"Is it Li Peiyu?" Su Wenqing's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, and her voice tinged with surprise.

“Of course it’s her. Look at all these gifts on the screen, who sent them?” Qiao An raised an eyebrow, her expression mysterious.

"Who?" Su Wenqing asked impatiently, her eyes fixed on the phone screen.

“President Lu.” Qiao An deliberately emphasized her tone, her eyes fixed on Su Wenqing’s reaction.

"What?" Su Wenqing was so shocked she almost cried out. Her hands trembled violently with anger, and her teeth chattered. A surge of resentment and rage welled up in her chest like a raging tide.

"How could Lu Yuzhi like to watch this! How could he watch such immoral and vulgar stuff?" Su Wenqing roared angrily, her voice becoming shrill with excitement, her face turning bright red.

Why? She was the one who had always silently protected Lu Yuzhi, so why did he so easily give his love to Li Peiyu? Why?

She met him before she graduated from university. At that time, he was just a lowly illegitimate child, penniless and nothing at all. But she never looked down on his shameful background and always stood firmly by his side. When he was busy fighting with his older brother for territory and had no time to spare, she took care of Gu Yan for him, attended parent-teacher conferences for him, accompanied him to sports meets, and rehearsed performances for him.

He completely ignored her efforts. Yet Li Peiyu only beckoned to him with her finger and he was so infatuated.

When she was young, Lu Yuzhi said he liked older women, but now that she's older, he likes younger women—Li Peiyu is young, and Qin Mingyue is young too. Lu Yuzhi, you bastard, are you kidding me?