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

It was 10 p.m., and the night was deep and cold.

The police officer solemnly announced:

"The banquet hall's surveillance video shows that Ms. Gong committed intentional acts of harm. Banned drug ingredients were also detected in the orange juice submitted for testing."

"We will take detention measures against Ms. Gong in accordance with the law and collect further evidence. You have the right to participate in subsequent legal proceedings."

Police officer Wen Lichong nodded: "Thank you."

When Liang Chaoxu saw Wen Li come out, he immediately ended his call with Yan Jin and walked towards her: "It's about to rain, let's go back to the hotel first."

"Okay." Wen Li was exhausted and nodded somewhat blankly.

Just as they stepped out of the police station, a black minivan slowly pulled up in front of them.

The car door opened, and Jiang You, with bandages wrapped around his head and his right arm in a sling, got out of the car.

Wen Li strode forward, her gaze landing on his arm: "How did you get so badly injured?"

"It's just a minor injury, it'll be fine in a few days."

As Jiang You spoke, he took a bunch of fiery red legendary roses from his seat and handed them to Wen Li: "I just saw them when I passed by, and I thought they were pretty, so I bought them."

Wen Li suddenly froze, forgetting to answer.

Liang Chaoxu walked over and looked down at the bouquet of flowers.

Under the warm yellow streetlights, the petals of the flowers are bright and dazzlingly red, making people feel inexplicably dizzy.

"Take it quickly." Seeing that Wen Li was hesitant to take it, Jiang You simply stuffed it into her arms, smiling broadly. "The bright red color is perfect for warding off bad luck."

"Thank you." Wen Li glanced down at him, and Chong Jiangyou smiled politely.

Jiang You's smile widened: "Are you hungry? Shall we go eat?"

At this moment, Meng Shu walked around from the other side of the car and stood next to Liang Chaoxu, a faint smile on her lips.

"Vice President Jiang was already thinking about buying food for Team Leader Wen while he was at the hospital. After I persuaded him to stop, he ordered flowers early on."

Upon hearing this, Liang Chaoxu snapped out of his daze and looked up at Wen Li.

She hugged the flowers and smiled at Jiang You, her eyes crinkling. It was exactly the same as when he picked her up from school after she finished her college entrance exams that year.

Wen Li shook her head at Jiang You: "I'm not hungry, let's go straight back to the hotel. There's a project launch ceremony tomorrow."

Liang Chaoxu withdrew his gaze and gestured towards the car door: "Then get in."

Wen Li and Jiang You got into the car first and sat in the back seat.

After Liang Chaoxu and Meng Shu got on the bus, they sat on the left and right sides of the middle row.

As the car started, Wen Li placed the flowers she was holding between Jiang You and herself, freeing her hands.

"Thank you so much, senior." Wen Li said sincerely.

Jiang You leaned back in his chair, turning his head to look at Wen Li. In the alternating light and shadow, his eyes sparkled: "Don't be shy. I'm tough and can withstand any bumps and falls."

Wen Li looked at him, her lips pressed tightly together, and said nothing.

Listening to their conversation, Liang Chaoxu in the front seat turned to look at the street scene outside the window, his gaze deep.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Wen Li noticed the dark red color of the gauze on Jiang You's forehead as soon as she got out of the car.

Her heart skipped a beat: "Senior, your forehead..."

Jiang You quickly explained, not wanting Wen Li to worry: "I accidentally stepped on it, don't worry."

"Let's go to the hospital for another checkup," Wen Li said, still worried.

Jiang You laughed: "It's really nothing, let's go."

Wen Li stopped insisting and smiled at Jiang You, saying, "When we get back to Jingzhou, I'll cook you a big meal to replenish your qi and blood."

"Can you make two meals?" Jiang You asked with a bright smile.

Liang Chaoxu, who was walking ahead, turned his head to look at Jiang You's forehead, then turned back to Meng Shu beside him and asked, "What did the doctor say when you were in the hospital?"

Meng Shu lowered her voice: "As soon as Vice President Jiang and I arrived at the hospital, he was taken away by special personnel. I've been waiting for him downstairs, so I don't know the specifics."

After listening, Liang Chaoxu frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Okay." After Wen Li finished speaking, she turned to look ahead. Liang Chaoxu and Meng Shu were walking side by side, their backs reflecting each other, making for a particularly pleasing sight.

Wen Li was lost in thought when Liang Chaoxu, as if sensing something, suddenly turned around.

Before she could look away, their eyes met unexpectedly.

After about two or three seconds, Wen Li was the first to look away, and looked down to rummage through her bag for her phone, her movements somewhat flustered.

Liang Chaoxu looked at her for a few seconds before looking away.

The four of them went back to their rooms. Jiang You was just about to rest when his mother called via video.

Jiang You didn't turn on his camera. When the call connected, his voice was normal: "Mom."

Madam Jiang's anxious and concerned voice came through the receiver: "They said in Hangzhou that you injured your forehead and arm. What happened?"

"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell," Jiang You replied.

Mrs. Jiang: "Has the bleeding stopped? Turn on the camera."

Jiang You lay flat on his back, his head still: "It's stopped. I'm in the bathroom, so it's inconvenient to turn on the camera."

"You must return from Hangzhou tomorrow," Madam Jiang commanded.

"It's really nothing, Mom. Don't worry." Jiang You raised his hand and turned off the light. "I'm hanging up now, someone's calling."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Jiang You lay on the bed, waiting for the blood on his forehead to slowly congeal.

The next morning, in Jingzhou, at the Han family residence.

Gao Lan sat on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea as she listened to Han Zhixiang's angry outbursts at Han Mingzhu coming from the study.

The more I listened, the more I felt that Han Zhixiang's illegitimate daughter really did inherit his bad character; she was utterly filthy.

"Who gave you the audacity to have such wicked intentions towards Director Chen?" Han Zhixiang pointed at Han Mingzhu, who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing, and questioned her sternly.

Han Mingzhu looked up, her brows furrowed, her face full of grievance: "Dad, I really just wanted to help you. If Chen Yao can persuade his father, Director Chen will definitely help you get through this predicament."

Han Mingzhu's words were half true and half false.

The reason she went to such lengths to deal with Wen Li was...

On the one hand, it was because of the old grudges between the two; on the other hand, it was because she had just been recognized by Han Zhixiang and returned to the Han family, and her situation was not stable.

Gao Lan looked down on her, and Han Zhixiang didn't care much about her either.

She urgently needed to do something to win over Han Zhixiang in order to secure her position in the Han family.

Otherwise, who knows when he might find another illegitimate child to replace himself?

Upon hearing this, Han Zhixiang paused for a moment, then turned his back.

Seeing an opportunity, Han Mingzhu quickly continued, "I was just so worried about you that I was so eager to take the risk. Dad, you have to help me."

After a long silence, Han Zhixiang slowly said, "Get up first and go have breakfast."

Han Mingzhu quickly smiled and thanked him repeatedly as she stood up, saying, "Thank you, Dad."

A short while later, Han Zhixiang came out of the study, sat on the sofa, and slowly spoke to Gao Lan.

"Don't cancel the engagement with the Zhou family. When you have time, take Mingzhu to visit Old Madam Zhou at the Zhou family home."

Gao Lan gave a soft snort and slowly put down her teacup: "That was the marriage arrangement that Old Madam Zhou made for my daughter and Zhou Tingqian. Han Mingzhu is an illegitimate daughter, who would want her?"

Han Zhixiang said with a stern face, "Your daughter is dying, so we can't arrange a marriage, and she can't bring the slightest help to the Han family."

Gao Lan's tears streamed down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably, "Han Zhixiang, you are a disgrace to your father, you have no conscience whatsoever..."

"Mingzhu is now the second young lady of the Han family. Who would dare to look down on her?" Han Zhixiang said, then stood up and walked out.

"If you obediently facilitate her marriage to Zhou Tingqian, I might let your daughter live a few more days. Otherwise..."

The words were left unsaid, nor need they be.

Han Mingzhu, who was eating at the dining table, felt a chill run down her spine after hearing Han Zhixiang's words.

Only then did she realize that her mother was right; Han Zhixiang was a complete hypocrite.

No, they're not even as good as beasts.