Chapter 122 I'll help you kill him

"You haven't changed at all in the two years since we broke up."

Shen Ran sat in the top-floor restaurant of the Lin Group, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, looking at the man opposite her with a complicated expression. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his deep features were still the same as two years ago, except that his two years of military service had given him a sharper temperament.

"But you've changed a lot."

The man sat somewhat reservedly in his seat, with a top-quality filet mignon on the table in front of him. The cherry-red meat was interspersed with snow-white fat, making it look incredibly tempting.

He wasn't even thinking about indulging in his appetite; instead, he looked up and carefully examined Shen Ran in front of him.

In his memory, Shen Ran was still that poor girl with a low ponytail and worn-out white sneakers by the window of the study room, whose smile was like a freshly opened mint candy, exuding cleanliness and freshness.

Now she leans against the city's tallest floor-to-ceiling window, a flowing shawl draped over her satin fishtail dress, two emerald earrings dangling from her earlobes, elegantly sipping red wine from a wine glass. This aloof demeanor is completely at odds with the girl he remembers.

Shen Ran knew the man opposite her was sizing her up. She wasn't nervous or embarrassed at all. Instead, she calmly put down her wine glass and said with a wry smile, "You've become all about money, haven't you?"

"That's not what I meant. Everyone has their own pursuits, and I can understand you."

The man hurriedly waved his hand; he was a rough man and didn't know how to comfort the other person with words.

Shen Ran looked at the man in front of her who was trying so hard to please her.

An ordinary appearance, an ordinary name, and an ordinary family.

When he first pursued her, she completely disregarded him. After all, he was someone you couldn't even find in a crowd, so why should she hang herself on this crooked tree?

The way he was trying so hard to please her made Shen Ran despise her past self even more.

Shen Ran controlled her tone, trying to convey a sense of wanting people to get close to her while also expressing just the right amount of sadness: "I know you resent me. After all, you gave up your studies to support me through university and even severed ties with your family. No matter what, I still want to say sorry to you."

As she said these words, Shen Ran lowered her head deeply.

As she lowered her head, tears naturally flowed from her eyes, falling perfectly in front of the man.

Seeing Shen Ran in tears, the man felt a pang of guilt. He quickly stood up and handed her a tissue, saying, "Don't cry. I've never blamed you. It was all my own choice."

Shen Ran took the tissue and sobbed softly. At that moment, she looked like a pitiful little white flower: "Actually, I regretted it after you left. I wanted to go to you and apologize to you countless times, but I knew that I was not qualified to stand in front of you."

The man's emotions were too complex to describe, and he sighed, "If it weren't for that interview video, I wouldn't have come back."

"You still have feelings for me, don't you?"

Shen Ran suddenly raised her head, looking at the other person with a face streaked with tears.

The other person's honest and simple appearance was comical, like a clumsy bear, filled with panic and helplessness, which made her laugh inwardly.

But she couldn't laugh; she didn't want her poor acting skills to give the other party away.

"I..." The man's lips trembled, the two words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't utter a sound.

He hated the woman in front of him.

His life was ruined by this woman.

He should hate her.

But when he saw the other person crying, he felt incredibly heartbroken.

Therefore, he hates himself even more now.

Shen Ran wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue and lowered her head again: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now."

"It's alright." The man shook his head. He had so much to say to Shen Ran, but when they actually met, he didn't know how to start, so he could only drink silently.

Perhaps it's true what they say: people who can be forgotten with time can't withstand being seen again.

The two ate their dinner in silence.

Shen Ran ate with elegance, every move exuding a sense of luxury. However, the difference in their social status was like a huge chasm, ruthlessly separating the two of them.

"How have you been lately? Are you doing alright?" the man finally couldn't help but ask, even though he already had the answer in his mind.

"Yes, it's fine."

Upon hearing Shen Ran's words, the man's eyes darkened, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips: "That's good."

Yes, it's great.

She finally got what she wanted, and he was finally relieved.

This outcome is good for everyone.

Shen Ran knew she should stop while she was ahead; if she continued acting, it would seem fake, and she needed to know her limits.

She raised her glass again and took a sip, her loose sleeves deliberately revealing a section of her slender arm. This was the second time she had done this that night, all to attract the other person's attention.

The man's next words finally matched Shen Ran's script: "What happened to your hand?"

A hint of panic flashed in Shen Ran's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and pulled her sleeve down a little to cover the bruises on her wrists.

"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell."

The man opposite her hurriedly reached out and grabbed Shen Ran's arm, lifting up her sleeve. When he saw the dense bruises on Shen Ran's arm, his heart clenched.

"Why are there so many wounds?"

The man's reaction was too intense, so Shen Ran forcefully shook off his hand, grabbed her bag from the table, turned around and left: "I have something to do, I'm leaving now, let's pretend we never met today."

Shen Ran left in a hurry, looking somewhat flustered. The man grabbed her hand tightly and angrily questioned, "Who hit you? Was it that scumbag Lin Chengyu?"

Shen Ran struggled twice but couldn't shake off the other person's hand. She raised her head and calmly looked at the huge thing in front of her: "I chose this path myself. Everything is my own fault. It has nothing to do with you."

"Why are you so stupid? Why do you have to marry that scumbag? I'll take you away, okay? I'll earn money to support you."

"Enough!"

Shen Ran finally snapped. She shouted, tears welling in her eyes, and said, word by word, "I don't need your charity, I don't need your help, you can't help me at all."

The man looked at the hysterical Shen Ran in front of him, his heart filled with mixed emotions, but his eyes were firm as he said, "I'll help you kill him."

Shen Ran trembled slightly upon hearing this, looking at him in disbelief.

Seeing this, the man stepped forward and hugged Shen Ran tightly, his tone resolute: "I can help you. Believe me, I won't just stand by and watch you be tortured by that bastard. I will definitely kill him."

Shen Ran buried her face between the man's chest, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

No matter what role she plays, she will give it her all.

Everyone knows she is a vain woman.

However, what they didn't know was...

But what she wanted was far more than that.