"As expected of the woman I've set my sights on."

He Yao smirked, saved the selfie, and posted it in a group chat.

In less than a second, message notifications started popping up one after another.

He Yao looked at the various envious and sour words that came his way, his face beaming. He casually replied with a couple of perfunctory words and then opened Yi An's message.

Upon seeing Yi An's WeChat Moments filled with photos, he could no longer smile, and a hint of jealousy flickered in his eyes.

No matter how hard He Yao tries to pretend, he is ultimately not a real second-generation rich kid, and the plagiarized pictures reveal a sense of bitterness.

While unwilling to accept this, He Yao saved each and every one of Yi An's posts on WeChat Moments.

When he clicked on the latest post on his WeChat Moments, he was first stunned by the dazzling diamond ring in the photo, and then he glanced at the caption and froze on the spot.

"Su Yan? How could it be Su Yan?"

He Yao muttered to himself in a panic, then hurriedly opened Su Yan's WeChat Moments again.

When you zoom in on that photo of the meal, even though the angle is different, it looks exactly like the background of Yi An's photo.

He Yao felt a deep sense of betrayal. He was so angry that he trembled. He opened Su Yan's chat window and made a voice call without saying a word.

He had already planned out how to question Su Yan, but as the dial tone continued to ring, his heart sank.

The voice call eventually ended in his stiff hand.

He Yao leaned against the cold bathroom wall, lost and bewildered, unsure how to react.

Messages kept coming in on her phone, but none of them were for Su Yan.

He Yao felt as if a piece of cotton was stuck in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He grabbed a towel and angrily threw it at the mirror.

The towel fell limply, and his angry face was once again reflected in the mirror.

He Yao tried to calm himself down and comforted himself: "It might just be a coincidence."

He sent a message to Su Yan.

Are you there? Where are you right now?

After sending the message, he held his phone tremblingly, sitting blankly on the sofa, his eyes gradually losing focus as he stared at the phone screen.

Time passed second by second, but the dialog box remained completely silent.

He Yao anxiously glanced back at the clock on the wall; it was already two in the morning.

More than four hours had passed since Yi An posted that message on WeChat Moments, and He Yao knew better than anyone what that meant.

He started dialing Su Yan's voice call repeatedly, but the result was still the same.

He Yao was truly stunned; images of the two of them together began to appear in his mind involuntarily.

The mere thought of Su Yanwan writhing beneath another man filled him with uncontrollable emotions.

He Yao got up angrily, grabbed his clothes and wanted to rush to find Su Yan, but when he got to the door, he suddenly realized that he didn't even know Su Yan's address.

It seems he knows nothing about her except for the name Su Yan and her WeChat account.

He Yao was stunned, and remained stunned for the entire night.

Early in the morning, Yi An was in a very good mood. She hummed a little tune as she packed her things. Just as she stepped out the door, she bumped into Su Yan, who was walking into the elevator.

What a coincidence!

He greeted them and hurried over.

The moment Su Yan saw him, she quickly pressed the close button on the elevator.

She raised the corners of her mouth, looked at Yi An who was hurrying over, waved her hand leisurely, and her lips moved silently, saying "goodbye".

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a leather shoe slipped in.

The elevator doors, which were about to close, slowly opened again.

Yi An straightened her clothes and triumphantly stepped into the elevator.

"Little Su is really quick."

Ever since Su Yan became Yi An's secretary again, he always liked to call her that.

"Not as fast as Mr. Yi, it's just a matter of a second."

This statement sounds awkward no matter how you look at it, and it makes people think all sorts of things.

Yi An, her face flushed, coughed lightly, feigning composure.

"Actually, it can be quite slow sometimes."

The conversation started to take a strange turn.

As Su Yan pressed the button for the underground parking garage floor, she changed the subject: "President Yi really put on a great show last night."

Yi An was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was talking about her WeChat Moments, and immediately became smug.

"No matter how good I am, I still need your cooperation, right? Otherwise, it would just be a one-man show."

Less than half an hour after Yi An posted on her WeChat Moments last night, Su Yan posted the same thing from the same location.

The information was just a bit obscure; anyone who looked at the two people's social media posts together would surely misunderstand.

Yi An could already picture He Yao's expression when he saw it; just thinking about it made her feel good.

This is what happens when you covet someone else's woman.

As the two were talking, the elevator stopped in the underground parking garage.

Su Yan stepped out of the elevator first and went straight to her car.

Yi'an followed behind at a leisurely pace.

His garage was nearby, so he arrived earlier than Su Yan. However, he didn't rush to get in the car. Instead, he leaned against the passenger door and leisurely watched Su Yan.

As soon as Su Yan approached her car, she realized something was wrong.

Why is this tire flat?

Yi An almost laughed out loud with pride, "Stop looking, it's a tire, I'll puncture it for you."

Su Yan couldn't help but detect a hint of smugness in those words.

She turned her head and looked at him coldly, "Why did you run over my tire?"

Yi An ignored her question, opened the car door, and made way for her.

"If you don't want to be late and give the old ladies in the office something to use against you, then get on the bus obediently."

That sounds a bit like coaxing a child.

Su Yan stared at him for a while, then silently got into the passenger seat.

Yi An smiled triumphantly and walked more briskly toward the driver's seat.

He Yao stared at his phone all night, and even as it was almost time for work in the morning, Su Yan hadn't replied to a single message.

He looked haggard and seemed listless.

The alarm clock rang, and he had no choice but to drag his tired body and ride a shared bicycle to the company.

He Yao had just parked his shared bike when he turned his head and happened to see Yi An's car slowly driving towards him.

He paused for a moment, and in that brief pause, the car stopped, but not at the company entrance; instead, it stopped at a roadside intersection not far away.

This does seem to be an attempt to avoid suspicion.

He Yao stopped in his tracks without realizing it, his eyes fixed on Yi An's car, his heart pounding.

He watched as Yi An got out of the car, ran to the passenger side with small, quick steps, opened the passenger door, and stretched out a beautiful leg.

He Yao looked at those legs so familiar, his heart was pounding in his throat.

The moment Su Yan slowly walked out of the car, He Yao's heart sank completely.

"You adulterous couple!"

He Yao's chest was filled with rage, his jaw clenched, and he spat out these words through gritted teeth.