Xi Junyan is known for his ruthless and merciless business methods.

Once he lost power, many people laughed at him, and some even went so far as to trample on him out of spite.

Because the amount of tax evasion was so large, even though Xi Junyan's grandfather sought help from his once highly respected old friends everywhere, no one dared to get involved in this mess easily.

After three days and three nights, the latest news has emerged: Mr. Nishi Junyan, the legal representative of the Nishi Foundation, has been sentenced to three years in prison and fined ten million.

That day, there was a knock on the door of the Yimu family twice, once in front and once behind.

The first time was with the female supporting character carrying her treasured red wine.

The second one was Bai Lian. This woman wasn't very capable; all she knew how to do was cry.

When Yi Mu opened the door, he saw a face swollen from crying.

Bai Lian's pretty face was swollen, and her eyes were so swollen that she could not see. Xi Junyan's sudden imprisonment had dealt her a heavy blow.

Ultimately, Bai Lian was just a woman with limited vision; once married, her husband became her everything.

She cried her heart out, begging Imu to save Nishihiko.

The door, which had been unconditionally open to her several times, was now half-closed. Yi Mu stood at the door, showing no intention of letting Bai Lian in to speak slowly.

His face was blank and expressionless, like a white ribbon.

As before, whenever she cried, Yi Mu would always tenderly pull her into his arms and comfort her gently.

This young man, who was two months younger than her, met her again after they grew up and helped her countless times without ever asking for anything in return.

Yi Mu was like a safe harbor; whenever she felt wronged and turned around, he would always be there, arms outstretched.

Yi Mu spoke, his voice as cold as bamboo leaf wine.

"Xiao Lian, I'm just a screenwriter with no power or influence; I can't extend my reach that far."

Bai Lian was completely distraught and saw him as her only lifeline.

Even when she noticed his cold expression, she didn't think much of it, or perhaps she didn't want to. She just kept crying and knelt down helplessly.

"Imu, I can't live without him. Please, please save him! Save him no matter what!"

Yi Mu's eyes were filled with mockery, but his voice was soft.

"Even if it means my death, you would still save him?"

Bai Lian didn't pay attention to the first half of his sentence, but only heard hope in the second half, and her eyes instantly filled with light.

She grabbed Yi Mu's trouser leg and asked hesitantly, "Yi Mu, can you really save him?"

Yi Mu closed his eyes, feeling a series of sharp pains in his heart, as if something was churning inside, the pain was so intense it felt like he was going to die.

This isn't his emotion; it's the original owner's.

The woman he always cherished and protected, the woman who never raised her voice even when he was hurt or frustrated.

Even if you can't see his true feelings, you shouldn't just leave him lying around like that, trampling on him so carelessly.

Suddenly, a pair of soft, boneless hands wrapped around her waist.

The female supporting character popped out from behind Yi Mu, her drunken voice languid: "Yi Mu, who is it? So annoying, interrupting someone's good time~~"

Bai Lian's crying stopped abruptly. She looked at the female supporting character in disbelief, then turned to Yi Mu accusingly: "Yi Mu! How could you be with her?"

The female supporting character chuckled as if she had heard a joke, covering her mouth and saying, "He's single, I don't have a boyfriend, we're a perfect match, why can't we be together?"

How can they be together! Yi Mu clearly likes...

Bai Lian bit her lip, stood up, and shouted at the female supporting character with a distorted expression, "Don't touch him with your filthy hands!"

No woman wants to be called dirty.

The female supporting character exploded and slapped Bai Lian across the face with perfect accuracy.