"If you think breaking up was my idea and embarrassed you, then bring it up again yourself. Consider everything I said before as utter nonsense."
Xie Jin Yi just wanted an amicable separation now, not to completely fall out with him.
So she tried to go along with him as much as possible.
Han Xian Yun didn't look at her, leaning over to retrieve cigarettes from his jacket.
He was undressed.
As he moved, the scratches on his back, arms, and even abdomen were clearly visible.
Every mark declared the intensity of their previous encounter.
And the atmosphere in the room silently spoke of the current coldness.
Xie Jin Yi watched him light a cigarette and exhale, her gaze unfaltering.
After a long while, they finally met eyes through the thin haze of smoke.
"Engaged, married, it's just... I can afford to support you," he said.
His tone was casual, as if he were casually deciding to adopt a dog.
A flame ignited in Xie Jin Yi's chest and shot to her forehead.
"Support?"
She latched onto the word she detested most, a cold smile playing on her lips.
"Han Xian Yun, it's true that I've sold my body, but I've never needed a man to support me!
"Between you and me, it's a transaction of money and sex, each taking what they need. You provide resources, I provide my body. This is the unspoken rule of our game.
"You can look down on me, you can even curse me with the dirtiest words, but you cannot casually negate my efforts!
"Yes, I don't have your privileged family background. Things that are within your easy reach require me to pay a hefty price. But is that my fault?
"I just want to live a better life, and I've made sacrifices and worked tirelessly for it. How can you think that with a single word, 'support,' you can make me willingly become a mistress?
"Is it because you're a Han? Because you wield immense power? I'm sorry, I don't care. From the day I started earning my own money, I never intended to rely on a man for support.
"Even my own biological father abandoned me, let alone you creatures who think with your lower halves. If I believed you, pigs could fly."
"..."
It wasn't until the cigarette burned his skin that Han Xian Yun snapped back to reality.
He extinguished the butt on the bedside table and lit another one.
"I didn't mean it like that."
He explained.
He was just annoyed by her calmness.
So calm, as if they had never been together.
Therefore, knowing that the words would be a minefield,
He still said them.
But he hadn't expected her reaction to be so intense.
It completely overturned his impression of her; she was like a firecracker.
Xie Jin Yi didn't care if he meant it that way.
The words had been spoken, and her anger had been vented.
Reason told her that one shouldn't offend someone too severely.
He appeared exceptionally fragile.
"I didn't tell you that because I wanted you to be forced into being a mistress, but rather... I can't bear to see your body hurt."
He slowly loosened his grip, even gently stroking the finger marks he had left.
Xie Jin Yi coughed, tears streaming down her face.
It took her a while to recover.
"Since that's the case, let's part on good terms."
She said in a hoarse voice.
As if she couldn't bear to be entangled with him for another second.
This realization darkened Han Xian Yun's expression.
"Part on good terms?"
He Re-gripped the back of her neck, his thumb pushing up her chin.
He lowered his gaze, forcing her eyes open.
He said, word by word, "Remember this: you have the right to part amicably, but not the qualification to do so."
Xie Jin Yi's brows furrowed slightly.
Han Xian Yun eased his grip slightly, coaxing, "I'm not engaged yet, am I? Why are you in such a hurry to kick me aside? Found a better prospect already?"
Before she could retort, he laughed, "Tell me about it. Who's so audacious to try and poach from my territory?"
"..." Xie Jin Yi thought he had drunk too much today.
It had obviously gone to his head.
"Then what do you mean? Miss Yan Er is already unhappy with me. If I don't withdraw myself, am I waiting for the future Mrs. Han to deal with me?"
"She hasn't even entered the Han family yet, she has no right to touch you. And even if she becomes my wife in the future, I'll ensure she wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you."
After his arrogant declaration, he lowered his gaze slightly, his grip on her chin a mix of persuasion and command.
"Once my engagement date is set, we'll separate. How about that?"
"...Fine."
After a moment's thought, feeling she wasn't at a disadvantage,
Xie Jin Yi nodded.
Han Xian Yun smiled with satisfaction, "I heard you're very fond of that script in Director Song's hands?"
Xie Jin Yi tilted her head, "Indeed."
"The day after tomorrow, at the International Hotel, twenty-seventh floor for the audition. Take it if you can, or I'll help you get it."
He rubbed the red marks on her chin and turned to take a shower.
-
Ten minutes before the birthday banquet began, a new trending hashtag quietly appeared on Weibo:
#Yu Wenli Abandons Treatment for Grandfather# [New].
As the banquet officially started, #Yu Wenli Abandons Treatment for Grandfather# [Trending].
Closely followed by, #Yu Wenli: Pulling the Plug# [New].
#Yu Wenli Assaults Someone# [New].
#Yu Wenli Harasses Female Artist# [New].
#Yu Wenli Unfilial# [New].
By the time the banquet concluded, #Yu Wenli Abandons Treatment for Grandfather# [Hot].
Coincidentally, as the heat of these topics soared, You was lying in the hospital.
Employees of Yu Wenli's studio were having lunch.
By the time they noticed the changes on the trending list, the situation was already out of control.
Attempts to urgently contact You were met with no response.
Attempts to contact Yu Wenli were met with his phone being switched off.
Finally, a call was made to Wen Ting Xue.
"Sister-in-law, is Brother Yu next to you?"
Xiang Bei was in a panic.
Wen Ting Xue immediately handed the phone to Yu Wenli.
Before Yu Wenli could even speak after receiving the phone, Xiang Bei shouted, "Brother Yu! Something's happened!"
At that moment, the three of them were already in the car.
The driver was one of Han Xian Yun's men.
Yu Wenli didn't even have a chance to reach out and hold her hand, his head pounding with pain.
Something deep within him felt like it was screaming, demanding to be let out.
-
Simultaneously, at the Fu family's ancestral hall.
Amidst the tense atmosphere, Fu Yu Shen suddenly smiled.
His gaze swept over Fu Ran, who was kneeling directly in the center of the hall, and he said lightly:
"Reliable news indicates that the car carrying Yu Wenli and Wen Ting Xue has been targeted by extremely hostile fans. Lu You Ran is also in the car."
Fu Ran froze for a moment, then frantically scrambled to run outside.
Having knelt for too long, his knees were weak.
He stumbled several times, almost falling.
He didn't care.
"Stop him!" Fu Father barked sternly.
Fu Ran was quickly subdued by bodyguards.
No matter how he struggled or roared, it was useless.
"Uncle! Uncle!"
He placed his hope on Fu Yu Chuan, crawling towards him with all his might, his fingertips barely brushing the tip of his leather shoes.
"Uncle! Please, I beg you, save her! I can't live without her!"
His voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with pleading.
"Xiao Chuan." Fu Father shot Fu Yu Chuan a warning glance.
Fu Yu Chuan remained silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "I will bring her back safely."
Fu Father frowned, "Lock him in his room!"
If I can't control Fu Yu Chuan, I can't control you?!
You little brat!
The farce ended like this.
Fu Yu Shen sat alone in the hall, his gaze lowered as he fiddled with the ring on his hand.
After a while, a faint smile emerged.
-
Fu Yu Chuan personally drove, rushing to the scene of the incident at top speed.
At the same time, he released the news that the police and covert forces were being mobilized.
"Ensure Lu You Ran's safety. The other two are inconsequential."
He ordered his men.
"Yes!"
As he hung up the phone, he was making a turn.
Instinctively, his gaze flickered to the rearview mirror.
Seeing something, his heart suddenly ached.
He didn't quite catch it, and the car drove on for several meters.
In a blink, he reversed back.
The sudden maneuver startled the drivers of the surrounding vehicles.
A car this expensive, a mere bump would be something they couldn't afford.
"What an idiot!"
One driver couldn't help but curse.
Fu Yu Chuan rolled down the window, revealing half of his incredibly handsome face.
And an aura that radiated an innate sense of nobility.
The driver quietly drove away.
Fu Yu Chuan paid no attention to anyone else, his gaze fixed on the sidewalk.
More precisely, on a certain young lady standing in the crowd.
She was exquisitely beautiful, but clearly not in good health.
Leaning against her head as if she were about to faint at any moment.
Fu Yu Chuan's striking appearance and the luxury car he drove
Naturally attracted attention.
Especially after his earlier display.
As soon as he stopped, many people looked over.
Following his gaze, the young lady suddenly became the center of attention.
Perhaps she was startled, or perhaps she was genuinely unwell.
The young lady couldn't catch her breath and fainted.
Fu Yu Chuan immediately got out of the car and caught her.
The crowd: "?"
What's their relationship?