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

The following day at noon, Jingyue Group.

"Vice President Jiang, please take care." Meng Shu saw Jiang You and his group to the elevator and nodded with a smile.

Jiang You handed the documents in his hand to Wen Li beside him and said to Meng Shu, "Communicate promptly if there are any problems."

"OK."

The elevator descended and slowly opened after reaching the first floor.

"President Liang, Song Yu..." Yan Jin's voice trailed off as he recognized the person coming out of the elevator.

Jiang You stepped out of the elevator first, and upon seeing Liang Chaoxu, deliberately raised his voice to ask Wen Li, "What do you want for lunch?"

Liang Chaoxu, who was reading the message, looked up when he heard the sound and happened to catch Wen Li's subtle movement of quickly looking away.

You don't want to see me at all?

His gaze swept over her, and he greeted Jiang You.

Jiang You stopped in his tracks, a smile playing on his lips. "President Liang, how about we have lunch together?"

"No need, I have other things to do," Liang Chaoxu said, walking directly past the two into the elevator.

"Let's go eat Hunan cuisine," Jiang You said, turning to Wen Li in a gentle voice. "Didn't you say last night you wanted to eat stir-fried pork with chili peppers?"

Wen Li's back tensed: "Okay."

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Yan Jin spoke again: "President Liang, Song Yu went to see Wen Chenghua."

"Hmm." Liang Chaoxu stared at his phone screen, not even lifting his eyelids, looking completely unconcerned.

Yan Jin was taken aback by his reaction and paused for a few seconds before tentatively asking, "Then should we continue to keep an eye on Wen Chenghua?"

Silence fell over the elevator in an instant.

"Ding—" The elevator has arrived.

Liang Chaoxu stepped out of the elevator, his voice calm: "Let's talk about it later. First, notify Meng Shu to come to my office."

"Okay...okay." Yan Jin snapped out of his daze and quickly followed.

A restaurant in Guomao

Wen Li had no appetite. After eating a few bites, she stopped eating and sat there waiting for Jiang You to finish.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Jiang You looked up at her.

Wen Li shook her head: "No, I ate too much for breakfast."

Jiang You slowly withdrew his gaze, lost in thought.

After a moment, he slowly said, "Turandot premieres at the National University tomorrow night. Let's go together and relax."

"Okay." Wen Li nodded.

Upon hearing her agree, a joyful smile instantly appeared on Jiang You's face.

The following night, as darkness fell, Chang'an Avenue was brightly lit.

The car came to a smooth stop in the National Centre for the Performing Arts' designated drop-off area. After getting out, the two walked straight through the red carpet and the bustling crowd, entering through the VIP entrance.

As Wen Li passed the noisy stalls, a familiar voice calling "Yi Zhuo" made her stop abruptly.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw her father, Wen Chenghua, in the front row of the stalls.

He was facing away from her, smiling and waving at Wen Yizhuo who had just walked in through the door.

Wen Yizhu walked impatiently to Wen Chenghua's side, his face clearly showing his displeasure.

Even through the crowd, Wen Li could clearly see Wen Chenghua bending down to talk to Wen Yizhuo, his face beaming with a kind smile.

To outsiders, this scene would only elicit praise; he truly is a father with an exceptionally good temper.

Seeing that Wen Li hadn't followed, Jiang You turned back and stood beside her, following her gaze: "Saw someone you know?"

Wen Li looked away, smiling and shaking her head: "No, I just mistook you for someone else. Let's go."

The two climbed the steps to the VIP seats in the center of the second floor, which offered a superb view.

The entire area is quiet and elegant, with an unobstructed view. It offers a panoramic view of the magnificent stage setting and overlooks the audience gathered below.

The waiter stepped forward, placed warm water and tea snacks, and then quietly withdrew.

The noise in the hall gradually subsided, warm yellow lights shone down, and the melodious prelude slowly began.

The show officially began, but Wen Li's gaze never fell on the stage.

She stared intently at Wen Chenghua, watching him take meticulous care of Wen Yizhuo beside him, his thoughtfulness impeccable.

Excluding the VIP seats on the second floor, the front row of the stalls has the most expensive tickets.

If what Zheng Ying tearfully recounted earlier is true, then the cost of tonight's opera performance will be equivalent to more than half a month's living expenses for the Wen family.

Wen Chenghua was willing to give it up.

Before the Wen family went bankrupt, they were a prominent family in Jingzhou City.

She lived a life of luxury until she was eight years old, and her mother raised her like a princess.

But after entering junior high school, she couldn't even get enough to eat.

Wen Chenghua was earning tens of thousands of yuan a day back then, but the allowance she received was pitifully small. No one would believe it if you told them, but the well-off daughter of the Wen family would faint from hunger several times at school.

The father, who once held millions in assets, was unwilling to provide his daughter with normal living expenses; now, he is barely making ends meet, yet he is willing to spend most of his family's living expenses for half a month to take his son to see an opera.

As Wen Li thought this, the corners of her lips twitched, revealing a bitter smile.

Jiang You noticed that she was absent-minded and looked in the direction of her gaze several times, and also saw the father and son in the front row of the seating area.

His intuition told him that Wen Li's relationship with that father and son was definitely not shallow.

Jiang You withdrew his gaze, pondered briefly, and then guessed the general idea. He raised his hand to call over a waiter and replaced the glass of water beside her, which had gone cold, with a hot one.

In situations like this, asking fewer questions is the best course of action.

Wen Li turned her head to look at him, and their eyes met.

Just then, a heartfelt song rang out from the stage: "My kiss will melt your frozen heart."

The melodious singing filled the hall, and on the stage, the prince leaned down to kiss the aloof princess.

Wen Li's eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly looked away.

Jiang You gazed at her gentle features, his smile deepening, completely shutting out the surrounding music.

Afterwards, Jiang You took Wen Li home.

She got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the apartment building, but was stopped by Jiang You who had caught up with her.

Wen Li turned around, puzzled, and asked, "What...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang You reached out and pulled her into his arms. His touch was very gentle, but his voice was very solemn: "Don't dwell on the past."

Upon hearing this, the hug suddenly took on a more comforting meaning for the friend.

Wen Li paused in her movement to push him away, then smiled and thanked him, "I understand, thank you, senior."

Jiang You released her, wanting to reach out and pat her head, but held back: "Get some rest, see you Monday."

"Bye-bye." Wen Li waved and turned to enter the apartment building.

Jiang You returned to his car and made a phone call: "Help me look up someone, their surname is Wen."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang You drove straight away from Guanghua Lane.

At 10 p.m., the lights in Wen Li's house were turned off.

In the black Mercedes downstairs, Gu Zhihuai, sitting in the passenger seat, rubbed his temples, somewhat helplessly: "Aren't you leaving? It's going to snow heavily soon, do you want to freeze to death here?"

Liang Chaoxu withdrew his gaze and gave a muffled "hmm".

On the way back to Yuhe Mansion, Gu Zhihuai sighed several times before finally saying what he had been holding back all night.

"What did I tell you before? I told you to just grab it directly. Now look what's happened, Jiang You really got the advantage of being so close to the source."

Liang Chaoxu kept his eyes on the road ahead, focused on driving, and did not respond.

The streetlights outside the car window swept across his profile one by one, and his expression remained unchanged amidst the flickering light and shadow.

"What are you planning to do now?" Gu Zhihuai turned to look at him.

Preface by Liang Chao: ...

Gu Zhihuai straightened his head and said seriously, "I don't really support you poaching other people's partners."

Liang Chaoxu: ... (rolls eyes)

Gu Zhihuai cleared his throat: "After all, mistresses who take over never have a good ending."

"roll."