The sky was overcast, and the terrace was deathly silent.

Luo Shi stared intently at the lone ring on the ground, his face pale, his eyes bloodshot, and his hand gripping the side of the wheelchair trembling uncontrollably.

She said she didn't want to marry him anymore.

It was like that nightmare had come true, except that the light that had torn through the darkness for him had gone out.

It was destroyed by his own hands.

Jiang Fei didn't say anything more. With a pale face, she walked past Luo Shi and headed towards the stairwell, her expression blank.

Luo Shi reached out to grab her, but only caught a wisp of cool breeze. The hem of her wedding dress brushed lightly against his fingertips and passed by.

His hand remained frozen in mid-air, not retracting, his fingertips icy cold, and his throat aching uncontrollably.

Wen Yishu took two steps forward, her voice hoarse and mocking: "Is this what you wanted?"

Luo Shi did not respond, but stared at the ring with a blank expression.

"Luo Shi, this time, I will absolutely not let go." After saying this, Wen Yishu turned around and quickly walked after Jiang Fei in the direction he had left.

Luo Shi remained seated in his wheelchair for a long time before pushing it to the ring. The excruciating pain in his left leg began to become unbearable, and he trembled slightly.

He bent down with difficulty, picked up the ring, and placed it in his palm.

The small ring was no longer warm from her body; it was ice-cold.

Luo Shi gently reached down to her neck and ripped off the necklace, her fingers turning bright red from the tightness.

She wore a ring on the necklace, which was a pair with the one on her hand.

When Jiang Fei presented him with the ring, she said, "Mr. Luo Shi, now let your fiancée put the ring on your finger."

But just now, she said, "It turns out that we were never compatible from the beginning."

The pain in my heart came slowly and gradually, yet it swept through my limbs and bones with overwhelming force, lingering endlessly.

A layer of cold sweat rose on Luo Shi's forehead. He curled up slightly, breathing heavily. He turned his head to look out of the terrace. Although he couldn't see anything clearly, he seemed to see Wen Yishu chasing after Jiang Fei. After a while, he slowly squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Jiang Fei, I'm jealous."

Driven mad with jealousy.

She once said that when he was jealous, he wanted her to kiss him.

But she didn't come back; he was still all alone.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shi gradually calmed down and clenched the ring in her hand.

Is it inappropriate?

He absolutely will not allow it.

...

Jiang Fei was still wearing her wedding dress when she left the villa.

But as soon as she left the villa area, she began to regret it. The wedding dress was heavy and inconvenient; she shouldn't have been so greedy for temporary beauty.

Just then, the roar of a sports car engine sounded from behind, followed by the screeching of brakes.

Jiang Fei lifted her skirt and turned to look.

The silver-gray sports car door opened, and Cheng Ji stepped out, holding a wedding invitation in his hand. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with barely suppressed anger.

His favorability rating has reached 80.

Cheng Ji's anger froze when he saw the woman in the wedding dress.

Jiang Fei, standing before me, wore a wedding dress that seemed to drift through the air, revealing her delicate shoulders and collarbones. Her long hair was disheveled, her cheeks were pale, and only her large eyes were red, yet she stubbornly refused to shed a tear.

Beauty in despair.

She was looking at him too.

Cheng Ji took two steps toward her, clutching the invitation in his hand tightly: "You're getting married..."

Before the words were even finished, they gradually faded away.

Jiang Fei quickly took two steps back, looking at him in alarm, as if she couldn't bear to be even a fraction of a step closer to him.

Cheng Ji stared blankly at the distance between the two of them.

A series of hurried footsteps approached.

Cheng Ji turned his head and saw that Wen Yishu's suit was slightly disheveled, and his usually gentle expression was full of tension. He only managed to smile when he walked up to Jiang Fei: "Feifei."

As he spoke, he stepped between Jiang Fei and Cheng Ji.

Jiang Fei looked up at Wen Yishu and moved her lips: "That night, it was Cheng Ji, wasn't it?"

Cheng Ji was horrified and stared blankly at Jiang Fei.

She found out!

We know everything!

“Jiang Fei…” He rushed forward, wanting to say something.

Jiang Fei seemed startled and took two steps back. As if grasping at a last straw, she grabbed Wen Yishu's wrist and looked at Cheng Ji: "You're terrifying."

Cheng Ji abruptly stopped. Wen Yishu looked at the hand gripping her wrist, her gaze filled with sorrow. After a long silence, she reached out her hand to her, her smile tinged with a hint of pleading: "Feifei, shall I take you away from here?"

Jiang Fei looked at the hand he extended in front of her, remained silent for a while, and then gently placed her hand in his palm.

Wen Yishu's favorability rating: 95.

Jiang Fei chuckled inwardly, her eyes lowered, as she let Wen Yishu lead her away.

Cheng Ji remained standing in place, a series of ringing in his ears causing him to sway slightly, his mind blank.

It's karma, isn't it?

After being depressed for more than ten days, I finally couldn't resist when I saw her wedding invitation and wanted to go see her.

But she didn't even get a word of "like" before she learned the truth.

The departing figures of those two people looked exactly like the last time she turned and left.

This time, however, he followed in silence.

...

The Wen family.

Wen Yishu looked at Jiang Fei beside her with concern. She had been very quiet in the car, sitting in the corner with a pale face. Only when he called her name when they got out of the car did she look at him blankly and follow him out of the car.

Even as she reached the guest room door, Wen Yishu remained worried: "Feifei..."

Jiang Fei turned to look at him, and after a while, she smiled with her eyes crinkling: "I'm fine."

Looking at her smile, Wen Yishu felt a pang of sadness and turned away, unable to bear looking at her any longer: "I'll have the nanny bring the clothes up."

Jiang Fei nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Wen."

Hearing her address, Wen Yishu felt a pang of pain in her heart, but ultimately said nothing more.

She showed no signs of distress whatsoever. Even when the nanny brought the clothes upstairs, she calmly opened the door, took the clothes, and thanked her with a slight smile.

But Wen Yishu felt that she was not as calm as she appeared.

This feeling peaked at dinner.

The nanny knocked on the door several times, but there was no response from inside.

Finally, Wen Yishu got scared, took out her key and forced open the door. Her eyes widened in fear, but she stopped when she saw the woman on the bed.

She didn't change her clothes; she was still wearing that wedding dress, lying on the bed, her thin body hidden in the wide skirt, staring straight at the ceiling, silent, yet quietly shedding tears.

Hearing the door open, she quickly turned around to wipe her eyes, then turned back, a smile still playing on her lips: "I accidentally fell asleep just now, what happened?"

Wen Yi opened her mouth slightly and shook her head gently: "It's nothing."

How could I bear to expose them?

"Let's go have dinner together, Feifei."

Jiang Fei nodded, got up and went to the dressing room to change out of her wedding dress.

Dinner was quiet; apart from the slight clinking of bowls and chopsticks, there was no other noise.

Wen Yishu watched Jiang Fei's actions and, noticing that she had finished, said, "Feifei, don't do this..."

"Are you still going to read?" Jiang Fei suddenly interrupted him, her tone somewhat flustered, clearly not wanting to discuss the matter. "I..."

Wen Yishu looked at her with pity, sighed softly in her heart, but still gave her a smile: "Okay."

She didn't want to talk about it, but he was waiting for the day she would speak up.

That night, Wen Yishu was looking at documents in her study. The wine that had been delivered was placed to the side, but Jiang Fei didn't touch it. He just picked up a book but didn't turn a single page for a long time.

For the next few days, Jiang Fei did not leave the house once.

During the day, Wen Yishu would go to the company and return with documents before evening. She would then spend time in the study with Jiang Fei, reading the documents as she did so.

I change the red wine I have every day, and every single one of them is a fine wine.

But she had never drunk it.

Wen Yishu's favorability rating gradually rose to 97.

That day, the sky was relatively clear in the morning, but after a rumble of thunder in the afternoon, it suddenly started to rain.

Jiang Fei was lounging on the sofa, lost in thought, when a message popped up on her phone.

She opened it casually.

— Chen Xingzhou, the head of the Chen family, publicly revealed the identity of his only son and announced that his only son would gradually take over the Chen family.

The first thing his only son did after taking over the Chen family was to ruin a cooperation agreement that the Wen family had been negotiating for nearly two years.

Luo Shi.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes for a moment, then chuckled softly after a long while.

Wen Yishu protected the villa very well; apart from the nanny and driver, no other people or news of her ever appeared.

Luo Shi has probably... finally given in to his father.

Then it's probably not far off when the two of them meet again.

Footsteps sounded outside the door. Jiang Fei tossed her phone aside, and a knock came at the door. Wen Yishu's voice called out, "Feifei?"

Jiang Fei lowered her eyes, her voice low and hoarse: "Mm."

The door opened, and Wen Yishu walked in, holding a bottle of red wine. She looked exhausted, but still smiled and asked softly, "This was a gift from a client. Would you like to try some?"

Jiang Fei looked at Wen Yishu, then at the red wine in his hand, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

Wen Yishu's eyes gradually dimmed, and after a long while she said, "It's raining outside."

Jiang Fei glanced out the window but didn't say anything.

Wen Yishu lowered her head, pondered for a while, then took her hand and led her to the window: "Feifei, I haven't told you this for a while, but Cheng Ji has been waiting outside almost the entire time these past few days..."

“Mr. Wen!” Jiang Fei interrupted him, pausing in her own words.

Outside the window, at the entrance of the villa, a figure stood in the pouring rain, head bowed, waiting quietly, completely soaked.

Wen Yishu looked at her, raised her hand and rubbed her cheek: "I also want to keep it from you for the rest of my life, but Feifei, I'm very worried about you like this..."

"You used to tell me that smiling like that at everyone wasn't pretty. But what about you?"

"You don't actually have to be so strong."

Jiang Fei's face turned pale, her smile froze, and she stared at Wen Yishu with red eyes.

Wen Yishu was also looking at her, her eyes filled with a hint of ingratiation, and she gently stroked Feifei's eyebrows and eyes: "Feifei, please don't smile like that anymore, okay?"

Jiang Fei opened her eyes wide, seemingly trying to restrain herself, and after a while, a tear fell from her eye.

Wen Yishu panicked and tried to wipe away her tears.

Jiang Fei's voice came through, choked with grievance, no longer feigning strength as before: "Brother Wen, it hurts so much."

Wen Yishu froze, staring at her in disbelief, her voice trembling slightly: "Feifei?"

What did she call him?

Jiang Fei said again, "Brother Wen..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Yishu suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

Wen Yishu's favorability rating: 99.

Jiang Fei lowered her eyes; it was still a little short.

Over the next few days, Wen Yishu became visibly busier, although he never said anything whenever Jiang Fei asked.

However, even though he didn't say it, Jiang Fei knew it was related to Luo Shi.

These past few days, she has occasionally left her room and gone downstairs to talk to the nanny.

When Jiang Fei overheard the nanny and driver whispering that Wen Yishu had been so busy these past few days because several big deals worth hundreds of millions had been ruined, she knew it was time to leave.

So, for the first time ever, she asked, "Brother Wen, haven't you been very tired these past few days?"

The nanny glanced at her quickly, nodded hastily, and dared not say anything more.

That evening in the study, Jiang Fei saw Wen Yishu still flipping through documents, so he went over and took the documents from him.

Wen Yishu was taken aback, then smiled helplessly: "Bored?"

Jiang Fei shook her head and casually picked up a book from the side: "Don't look at documents tonight, look at this instead."

Wen Yishu paused, glancing at the book in her hand: "Feifei..."

"I want to drink," Jiang Fei said softly.

Wen Yishu froze, not reacting for a moment, before suddenly snapping out of it.

This was the first time in a long time that she had offered to drink.

"Okay." Wen Yishu smiled.

A few minutes later.

Wen Yishu casually flipped through the dull book in her hand, but couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

After Luo Shi took over the Chen family, he became ruthless and even disregarded his own interests.

He knew Luo Shi's purpose, but this time, he would never let go.

Wen Yishu looked up at Jiang Fei not far away, her eyebrows slightly pausing.

It was as if we had gone back to the past, with him reading a book on one side and her sipping wine on the other. She would look at him with bright eyes, call him Brother Wen, and say "I'm here" over and over again when the elevator malfunctioned.

All that happened in between seemed to have never occurred.

“Feifei,” Wen Yishu suddenly spoke.

Jiang Fei, holding her wine glass, smiled at him and said, "I'm here."

Wen Yishu felt a lump in her throat, and after a long while, she laughed: "From now on, I'll only smile like that at you."

Jiang Fei did not respond, but simply tilted her head back, took a sip of wine, and slowly stepped forward.

Wen Yishu was puzzled: "Fei..."

Suddenly, everything went dark.

Jiang Fei leaned down and gently kissed the corner of his lips with her red lips, the rich aroma of wine spreading between their lips and teeth.

Wen Yishu's eyes widened in shock, followed by undisguised ecstasy. He reached out, his slender fingers threading through her long hair, and gently approached her, taking a sip of red wine.

Wen Yishu's favorability rating: 100.

Jiang Fei's eyes brightened slightly.

The kiss ended, Wen Yishu's breath quickened, and looking at the woman's slightly swollen lips so close to his, he gently stroked her cheek: "Feifei..."

His consciousness gradually faded, and he collapsed weakly onto the table.

Jiang Fei lightly rubbed the corner of her lips with her index finger, returned to the table, drank the rest of the red wine in one gulp, and turned to leave.

Wen Yishu tried her best to hold on, but only watched as the figure of the man receded into the distance until the study door closed.

It's like he's left his world forever.

After an unknown period of time, when Wen Yishu regained consciousness, her whole body was stiff and aching.

He got up without realizing it and ran towards the guest room like a madman.

The guest room was empty; there wasn't a single person in it.

The living room, the master bedroom, even the dimly lit attic on the top floor...

Jiang Fei was nowhere to be seen.

“Mr. Wen,” the nanny appeared cautiously behind him, “Miss Jiang has left.”

Wen Yishu remained silent, continuing her search inside and outside the villa.

She left.

He left without saying a word.

But why did he leave that kiss behind? Just like... it made him unable to forget her for the rest of his life!

“Yesterday, Miss Jiang asked about your recent affairs,” the nanny hurriedly followed behind him, “asking if you have been very tired these past few days.”

Wen Yishu stopped abruptly, her lips trembling.

Did she know about Luo Shi's actions against the Wen family?

Did she leave because of him?