Yang Minjing stared at He Mingrun in surprise. Why wasn't He Mingrun acting according to the script? Had she misunderstood him all these years?
Shouldn't He Mingrun be anxious right now, apologizing to her and begging for her forgiveness?
However, thinking about it, her objective had been achieved. Last night, she had personally seen Meng Yuan run out in tears.
"He Mingrun, fine. If you're not afraid of being ridiculed, that the President of the He Corporation Qj'd a weak woman, then let's go to the police station." Yang Minjing didn't believe he would dare to do such a thing.
He wouldn't dare to gamble with the He Corporation.
To her surprise, He Mingrun smiled calmly, "Yang Minjing, if that's truly the case, I will bear my own mistakes. If you designed this, I will make your family wish they were dead. It seems the last time didn't teach you a lesson."
Yang Minjing trembled, but then she remembered that the surveillance footage from last night had been destroyed, and she stopped worrying.
Hmph! He Mingrun, who destroyed whom, was yet to be known.
She looked at He Mingrun with a sad and wronged expression, her voice filled with grievance, "He Mingrun, I've liked you for a full 7 years. Do you know how long 7 years is? I've thought of you for thousands of days and nights, but you, you like a woman who doesn't deserve you. I just like you too much, I want you too much, that's why I did something irrational."
"But last night was truly not my fault. I met you in the elevator, and you were a bit delirious, which is why you pulled me here. You're very strong, and I couldn't break free from you at all."
The other party had said that the drug He Mingrun took contained a hallucinogen, and He Mingrun wouldn't remember what happened last night.
He Mingrun's expression turned extremely ugly upon hearing her words.
He could recall the part where he felt unwell in the elevator, but he didn't know what happened afterward.
"Let's go, we'll check the surveillance," He Mingrun insisted.
If today's matter wasn't resolved, he wouldn't be able to face Yuan Yuan.
Seeing his persistence, Yang Minjing smiled and said, "Last night, when you dragged me in and kissed me, Meng Yuan arrived. I watched her run away from here with my own eyes."
"What did you say?" He Mingrun was shocked. He froze, feeling as if a massive stone was crushing him, making it difficult to breathe. He looked at Yang Minjing in agony.
Yang Minjing still had tears on her face, looking pitifully at He Mingrun.
"He Mingrun, if you don't believe me, you can go ask Meng Yuan, if you dragged me in?"
Given Meng Yuan's proud personality, she would naturally not reveal such a thing.
Meng Yuan, currently heartbroken and distressed, couldn't process any of his explanations.
He Mingrun stood there, lost and bewildered. At this moment, he vaguely sensed that something was amiss.
Could Mu Jiu Chen and Jiang Nuan, and he and Yuan Yuan, be somehow connected?
He Mingrun's sharp gaze fell upon Yang Minjing, "Yang Minjing, from today onwards, I will make your Yang family disappear from Jin City bit by bit. This is the consequence of designing me."
He Mingrun glanced coldly at the tearful Yang Minjing. Yang Minjing's pupils trembled, and she looked at him in fear.
Seeing her reaction, He Mingrun understood everything.
He stormed out to find Meng Yuan.
The slamming door was so loud that Jiang Nuan felt annoyed.
She wanted to wait for Yang Minjing to leave before departing, but she overheard Yang Minjing making a phone call.
"It's successful, but next, you have to guarantee that my Yang family won't be ruined by He Mingrun."
"He Mingrun is probably looking for Meng Yuan now."
"I know. As long as you help me become Mrs. He."
Not long after hanging up, Yang Minjing also left the hotel.
Jiang Nuan hacked into the hotel's surveillance again and followed Yang Minjing. There were people following Yang Minjing as well.
Jiang Nuan followed Yang Minjing all the way. Seeing that Yang Minjing had returned home, she reluctantly went back to rest.
Meng Yuan cried all night at Jiang Nuan's place, and she didn't even know how she fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes, the outside world was already bright. The snow-covered world was incredibly beautiful. The snow in the villa area was thicker.
Meng Yuan leaned by the window, watching the beautiful scenery outside for a while. The betrayal had come too suddenly, and she still felt like she was dreaming.
Were the things she saw last night real, or a dream?
A cold wind blew, waking Meng Yuan. She wiped away her tears. Having experienced betrayal in love twice, she felt utterly exhausted.
Her eyes hurt badly from crying for so long.
After watching the scenery for a while, she wiped away her tears, as if she could understand why Jiang Nuan had left Mu Jiu Chen.
Her heart ached so much that she never wanted to see him again.
The deeper the love, the more heartbreaking the pain.
"Wuwuwuwu!" Meng Yuan couldn't help but burst into tears, hitting her chest forcefully.
Each blow was more ferocious than the last, as if the pain in her heart could be relieved this way.
After crying for a while, she faced the wind and cursed He Mingrun: "He Mingrun, you bastard, you son of a bitch, you turtle egg, you scoundrel, how could you do this to me? I believed in love so much, why did you send me to hell?"
The woman he was holding was Yang Minjing, the woman who had once looked down on her the most.
That woman had humiliated her, saying she wasn't worthy!
She had been self-aware enough to feel unworthy before and didn't provoke He Mingrun.
But He Mingrun's elegance and good reputation broke through her defenses, and she fell into his tender embrace.
His gentleness made her believe in love again, but what she received in return was disappointment and betrayal.
After crying for a while, Meng Yuan felt much better.
Just then, her phone beeped, a task reminder.
Meng Yuan walked over, picked up her phone, and saw the address was in Modu. The reward for the task was five million.
Meng Yuan hesitated. The more money offered, the more dangerous the task.
Seeing the task content, her pupils trembled, and she accepted the mission without hesitation.
Then she took out her suitcase, packed, and walked a few steps with her suitcase before stopping. She thought that before leaving, she needed to settle things with He Mingrun.
Tears couldn't help but flow again. She had already blocked He Mingrun's phone last night. She opened WeChat and sent a message to He Mingrun.
[He Mingrun, let's break up!]
Then she blocked He Mingrun on WeChat and left Jin City.
Qi Yan was twenty-four years old. He was brought into the Dark Emperor by Jiang Nuan and was at Jiang Nuan's disposal, a genius beyond the ordinary.
Seeing Meng Yuan leaving with her suitcase, he also followed Meng Yuan in his car.
At this moment, He Mingrun, who was desperately calling Meng Yuan, found her phone busy with every attempt.
He Mingrun knew that Meng Yuan had blocked him.
He didn't even have a chance to explain.
His WeChat vibrated. He saw the breakup message from Meng Yuan, and he was stunned. How could she say such a thing as breaking up?
He was driving. When he looked up, there was a pedestrian crossing ahead. The light was green, and people were crossing the road.
His pupils trembled, and he violently swerved the steering wheel. "Bang..." The car crashed directly into a utility pole by the roadside.