Ye Chen was a little incredulous, but after thinking for a moment, he said meaningfully, "Did you see it? If not, then we can't generalize."

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. I don't think my sister-in-law is the type to have an affair.

Perhaps you need to calm down and analyze the situation rationally, and avoid being manipulated by certain individuals.

When Rong Jing thought of that photo and that phone call, he couldn't pretend nothing had happened.

Ye Chen shook his head, gave some instructions, and then got up and drove away from Shallow Moon Bay.

8 PM.

Rong Jing stood by the window smoking, with five or six cigarette butts already fallen into the ashtray.

He gazed at the pitch-black outside, listening to the sound of the wind rustling the trees, and felt a sense of loneliness.

The man couldn't help but smile wryly as he slowly exhaled wisps of smoke.

"Cough cough~" Su Yinwan was awakened by the smoke blown by the evening breeze.

She looked at the IV drip bottle on the side, gently raised her left hand, and realized she was receiving an IV.

Upon hearing the noise, Rong Jing stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray.

He turned around, took three steps in two, walked to the bedside, sat down, and held her hand.

"Awake? Are you hungry? I'll have Aunt Liu bring up a bowl of porridge."

Rong Jing was about to get up and go out to call Aunt Liu, but Su Yinwan grabbed his hand instead.

"Where is Jiang Yubai? What did you do to him?" Her voice was weak.

Rong Jing was utterly disgusted by her constant references to Jiang Yubai, and said coldly, "Su Yinwan, I am your man. Didn't you see I was injured too? Do you even have a heart?"

Su Yinwan looked at Rong Jing's right hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and guessed that his injury was not serious. But when she thought of Jiang Yubai, who was seriously injured on the ground, she frowned.

"Tell me, how is Jiang Yubai now?"

“I had him abandoned in the wilderness; I don’t care whether he lives or dies.”

Rong Jing, with his back to her, suppressed his anger and said.

"Rong Jing, are you even human? How can you be so cruel? He clearly didn't do anything wrong."

Su Yinwan used all her strength to pull the needle off the back of her hand.

Because he was too impatient, the back of his hand was pulled so hard that it bled.

"Su Yinwan, what are you doing? Is he that important?"

Rong Jing rushed over, grabbed her hand, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

“Rong Jing, he is very important to me. If he dies, I will hate you for the rest of my life.”

Su Yinwan looked annoyed and refused to look at him.

"He was taken to the hospital, so he should be alright." Rong Jing lowered his eyes, his heart bleeding again from Su Yinwan's words.

Su Yinwan slowly calmed herself down and took a deep breath.

Just then, Aunt Liu brought in a bowl of porridge.

Rong Jing took it, holding the bowl in his left hand and using the spoon in his right to scoop up a mouthful of porridge, blowing away the steam.

He was feeding Su Yinwan, but she ignored him completely, turning her head away.

Aunt Liu felt a little sorry for you and said gently, "Young Madam, please eat something. Dr. Ye said you fainted because of malnutrition."

If I don't eat something soon, my body won't be able to take it."

"I can do it myself, you don't need to feed me."

After saying that, Su Yinwan left Rong Jing's embrace, took the bowl of porridge from his hand, and went to sit on the sofa in front to eat.

Seeing that she was eating, Rong Jing didn't say anything more and went straight to the study.

That night, the man did not return to the master bedroom.

He ordered Aunt Liu to clean out the room next door and moved in.

Rong Jing hasn't been to the company these past few days.

He stayed in Qianyue Bay with Su Yinwan for several days while she received intravenous infusions.

Every day, they made sure Su Yinwan ate three meals on time, and occasionally asked Aunt Liu to give her extra meals.

He was going to fatten Su Yinwan up; everything she had belonged to him, and he couldn't let her recklessly torment her body.

Changzhen Hospital.

Jiang Yubai lay in a regular ward, watching people come and go, visiting their fellow patients in the next room. He smiled bitterly.

Since he was taken to the hospital by ambulance that day, not a single person has come to visit him. It's truly tragic.

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Xiaorui did come once, just to see if he was dead.

Jiang's father showed no concern on the phone, only blaming himself for his own actions.

The most heartbreaking thing was his dearest mother. One would think that people with blood ties would feel some heartache for her.

As a result, his mother called him with a string of curses as soon as he woke up.

His words were full of sarcasm and suppression.

"When I gave birth to you, I thought that you would bring me wealth and honor."

Now, you haven't made any money, and your dad has even dismissed you from your job. Tell me, what good are you?

"I've wasted my time raising you. I should have just strangled you back then."

As Jiang Yubai recalled the events of the past few days, his eyes gradually turned sinister and ruthless.

The Jiang family, Rong Jing, and all those who have hurt him—one day, he will trample them under his feet.

That day.

Su Yinwan was extremely bored.

She went to the study to ask Rong Jing for her phone.

Rong Jing flatly refused, not even forcing him to use a tablet...

Rong Jing refused to give Su Yinwan any electronic devices with internet access.

"Then what about my dessert shop?" Su Yinwan slammed her hand on the table with a loud "bang".

"Sister Yun can handle it; if not, just close the shop."

Rong Jing's slender fingers flew across the computer keyboard, without giving Su Yinwan a single glance.

Su Yinwan was frustrated by the obstacles she encountered at every turn.

She picked up the folder on the table and threw it at Rong Jing.

The man precisely raised his right hand to catch the folder, and said expressionlessly, "Either you go read your book and sit still, or we'll go to bed and I'll take good care of you."

Su Yinwan was so angry that her shoulders trembled. He always managed to find a way to subdue her.

Su Yinwan snorted coldly and walked to the bookshelf next to her.

The bookshelf was filled with books on finance, business, and economics, but Su Yinwan wasn't interested in them at all.

Her hand skipped over book after book, finally settling on one.

Su Yinwan pulled the book from the bookshelf, opened the synopsis, and saw that it was a book about love.

She casually flipped through the pages, and suddenly, a homemade bookmark fell out of the book.

Su Yinwan bent her knees and picked up the bookmark.

[Never to leave you, my life is only for you]

A line of neat handwriting caught her eye.

Su Yinwan instinctively felt that the handwriting was from a girl's hand, and she recognized Rong Jing's handwriting, so it couldn't have been written by Rong Jing.

His calligraphy has always been vigorous and powerful, flowing like a dragon, giving people a profound and weighty feeling, just like him.

Su Yinwan looked at the bookmark, lost in thought.

Who is this girl? Rong Jing's first love?

Why does he still keep this bookmark? Does he still have feelings for her?

Su Yinwan shook her head frantically, unwilling to think any further.

She hurriedly put the bookmark back into the book and secretly tucked the book back into its original place.

Afterwards, she went downstairs to help Aunt Liu cook and chatted with her about everyday things, forcing herself not to think about what had just happened.