The entire room fell silent.

Lin Yuan's cold voice fell, each word resounding and carrying an undeniable force.

Chen Hao stared intently at the two embracing, his chest heaving violently, the burning pain on his cheeks palpable, but it paled in comparison to the humiliation and jealousy in his heart.

He was trembling with rage, his eyes surging with murderous intent, but he forced it down.

He knew perfectly well what was going on.

He was the one who publicly stole someone else's wife today, so he was in the wrong from the start.

If things escalate to the point of calling the police, reaching company executives, or becoming public knowledge, he will only be the one who loses face in the end.

His carefully maintained image of a respectable person and reputation as an outstanding young man will be completely destroyed.

The pomp and circumstance created by the 500,000 yuan luxury car now seems incredibly ironic.

As the crowd grew larger, countless eyes, filled with amusement, mockery, and amusement, fell upon him, making him feel as if he were being pricked by thorns.

After weighing the pros and cons, Chen Hao completely abandoned the idea of ​​confronting the enemy head-on.

Continuing to argue will only lead to a worse defeat.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a sinister resentment, and glared fiercely at Lin Yuan.

That look seemed to want to etch Lin Yuan's image into his heart forever.

"Let's go!"

Chen Hao let out a cold shout, his voice hoarse and disheveled.

He had no face to linger any longer, so he turned around and, with his group of cronies, squeezed out of the crowd, looking disheveled, and quickly left.

The group of people who had been so arrogant and disruptive just moments before had now quieted down and dared not utter another word. They followed Chen Hao and fled in panic.

The bustling square finally fell completely silent.

Only a group of passersby and company colleagues remained standing there, their eyes all fixed on the couple embracing.

Feeling the warm, soft body in his arms, the coldness in Lin Yuan's eyes slowly faded.

He slowly released his arm from Lin Wanrou's waist, his movements gentle, without a trace of the sharp and domineering aura he had shown just moments before.

Lin Wanrou immediately took a half step back, her pretty face flushed, her ears burning, and her heart pounding wildly.

Being forcefully embraced by her husband in public to assert his ownership was an experience she had never had before.

Shyness, panic, and a vague, inexplicable flutter filled her heart.

Lin Yuan ignored her flushed cheeks and instead looked directly at the young woman next to him who was holding roses and looking dazed.

He stepped forward and reached out to scoop it up.

They snatched the beautifully packaged, expensive bouquet of red roses directly from the bouquet.

The movements were fluid and crisp.

The girl stood there, frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.

Lin Yuan turned around, holding a bright red rose, and handed it to Lin Wanrou.

The coldness faded from his face, replaced by a faint smile, his tone natural and indulgent.

"Honey, these flowers are for you."

Lin Wanrou looked up at him, feeling both amused and exasperated.

The initial feeling of being moved was instantly diluted.

This wasn't a gift from him.

It's clearly a case of using someone else's flowers to express their feelings, taking the flowers Chen Hao used to confess his love and then giving them to themselves.

This person is really good at saving trouble.

She rolled her eyes at Lin Yuan helplessly, but neither refused nor pushed him away.

The surrounding onlookers watched this scene with increasingly interesting expressions.

A complete reversal, an extreme reversal from start to finish.

One second they were having a spectacular scene of a luxury car worth 500,000 yuan and a high-profile declaration of love.

The rich second-generation heir made a sorry exit the next second, while the spineless husband fiercely protected his wife and even managed to get a bouquet of roses for her for free.

The sense of disappointment is overwhelming.

Lin Yuan paid no attention to the gazes of those around him, put away his smile, turned to look at Lin Wanrou, and spoke in a calm and gentle tone.

"Let's go home."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards an ordinary electric vehicle parked on the side of the road.

It was worlds apart from Chen Hao's Wenjie M9, which was worth 500,000 yuan.

He skillfully straddled her, turned his head to look at Lin Wanrou who was still standing there, and tilted his head slightly.

"Come up."

Looking at the man before her, at his tall and composed figure, Lin Wanrou felt her inner turmoil completely subside.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward and gently sat on the back of the electric scooter.

She subconsciously tugged at the hem of Lin Yuan's clothes behind her.

hum!

The electric vehicle started gently and drove smoothly out of the crowd.

Only when the two figures gradually disappeared into the distance did the crowd erupt in a frenzy, with a cacophony of discussions rising and falling.

"My God! I really didn't expect this plot!"

"They offered a car worth 500,000 yuan, but nobody wanted it. In the end, the couple rode home on an electric scooter?"

"That was so satisfying! Chen Hao's arrogant, money-grubbing attitude was disgusting!"

"Who says all girls are materialistic? Lin Wanrou would rather ride in her husband's electric scooter than in a luxury car worth 500,000 yuan!"

A young girl, her face full of emotion, couldn't help but sigh aloud.

"See that? They'd rather ride an electric scooter than a luxury car! At this moment, I believe in love again!"

These words immediately drew nods of agreement from countless people around.

"Seriously! Money doesn't guarantee happiness; a man who truly protects his wife is the most reliable!"

"People used to say Lin Yuan was a good-for-nothing, a lazy bum, but after seeing him today, he's not so bad after all!"

"They don't covet wealth and status, they only stay true to themselves—this couple is truly enviable!"

As the electric scooter drove away, the crowd began to murmur amongst themselves.

No one mocked Lin Yuan's downfall anymore, and no one lamented that Lin Wanrou had chosen the wrong person.

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