"Ayu, why didn't you catch me? I fell and hurt my knee. My knee hurts so much."

With her slightly red eyes, a wronged expression and voice, somewhat disheveled hair, and the alluring cleavage on her chest, everyone present wished they could pin her down and pamper her.

Of course, Nangong Yu is an exception.

Looking at Jiang Yishuang like this, Nangong Yu felt nothing but disgust.

He walked over to Stell, whispered a few words to him, and then Nangong Yu pushed open the door and left the private room.

Jiang Yishuang panicked when she saw this. She wanted to chase after them, but her knees hurt too much, so she had to give up the idea.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Yishuang waved to the waiter she had just told to come.

"Did you take the picture I just asked you to take?"

The waiter nodded and handed the phone to Jiang Yishuang.

Jiang Yishuang flipped through the photos, looking at a few. Then she nodded in satisfaction.

Reaching out from that alluring cleavage, Jiang Yishuang pulled out several hundred Chinese yuan and stuffed them all into the waiter's hand, giving him a seductive smile.

"You did a great job, this is your reward."

The waiter happily took the money and left.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yishuang's eyes flashed with disdain as she continued to look down at her phone and select photos.

Finally, she chose a very ambiguous photo and smiled.

Thinking of Song Yuli's ordinary face, Jiang Yishuang felt nothing but contempt.

Ha, with her looks, what can you possibly compete with her on!

...

The old house of the Nan family.

Just as Song Yuli was about to fall asleep, the phone he had been holding suddenly rang.

Thinking it was a message from Nangong Yu, Song Yuli immediately opened his eyes.

Seeing that the picture was sent from an unknown number, Song Yu hesitated for a moment, but finally clicked on it.

The blurry photo was loaded into a high-resolution version.

This is a photo of a man and a woman embracing intimately.

After Song Yuli clearly saw the faces of the man and woman in the photo, he froze on the spot, and his eyes unconsciously reddened.

How...how could this be?

Didn't Nangong Yu go to the banquet? Why is Jiang Yishuang there too, and why are they... actually hugging each other?

"You're not good enough for him at all. If you know what's good for you, leave him. He can only be mine!"

Upon seeing this message brimming with declarations of power, Song Yuli felt a surge of anger.

That's outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!

The anger overshadowed the sadness. Song Yu took a deep breath and calmed down to look at the photo carefully.

There are too many photoshopped and manipulated images online now. She can't convict Nangong Yu based on this photo of dubious authenticity; that would be unfair to him.

Song Yuli looked at the photo for a long time but couldn't find any trace of photoshopping. He gradually became desperate. Just then, he heard the sound of a car accelerating downstairs.

Song Yuli pursed his lips.

At this time, there will be no one else but Nangong Yu.

He instinctively gripped the phone tightly, as if he were about to break it in two.

After a while, the sound of Shi Yueshan and Nangong Yu talking could be heard outside the door. Then, the door to the room was gently pushed open from the outside.

Song Yuli sat on the bed, biting her lip, staring at Nangong Yu without moving.

Nangong Yu was taken aback when he saw Song Yuli like this, then closed the door and spoke softly.

"It's so late, why aren't you resting? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"