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

As evening fell, heavy snow fell from the sky.

My colleagues and I would go home together in twos and threes.

Stepping out of the elevator, Wen Li turned to Tian Miao beside her and asked, "Have you decided what to eat tonight?"

Tian Miao took Wen Li's arm: "Let's have hot pot."

Wen Li smiled and nodded: "Then let's go buy groceries first, and then go home to cook."

As soon as the two stepped out of the company building, a middle-aged woman suddenly darted out from the side at great speed.

"Snap"

Caught off guard, Wen Li was slapped hard across the face. Her vision went black for a moment, and she staggered.

Before Wen Li could react, Zheng Ying rushed up and frantically grabbed and pulled at her hair, yelling at her.

"Wen Li, after all these years, I've finally found you."

"You've really grown up. You caused such a huge mess back then, and you just walked away, leaving the three of us to bear the consequences."

"You not only caused your father's company to go bankrupt and be liquidated, forcing us to move to a dilapidated rental house in the suburbs of Beijing and live a life of poverty, but you also caused Yizhuo to lose the opportunity to attend a prestigious school. Now he cries at home every day."

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. You're a jinx, no wonder no one has wanted you since you were a child."

Tian Miao was startled by the sudden situation. After she came to her senses, she immediately rushed over and slapped Zheng Ying's hand, shouting, "Let go of Wen Li!"

The dizziness in Wen Li's eyes quickly subsided. She raised her foot and stomped heavily on Zheng Ying's instep with the heel of her high heel.

Zheng Ying winced in pain and subconsciously released Wen Li's hair, but she continued to hurl insults, even directed at Wen Li's mother.

"Like mother, like daughter. Your mother is a cold-blooded and heartless woman, which is why she gave birth to a treacherous daughter like you."

Wen Li pulled Tian Miao away, strode forward, first slapped Zheng Ying back, then slapped her twice more.

One palm for my mother, one palm for myself.

"Zheng Ying, watch your mouth. Otherwise, I have plenty of strength to slap you. Don't forget the lesson I taught you five years ago."

Zheng Ying covered her face, somewhat dazed, and took a few steps back. Suddenly, she shouted, "Everyone come and see! This woman stole money from my family five years ago, and now she's even hitting people!"

Zheng Ying's shout drew everyone's attention. People stopped and stared at the two with curiosity, occasionally whispering amongst themselves.

Seeing that people were gathering around, Zheng Ying simply sat down on the ground and started wailing.

"Everyone, please be the judge."

"Her father and I raised her with great difficulty for eighteen years, and not only does she not know how to be grateful, she also threatens and intimidates me. She has no conscience, she's not human!"

Wen Li's eyes turned cold, and her voice was menacing: "You two conspired to use me to exchange for wealth and status back then, and now you're turning around and accusing me of being inhuman?"

"Should I broadcast all the dirty deeds you and Wen Chenghua did in the streets again, so everyone can see what this 'eighteen-year-old' thing you're talking about really means!"

Zheng Ying's crying stopped abruptly. As she stood up, she spoke as she approached Wen Li.

"What kind of good person are you, a woman who ran off with a strange man at eighteen? Who do you think would believe what you're saying?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Li's colleagues all looked at her with disdain. They never expected her to be someone who appeared glamorous on the surface but was actually morally corrupt.

Wen Li scoffed softly, looking down at Zheng Ying: "Isn't that contradicting yourself?"

Zheng Ying was visibly taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Wen Li turned to her colleagues and raised her voice to answer Zheng Ying, "If you and Wen Chenghua are really good to me, why would I run away with a stranger?"

The onlookers immediately realized what was happening, nodding one after another and muttering, "Yeah, that's right."

After finishing speaking, Wen Li didn't want to get entangled with Zheng Ying any further, so she took out her phone to call the police.

"You bastard!" Zheng Ying was furious and seized the opportunity to raise her hand to hit Wen Li again.

"Wen Li!" Tian Miao exclaimed in surprise.

Before Wen Li could turn around, a tall figure rushed over.

Song Yu held Zheng Ying's wrist firmly, his face dark: "Aunt Zheng, don't go too far."

Wen Li glanced coldly at Song Yu, took two steps back, and continued dialing the police: "Someone here is deliberately insulting others and even assaulting people in the street."

Seeing this, Zheng Ying easily broke free from Song Yu's grasp and turned to run away.

"Stop!" Just as Tian Miao was about to give chase, the company's security guards had already taken the lead and pinned Zheng Ying to the ground.

Song Yu turned to look at Wen Li, quickly reaching out to cup her face in his hands with concern: "Wen Youyou, are you alright?"

Wen Li hung up the phone and tried to push him, but failed.

She frowned: "Let go."

Song Yu ignored Wen Li's words and tried to pull her away, saying, "I'll take you to the hospital. It's okay, don't be afraid."

"She told you to let go, are you deaf?"

Jiang You walked to Song Yu's side, grabbed his wrist tightly, and forced him to release Wen Li.

Despite his contorted pain, Song Yu still managed to ask, "Who are you? I'm taking my fiancée to the hospital, what's it to you!"

Jiang You's expression froze slightly as he turned to Wen Li: "Is he your fiancé? You haven't registered your marriage yet?"

Wen Li rubbed her aching wrist and said coldly, "I have nothing to do with him."

Jiang You's eyes lit up instantly.

Zheng Ying, lying on the ground, looked at Wen Li and Jiang You and suddenly burst into laughter: "Wen Li, now you have both your garden flowers and wildflowers all together."

"This is enough to prove that you are a person with an immoral lifestyle. I want to see how long your company can tolerate you."

"Zheng Ying, are you addicted to spreading rumors?" Wen Li wanted to step forward and teach Zheng Ying another lesson, but Tian Miao grabbed her arm.

"Wait, the police are here."

"Which of you is the person involved?" Two police officers walked over from the crowd and asked the group with serious expressions.

"Me and her." Wen Li pointed to Zheng Ying on the ground.

"Get in the car, we're going back to the police station to make a statement." The policeman raised his hand.

Wen Li then pointed to the surveillance camera overhead: "Officer, there is surveillance video evidence here."

After exchanging a glance, one of the policemen walked straight into the Shengjiang Group building.

While the police were collecting evidence, Wen Li said to Tian Miao, "Miao Miao, you go home first, I'll cook for you another day."

Tian Miao shook her head, looking worried: "I'll go to the police station with you. I'm a witness."

Wen Li's heart softened instantly: "Okay, thank you."

Song Yu walked over and reached out to take Wen Li's hand: "Wen Youyou, I'll go with you too."

"No need." Wen Li dodged away, not giving Song Yu even a glance.

Jiang You gave Song Yu a meaningful look, his lips twitched slightly, and a smile flickered in his eyes.

"Wen Li, don't worry about going to the police station. I'll take care of things at the company for you."

Seeing this, Tian Miao couldn't help but let her gaze wander back and forth between the three of them several times.

From the day they met, Tian Miao had never heard of Wen Li having a fiancé. So what's going on between her and Vice President Jiang?

Wen Li and Tian Miao got into the police car together, while Jiang You walked to his own car, started it, and drove off to the police station.