightly.

Not a single word wasted.

His large, well-defined hand reached directly over the back of the chair.

He precisely caught Shen Wanzhou's hand, which was tightly tucked into her hoodie pocket.

The warmth of her palm instantly dispelled the coldness from her fingertips.

"Let's go."

A deep voice sounded above her head.

With a comforting and indulgent tone that only she could understand.

Shen Wanzhou's shoulders trembled slightly.

She did not struggle.

Chen Yuan took her hand and pulled her up from the cramped seat.

Their fingers were intertwined.

The man's large, strong hands completely enveloped her delicate, white hand.

Perfectly fitted.

The thousands of people in the auditorium watched this incredible scene unfold.

Gasps of astonishment filled the air.

The big boss who was on stage just now, who couldn't even bear to look at the school beauty twice.

Now, he's acting like a completely different person, being so gentle in front of a girl dressed like a masked weirdo!

Shen Wanzhou was being stared at by thousands of eyes.

My legs felt weak, and I staggered a little.

Chen Yuan tightened his grip on her hand.

With a slight twist of his wrist, he pulled half of her body into his arms.

His tall frame blocked most of her view.

That familiar, cool soap scent is like an impenetrable bulletproof glass.

It kept all the panic and noise out of reach.

Under the astonished gaze of the entire school, Chen Yuan held that delicate, fair hand tightly, and chuckled softly, "Let's go home, I'll cook for you."