"work."

"You're only going to work at this hour?" Chen Shanlou glanced at the time on his watch, his eyes narrowing, filled with anger and murderous intent. "You went on a blind date?"

Chen Shanlou intended to give up on Xia Baozhu; a stone that could never be warmed was not worth his time.

He hadn't visited her for a while. Because he was leaving, he wanted to come over before he left, to say goodbye like an ordinary friend, to let her go and to let himself go.

But the moment he saw her, the suppressed emotions in his heart burst forth again.

The thought of her dressing up for another man and smiling at another man ignited a flame of jealousy deep within him.

He's in a state where he can take things on but can't let them go.

"No, something came up and I was delayed."

"What's up?"

"My business is none of your concern."

"How can it be nothing? Have you forgotten what I said?" Chen Shanlou's tone was harsh, conveying a determination to start a fight at the slightest provocation.

"I went to the photo studio." Xia Baozhu didn't want to argue with him.

Which photo studio?

Spring Photo Studio.

"I'm going to stay in another city for a while, and I hope that when I come back, your surroundings will still be clean."

Women are important, but the opportunity to move up the social ladder is even more important. Shen Shanlou is unsure when he will return, but he understands that as long as he has power and status, the initiative will always be in his hands.

Even if she gets married in the future, he has plenty of ways to separate them.

Xia Baozhu was too lazy to say anything more, so she simply walked around the jeep and headed into the shop.

They're about to leave, yet they still come here to swagger around. It's not like she can't leave; she can just go live on an island.

Chen Shanlou watched Xia Baozhu's figure disappear into the distance, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

Just like he said before, if he can't win her heart, he can't win her body either.