Lin Yue never imagined she'd randomly marry a man she met less than a day before after graduating college.
Ever since she turned 18, her mother went all out introducing her to different m...
Under Rong Youze's behind-the-scenes manipulation, the news that "the Song family's heir is secretly getting a divorce" caused a huge stir, quickly rising to the top of the trending topics list.
Song Xinian, who usually ignores this kind of news, has been holding his phone tightly these past few days, refreshing the content from time to time. When he sees those photos in the news, he feels both angry and amused.
What angered them was their stubborn son, who chose to hide away when he needed his family's company the most, causing the whole family to worry.
What's funny is that finally someone can control him; only Lin Yue would dare to act this way.
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Inside a suburban villa, Song Yunzheng sat on the balcony, quietly reading books, immersed in his secluded world.
Ever since that phone call with Lin Yue, he has treated his phone like a monster, avoiding it at all costs. Therefore, he naturally kept the flood of divorce news on the internet completely out of his sight.
"Knock knock knock..." A dull knocking sound came from the door.
Song Yunzheng didn't turn his head, but simply said, "Come in."
Zhuang Yucheng pushed open the door and entered, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
Are you... alright?
"Still the same." Song Yunzheng closed his book, his eyes as calm as still water as he looked at him. "Do you have any other ideas? Two months have passed..."
Zhuang Yucheng glanced down at his phone screen, then looked at Song Yunzheng, who remained calm and composed, and thought to himself, "He's clearly unaware of this. This news might be a turning point."
He reached up to adjust his glasses and asked, "Haven't you been looking at your phone lately?"
Song Yunzheng closed his eyes tightly, his breathing heavy. "She said she hates me like this, so don't let me contact her until I'm back to normal. I'm afraid to hear her cry, afraid to hear her say she hates me..."
Hearing the undisguised repression in his voice, Zhuang Yucheng stared at him blankly. For such a proud person to admit that he was abnormal required a lot of courage.
However, the more he tried to escape, the more trapped he became; he kept going around in circles in a dead end.
"Or should I..."
"No!" Song Yunzheng immediately refused. "Don't let her know about this place!"
Zhuang Yucheng looked at him quietly, then handed him his phone. "I think there are some things you need to know."
Song Yunzheng frowned and turned his head to the side. "I don't want to know!" His tone was filled with undisguised annoyance.
"See? Otherwise you wouldn't even know your wife is missing..."
His body trembled almost imperceptibly. He struggled internally, but ultimately, like a defeated soldier, he reluctantly took the phone.
When his gaze fell upon the news reports about his divorce and the pictures of Lin Yue going on blind dates on the screen, his eyes instantly turned icy cold.
Her fingers tightened unconsciously, her teeth clenched, and she flipped through the pictures one by one. In every picture, Lin Yue was smiling radiantly, and the man in each picture was different...
Just as he was about to throw the phone away, Zhuang Yucheng snatched it away first.
"New phone, mine, don't smash it, don't hurt innocent people..."
Song Yunzheng turned around indifferently, his back to him, his voice cold and deep, "You can leave now. I want some peace and quiet."
Zhuang Yucheng stared at his back for a few seconds, his brows furrowed slightly, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed helplessly and turned to leave the room.
The sky outside the window was pressed low by thick clouds, seemingly within reach. A cool breeze blew by, and the leaves rustled.
Song Yunzheng stared intently ahead with a chilling gaze. Beneath his seemingly calm face, jealousy was churning like a raging sea. He hoped that Lin Yue's purpose in doing this was merely to deliberately provoke him.
But was she really just trying to make him angry? He wasn't sure... At that moment, he only felt a terrible headache, and his heart ached even more, an uncontrollable pain, as if a piece of him had been ripped out.
He suddenly reached out and swung his hand, and with a loud "bang," all the objects on the table were swept away. His destructive and annihilating urges burned like wildfire, frantically consuming his reason.
"Are you sure this is okay?" At the door of the room, Dr. Jin glanced at Zhuang Yucheng with concern. "If we don't handle it well, it will only backfire and worsen his condition."
Zhuang Yucheng's gaze darkened slightly. "Give it a try. For him, his wife is both poison and medicine..."
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Chengye's sales department won a big order, and Yunxi personally paid for the sales department employees to go out for a team building celebration at Xiaoyun No. 1.
Yunxi naturally brought Lin Yue along to this lively event, as Lin Yue had been feeling listless lately.
Ever since she hired someone to stage a fake divorce and made it to the top of the trending topics, Lin Yue has been glued to her phone every day, eagerly waiting for Song Yunzheng to send her a message scolding her.
However, even after so much time has passed, the chat interface is still stuck on the last message where I told her to dress warmly.
"Did he not see it, or has he simply stopped caring?" Lin Yue couldn't help but ask herself.
The atmosphere in the private room was lively, with everyone laughing and chatting. Some people were singing loudly on stage, while others were dancing gracefully below the stage.
Already feeling agitated, Lin Yue felt as if her head was about to explode in this noisy and chaotic environment. She gently patted Yunxi's shoulder and said, "I'm going to the restroom. I drank too much juice."
"I'll go with you." Yunxi was about to get up when Lin Yue pressed her down.
"No need, the restroom is right across the street."
After saying that, he turned and went out, wanting to find a moment of peace outside.
On the terrace, the cold wind was like a knife, and Lin Yue couldn't help but shiver. She turned her phone on and off repeatedly, dozens of times.
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