Chapter 4, he's playing the victim again.

smell?

She said more than once that the cakes from this shop were too sweet for her, but Yanzhe never seemed to care.

Every anniversary, it's always the same brand, always the same product.

Even the messages on them are exactly the same.

In a sense, this could be considered a kind of devotion, Wen Hanyun thought sarcastically.

Looking back, so much evidence of unrequited love had already been left behind, and she was the only one indulging in it, putting on a one-woman show that no one appreciated.

I said, "I'm tired. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

She remained unmoved, a stark contrast to her usual docile nature, and raised her hand to close the door.

"Wait, Hanyun, what's wrong with you today?" Yanzhe blocked the door, his tone tinged with anger. "Stop messing around, okay!"

Wen Hanyun felt her blood rushing to her head, and the grievances and anger she had suppressed all day were about to explode at this moment.

He's the one who broke his promise and cheated on her, he's the one who turned around and blamed her afterwards, he's the one who shamelessly clung to her, and now he's saying she's making a scene!

Wen Hanyun's expression grew colder. "Yanzhe, just pretend I'm making a scene, okay? Stop bothering me. I don't want to see you."

She turned and went back to the living room, without closing the door, so as not to let Yanzhe make noise there again.

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Yanzhe quickly followed him in, his face contorted with embarrassment.

"Hanyun, you know that's not what I meant. I was really busy today, but I came to be with you as soon as I finished. Can't you be a little more understanding?"

He's playing the victim again.

Wen Hanyun was particularly aware of this.

In the past, she might have felt sorry for her and chosen to compromise, but now...

“If you’re really busy and don’t have time, we can easily schedule another time instead of you agreeing and then standing me up, leaving me waiting at the restaurant for hours.”

"Do you know how awkward it was for me to sit there like that? Do you know how embarrassed I would have been if my uncle hadn't come to my rescue?"

She unleashed her pent-up frustration, and even though it was just an excuse for standing him up on their anniversary, it was the first time she had ever vented her anger on Yan Zhe.

"Han Yun, you!"

Yan Zhe was taken aback, and a moment of embarrassment and anger flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it.

He thought with a glimmer of hope that since Wen Hanyun was willing to reveal the reason for her anger, it meant there was still a chance to salvage the situation.

"I know, I know, it's all my fault. I've realized my mistake. Let's make up, okay?"

He lowered his voice and tried to reach out to Lou Wenhanyun, but his hand was brushed away in mid-air.

"Don't touch me!"

Wen Hanyun suppressed her nausea, clutched her churning stomach, and moved away from him.

Let alone touching him, just breathing next to him for even a second made her feel disgusted.

"What exactly do you want? Are you never going to stop?!"

Yan Zhe was not a good-tempered person to begin with, and being repeatedly rejected only fueled his anger.

Wen Hanyun bit her lip, suppressing her emotions. Although she desperately wanted to confront him and expose his hypocrisy, but...

Now is not the time.

They need to end not only their seven-year relationship, but also the marriage agreement between their two families. A non-existent post on social media and some speculative guesses are not enough to convince her conservative family and the aloof Yan family.

She still needs to gather evidence.

"I'm not in a good mood right now. Let's both calm down first. I just... I just care too much about our anniversary."

Her long eyelashes drooped, and tears glistened in her eyes, revealing just the right amount of vulnerability.

Yan Zhe softened, and his anger was extinguished by a single sentence.

He always knew that his fiancée was quite attractive, but her usual dullness and conservatism overshadowed her beauty, making it hard for people to overlook her personality and praise her looks.

And now, standing before him with teary eyes and an angry expression, she seemed to have come to life like a figure from a painting.

"Okay, okay, my little Hanyun, don't cry, it breaks my heart."

"I apologize for my rudeness earlier."

"Let me hug you, okay? Don't be angry anymore."

Thinking that Yan Zhe had used those same hands to hold other women, Wen Hanyun frowned and silently avoided him.

Yan Zhe was filled with helplessness after his failed attempt. He realized that he might have really stepped on Wen Hanyun's sore spot this time. However, he found her rare display of her temper quite amusing.

There's nothing she can do; she loves herself terribly, and even an ordinary anniversary makes her care so much.

But he didn't realize that women are often more attractive to men when they don't love them.

"I'll head back now. Contact me again when you've calmed down."

He spoke softly and reluctantly, and before leaving, as if he had thought of something, he gave a word of advice.

"By the way, next Wednesday is the old man's birthday banquet, remember to dress presentably."

Decent?

here we go again.

At the last banquet, she wore a lake-blue cheongsam, which her grandmother had specially asked an old friend to make for her. The materials and workmanship were exquisite, but at the banquet, the wealthy heiresses commented that it was old-fashioned, shabby, and low-class.

How did Yanzhe comfort her at that time?

He said they didn't know how to appreciate it; his fiancée was the most beautiful woman there.

But so much happened today that he neglected to keep up his pretense.

Did he tell her to dress presentably because he thought she was embarrassing?

Wen Hanyun wanted to laugh, but she couldn't manage it; she could only give a cold, forced smile.

"good."

She will end her unrequited love for him gracefully, and...

Their engagement.

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The process of collecting evidence was simpler and easier than Wen Hanyun had imagined.

However, she added Yanzhe using a secondary account, and his Moments, which she had previously only categorized and hidden from her, were now fully exposed to her.

Not only are there photos of people picking up "Xiaoyu" at the airport upon her return to China, but there are also various chat records and transfer records showing their lavish lifestyles and affectionate displays of affection.

They seemed certain she wouldn't think to investigate, so they didn't take any precautions at all.

Wen Hanyun finally understood that sentence.

People don't suddenly rot away at some point; they're rotten from the very beginning.

This despicable person actually fooled her like a fool for seven whole years.

While saving all kinds of evidence to her cloud drive, she also dealt with both sides, inviting her parents to the banquet under the pretext of discussing the marriage.

The day of the birthday banquet finally arrived.

Today is Old Master Yan's 80th birthday, and the Yan family has made a grand celebration. The guests are all wealthy and influential, and the Wen family is just the most inconspicuous one among them. If it weren't for the upcoming marriage alliance with the Yan family, they probably wouldn't even have had the chance to attend.

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt. May Grandpa Yan enjoy boundless happiness and longevity."

Wen Hanyun led her parents forward to greet them and presented the prepared birthday gifts with both hands.

"Hanyun is here."

The jewel-adorned mother nodded slightly, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, she gave a wink to the maid beside her.