He was afraid.

He feared the answer he would receive would be one he couldn't bear.

In the end, he didn't send anything and slumped back in his chair.

What Lu Rang didn't know was that Shang Wu agreed to go out with Chen Chunzhi partly because she was angry after seeing Lin Ruan's thoughtfulness and care for her yesterday, and partly because she wanted to take the opportunity to relax and ease her emotions that were on the verge of collapse.

She and Chen Chunzhi simply went to see a movie, had an ordinary dinner, and talked about trivial matters.

Chen Chunzhi did express concern, but she clearly expressed her gratitude and drew a clear line between them as friends.

However, these explanations had lost their meaning to Lu Rang, who was blinded by jealousy and misunderstanding.

The cracks are getting deeper and deeper.

Lin Ruan stood by the window of her law firm office, watching Lu Rang drive back downstairs looking dejected, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

The real show has only just begun.

At one o'clock in the morning, only a floor lamp was lit in the living room of the villa.

Under the warm yellow light, Lu Rang sat on the sofa, his fingertips numb.

He heard the sound of a key turning in the entryway and immediately stood up, staring at the doorway, his aura frighteningly low.

Shang Wu pushed open the door and walked in, wearing a beige dress.

Chen Chunzhi accompanied her to buy it in the afternoon, saying that changing into a bright-colored dress would make her feel a little better.

Before she could even change her shoes, she met Lu Rang's cold gaze, her heart sank, and her already tired body felt even heavier.

"Where did you go?" Lu Rang's voice was terribly hoarse, filled with barely suppressed anger. His gaze swept over her new dress, and his tone grew even colder.

"You even changed into new clothes specifically for your date with Chen Chunzhi?"

Shang Wu frowned, bent down to change her shoes, and said with a hint of weariness in her voice, "I went to a design exhibition with him and bought a piece of clothing while I was there. It wasn't a date."

"Not a date?" Lu Rang stepped forward, grabbed her wrist with such force that Shang Wu frowned instantly, her fingertips turning white in pain.

He stared into Shang Wu's eyes, his tone full of accusation: "Shang Wu, look me in the eye and tell me, is there really nothing between you and him? Or have you wanted to be with him for a long time, but just needed an excuse?"

Shang Wu tried to shake off his hand, but he gripped it even tighter, and red marks quickly appeared on her wrist.

Looking at the suspicion and anger in Lu Rang's eyes, she felt a chill run down her spine, and her voice turned cold: "Lu Rang, can you stop being so unreasonable? The problem between us isn't Chen Chunzhi, it's you!"

"It's me?" Lu Rang seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. Pain and anger intertwined in his eyes, and his voice rose a few decibels.

He grabbed Shang Wu's wrist, pulled her closer, and said, word by word, "It was I who signed the surgical consent form, choosing to save you, causing you to lose your child. So I am an unforgivable sinner, and the reason you wanted to leave me, right?"

Shang Wu was stunned. She hadn't expected Lu Rang to bring this up suddenly, and a surge of grievance and anger welled up inside her.

Her eyes were red and swollen as she struggled violently: "Lu Rang! You bastard! When did I ever say I was going to leave you? I'm more heartbroken than anyone else because of the lost child, and now you think this way about me?"

Her voice trembled, but her attitude remained indifferent—having experienced the pain of losing her son and faced Lu Rang's repeated doubts, she had long lost her initial enthusiasm.

But this indifference was interpreted by Lu Rang as evidence of tacit agreement, and jealousy and anger instantly clouded his judgment.

Before Shang Wu could say anything more, he reached out and cupped the back of her head, then lowered his head and kissed her.