That love grew wildly in his heart like weeds, burning away all his reason.

He decided to stop hiding it and meticulously prepared a grand confession, ready to walk up to her and tell her his feelings in person.

But when he arrived in front of her with a mix of trepidation and anticipation, he learned from others that she was pursuing another boy, his classmate Xu Zhesheng, with great passion.

Lu Zichuan didn't usually pay much attention to this person.

All I know is that he works very hard in his studies and studies how to create good works every day.

Unfortunately, his own abilities were limited, and even if he put in ten times more effort than others, he still couldn't catch up with those who were more talented.

However, he is quite good-looking, and I heard that many girls pursue him, but he has rejected them all.

These points might be seen as advantages by others, but to Lu Zichuan, who was already a prodigy, they were not attractive at all.

He couldn't understand why someone like Xu Zhesheng could attract Shen Zhiyi.

Later, she even became his personal editor, elevating his work from mediocre to excellent overnight.

No one knew that in some unknown corner, Lu Zichuan had been silently observing them like a ghost.

He knew that Shen Zhiyi had been repeatedly rejected by Xu Zhesheng, and it pained him to see her like that. Why didn't he cherish such a good girl?

Several times I wanted to rush up to Shen Zhiyi and tell her to stop chasing him and look at me instead.

But reason prevented him from swallowing his pride.

He could only watch silently from behind.

Even after they got married, he remained a silent observer.

He didn't find out until he learned that Xu Zhesheng had cheated on him and that the woman was pregnant.

Not only did he not have the child aborted, but he also brazenly took that woman home.

At that moment, Lu Zichuan was so angry that he trembled all over.

Why bother with other people when you already have Shen Zhiyi by your side?

Does he know that the seemingly ordinary person beside him is someone whose love for others dares not say or think about, but which surges wildly at night?

He tried to remain calm, controlling himself from disturbing her life or disrupting her seemingly peaceful marriage.

Until that night, he learned that Shen Zhiyi had been discharged from the hospital early to celebrate Xu Zhesheng's birthday, and that Xu Zhesheng had brought Su Manman home with him.

He thought, he finally has a chance.

Even if he had to use work as an excuse to get close to her, he was content as long as he could see her every day.

……

"That's between her and me, it's none of your business!"

Inside the elevator, Xu Zhesheng had a dark expression on his face, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his knuckles turning white.

He didn't know why he had followed along. He knew perfectly well that even if he appeared at Shen Zhiyi's door, he wouldn't be allowed to enter.

But he insisted on coming along; he wanted to see for himself just how far Shen Zhiyi and Lu Zichuan had progressed.

"But you, the dignified second young master of the Lu family, have so many beautiful women around you, yet you insist on staying with a woman who is about to get a divorce."

Xu Zhesheng smirked, his eyes filled with malicious mockery. "Anyone who didn't know better would think you're deliberately picking on me, coming here to find women I've slept with!"

He spoke those last few words with extreme malice, even with a malicious mockery.

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Zichuan's fist, accompanied by the whooshing sound of wind, slammed hard into Xu Zhesheng's face!

The punch was fast and powerful, and Xu Zhesheng had no time to react. He was staggered backward by the huge impact and his back slammed heavily against the elevator wall.

His lower lip slammed into his teeth, and a strong metallic taste instantly filled his mouth. At the same time, a burning pain shot through his cheekbone.

"You fucking!"

Xu Zhesheng was both shocked and furious, and the anger that had been suppressed in his heart was instantly ignited.

Like an enraged beast, he suddenly swung his fist from his side, aiming for Lu Zichuan's handsome face.

However, in Lu Zichuan's eyes, his movements were as slow as a snail.

Lu Zichuan is someone who has specifically studied Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), and his reaction speed and strength are far beyond what a director like Xu Zhesheng, who is physically weak, can match.

He easily dodged to the side, and Xu Zhesheng's fist grazed past his ear without touching a single hair.

The next second, Lu Zichuan delivered another powerful punch with his backhand, accurately striking Xu Zhesheng in the abdomen.

"Hmm!"

Xu Zhesheng groaned, the excruciating pain causing him to arch his back instantly. His stomach churned, and he almost vomited on the spot.

Lu Zichuan grabbed his collar, lifting him up like a struggling chick and slamming him against the cold elevator wall.

Those eyes, which usually held a gentle smile, were now as cold as the perpetual ice of Siberia.

"Xu Zhesheng, you better remember this: you and she were in a serious relationship and were married. Even if you're getting a divorce now, please show some respect!"

"If I ever hear another utterance of a foul or obscene word from your mouth, I'll tear your mouth apart with my own hands!"

"If you don't believe me, you can try it!"

Lu Zichuan's strength was immense; Xu Zhesheng's fancy footwork was utterly insignificant in front of him.

He struggled several times, but all he got was the suffocating feeling of his collar tightening around his throat.

The wound at the corner of my mouth was pulled, and it burned with pain.

Xu Zhesheng's face flushed red, but he still stubbornly stared back at Lu Zichuan: "Respect?"

"You dare mention that word to me?"

"If you truly respected her, would you have gotten together with her before her divorce was even finalized?"

Xu Zhesheng, panting heavily, had a desperate madness in his eyes. "In the end, you just treated her like a woman you could play around with! What's so noble about you? You're no better than anyone else!"

Looking at his shameful behavior of showing no remorse and even turning the tables, Lu Zichuan's eyes flashed with extreme ruthlessness.

He suddenly stretched out his right thumb and pressed it hard against Xu Zhesheng's already cracked lip, with such force that it almost ripped the flesh off.

"hiss!"

Xu Zhesheng gasped in pain.

Lu Zichuan used this opportunity to pull him closer, their noses almost touching.

He lowered his head slightly, his voice carrying a condescending threat, low but each word like a hammer blow:

"I'm different from you, Hsu Che-sheng."

"Our living environments from childhood to adulthood are very different. When I was sent to an international school to receive the best education, you were still struggling to make ends meet."

"Don't think I don't know. You've always considered me your rival, but I've never seen you as a competitor. Do you know why?"

Lu Zichuan's lips curled into an undisguised contemptuous smile, a smile so piercing that Xu Zhesheng wanted to tear it apart:

"You think I got to where I am today because of the Lu family's wealth, and you completely deny my efforts. You think the reason you're not doing well is because of your family background. But I'm telling you today, you've been wrong all along."

"First of all, Shen Zhiyi deserves a lot of credit for getting you to where you are today. Without her, you wouldn't even have this lousy reputation you have now."

"Secondly, I was indeed born into a better family than you, but I have never squandered my advantages because of my background. Everything I have now is the result of my own hard work, step by step. When I encounter problems, I only know how to solve them, instead of complaining and blaming others like you do. This is the difference in our mindset."

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