Everything happened so suddenly, the room was silent, with only the sound of that slap still echoing quietly.

Shen Wuyan's body stiffened. It was hard to imagine that he would be stunned one day, but the reality was that he was also momentarily unable to react. Only the pain on his face told him that all of this was real.

Feng Guang sneered, a triumphant and gratifying smile on her face, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Shen Wuyan, this is what you owe me."

After saying that, she shook off his hand and walked off the stage. Her aura was so strong that the reporters unconsciously made way for her to leave gracefully.

Shen Wuyan slowly raised her hand and placed it on the face where she had been slapped, her gaze blank, lost in thought.

...

Inside a private room, Ou Xun looked at his phone. The screen showed the content of the press conference. When he saw Feng Guang crying, he unconsciously gripped his phone tightly, but when he saw Feng Guang slap Shen Wuyan, he relaxed.

Feng Guang wasn't reluctant to part with Shen Wuyan; she was simply scheming against him. Once she realized this, Ou Xun withdrew her plan to hack into the Shen family's company system.

Putting down her phone, the door opened at the predicted time, and Feng Guang walked in with a big smile, "Honey, I'm home!"

Ou Xun stood up, and she accurately threw herself into his arms. He controlled the urge to instinctively put his hand on her chest, and instead placed his raised hand on the top of her head. Over the past few days, he had become quite adept at touching her head.

"The food has been ordered."

Feng Guang looked at the table in surprise, "It's all my favorite food!"

She giggled as she stepped out of his arms and ran to sit down at the table, where Ou Xun sat down next to her.

Just as she picked up her chopsticks, she realized what she was doing and asked, "How do you know what I like to eat?"

She didn't have many friends. The only person who could be considered to understand her preferences was Aunt Lin, but Aunt Lin would never tell anyone about anything related to her.

For this difficult question, the answer is simple: just two words, "intuition."

That's truly... an answer that's hard to refute.

Feng Guang bit her chopsticks and stared at Ou Xun's face for a long time, trying to figure something out.

Ou Xun's eyes did not waver at all. He casually said, "There's still one soup that hasn't arrived. I'll go and urge them."

He pushed open the door and went out, calm and composed, his back straight.

But Feng Guang felt something was off. She thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out. Then the phone on the table vibrated. It was Ou Xun's phone. She picked it up and saw that it was Guo Ming calling. She thought it wouldn't hurt to answer it for him.

After hesitating for a moment, she answered the call. Before she could even say that Ou Xun wasn't there, Guo Ming said impatiently, "Ou Xun, lend me your game account. I'm still playing a dungeon. My account killed someone in the main city, and my killing intent was too high. Suddenly, I was arrested and imprisoned by the authorities."

"What number?"

Before realizing the voice was off, Guo Ming instinctively blurted out, "That's your Ren Woxing account, right? With that gear, you'd be clearing dungeons in a heartbeat! ...Wait, that voice...is that your sister-in-law?"

Feng Guang smiled. "It's your father."

She hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and Ou Xun walked in. He sat back down next to Feng Guang, took her hand, and said, "The soup will be here soon."

Whenever he gets close to her, he always needs to touch some part of her body to feel at ease.

"Thank you for your hard work." She smiled gently. "Ren Woxing."