Mr. Liang, you mustn't covet other people's fiancées!

Qixi Festival, an auspicious day.

Platinum Hyatt Beijing, penthouse suite.

Inside the door, the two were passionately entwined, their breaths ragged.

Outside the door, Wen Li gripped the doorknob tightly, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Before formally catching them in the act, she turned to Liang Chaoxu beside her and asked, "Uncle, if Song Yu's scandal is exposed, will it affect your company?"

Liang Chaoxu's face was somber, and his tone was icy: "No, he's just an intern at the company."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Wen Li immediately pushed open the door and entered.

With a "snap," all the lights in the house were turned on, illuminating the entire room.

The two naked people on the sofa were so frightened that they hugged each other. Song Yu cursed, "Who is it? Are you sick?"

Despite having mentally prepared herself before entering, Wen Li was still worried about getting a sty when she suddenly saw this scene, so she quickly turned her head away.

"Song Yu, we were supposed to get our marriage certificate today, but you're sleeping with someone else here."

"He wouldn't answer the phone or reply to messages. I waited at the Civil Affairs Bureau all day like an idiot, holding the flowers."

Upon seeing who it was, Song Yu shoved Han Mingzhu aside, picked up the shirt from the ground, tied it around his waist, and stumbled towards Wen Li, supporting her shoulder.

"Wen Li, let me explain. It's not what you think..."

Wen Li raised her hand and slapped him: "Don't touch me, I find you dirty."

Wen Li used all her strength in that slap.

Song Yu staggered and fell to the ground after being hit, his head hitting the corner of the wardrobe by the door with a "thud," causing him to hiss and gasp in pain.

"Wen Li, are you crazy?" Han Mingzhu walked over wearing Song Yu's coat and raised her hand to help Song Yu hit back.

Using her height advantage, Wen Li grabbed her hand and slapped her across the face.

"Han Mingzhu, you've really lost all shame. You've committed adultery with someone you're engaged to, and now you want to hit me, the victim?"

Han Mingzhu covered her burning face, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Wen Li, how dare you hit me?"

As she spoke, she swung her arms wildly and rushed forward, trying to pull Wen Li's hair.

Wen Li seized the opportunity and, with a clever push, shoved Han Mingzhu into the recess of the wardrobe. Before she could react, Wen Li quickly tied a tight knot in the sleeve of the coat she was wearing, completely binding her.

"You two are truly a match made in heaven, a perfect pair. The word 'shameless' is absolutely fitting to describe you two."

As Wen Li spoke, she took off her engagement ring and slammed it hard into Song Yu's face: "Song Yu, you disgust me."

"Wen Li, no." Song Yu struggled to sit up, reaching out to hug her. "You have to believe me, I love you... I love you..."

Liang Chaoxu, who had been standing silently outside the door, saw that Wen Li couldn't avoid or push Song Yu away, so he quickly walked in, grabbed Song Yu's hair, and shoved him to the ground.

"Uncle, what brings you here?" Song Yu's eyes were filled with terror when he saw Liang Chaoxu, and he no longer cared about the pain.

"If I hadn't come, were you planning to take this woman back to see your great-aunt?" Liang Chaoxu looked down at him, his gaze icy.

Song Yu knew better than anyone that his parents were just ordinary workers, with neither money nor power.

But the Liang family is different; they are one of the most powerful and influential families in Jingzhou City.

Now is precisely the time when he needs the Liang family's power and influence to pave the way for him, and he absolutely cannot let his great-aunt down.

After thinking it over, Song Yu hurriedly moved over, grabbing the hem of Liang Chaoxu's coat, tears streaming down his face.

"I know I was wrong, Uncle. Could you please not tell my great-aunt? I swear it will never happen again."

Looking at the uncle and nephew in front of her, Wen Li suddenly realized that it was somewhat absurd and ridiculous of her to bring Song Yu's uncle to catch them in adultery.

After all, what people are best at is siding with their own kind regardless of right or wrong.

Wen Li felt that there was no need for him to continue watching the uncle and nephew's back-and-forth.

She took out her phone, found Song Yu's mother's number, and dialed it.

"Auntie, do you and Uncle have some free time? I'd like to talk to you about annulling the engagement."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Li looked at the two disheveled people on the ground and said, "Get dressed, your aunt and uncle will be here soon."

After speaking, Wen Li walked past Liang Chaoxu and went into the corridor to wait silently.

"Uncle, please help me..." Song Yu was still crying and pleading.

Liang Chaoxu turned to look at Wen Li in the corridor, then pried open Song Yu's fingers one by one, his tone indifferent: "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

After finishing speaking, Liang Chaoxu turned and left the room, walked to Wen Li's side and stood there, glancing sideways to observe her emotions.

Wen Li stared straight at the carpet beneath her feet, her long eyelashes motionless, clearly lost in thought.

Liang Chaoxu called her softly, "Wen Li?"

"Huh?" Wen Li snapped out of her daze and turned to look at him.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and Liang Chaoxu immediately noticed her reddened eyes and nose.

In a daze, the woman in front of him overlapped with the girl who desperately escaped the Wen family five years ago, clearly heartbroken but stubbornly refusing to shed a tear.

Liang Chaoxu felt a tightness in his throat, his lips moving slightly: "Later, Song Yu's parents..."

"If you're trying to persuade me to forgive Song Yu, you don't need to say anything." Wen Li was certain that Liang Chaoxu wanted to reconcile them.

"No, that's not it." Liang Chaoxu said slowly and deliberately, "You're all alone and outnumbered. I'll go with you to talk to Song Yu's parents."

Wen Li froze, staring at him in disbelief.

Liang Chaoxu lowered his eyes, no longer looking at her. His gaze inadvertently swept over her neck, then suddenly stopped.

Two or three red marks stretched from the side of her neck to the edge of her collar, standing out starkly against her fair skin and making one's heart sink.

Liang Chaoxu turned to look at the closed door, his eyes gradually turning cold and somber.