The day of the decisive battle was sunny. The two men stood opposite each other in the Qin Mansion's martial arts arena. Qin Wenyuan's eyes were firm, and the murderous aura on his body was frightening. Tu Subo, on the other hand, had a calm face, as if everything was under control.

"Qin Wenyuan, are you ready?" Tu Subo said lightly.

Qin Wenyuan clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with determination: "I'm ready, Tu Subo, let's fight it out."

Following the order, the two men started fighting instantly. Their moves were like a violent storm, instantly pushing the atmosphere in the martial arts arena to a climax. The audience around them were fascinated and impressed by the strength of the two men.

However, in the fierce battle, Qin Wenyuan gradually felt the pressure. Tu Subo's strength was far beyond his imagination, so he had to go all out. Tu Subo became more and more proud, thinking that victory was already waving to him.

At this moment, Qin Wenyuan suddenly remembered his father's teachings before his death: "Qin Wenyuan, you must remember that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must remain calm. Only in this way can you defeat the enemy."

Qin Wenyuan's eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly changed his strategy and began to use tactics to deal with Tu Subo. He deliberately exposed a flaw, lured Tu Subo to attack, and then counterattacked at the critical moment.

Tu Subo did not expect Qin Wenyuan to suddenly change his tactics and was confused by his plan. Just as he was about to attack, Qin Wenyuan suddenly attacked and hit him in the chest with a punch.

Tu Subo's body flew out instantly and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but it was too late. He looked at Qin Wenyuan with surprise and regret in his eyes.

Qin Wenyuan stood there, looking at Tu Subo, his heart filled with the joy of victory.

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The anger in Qin Wenyuan's eyes burned like a flame in winter. He clenched his fists and his voice trembled slightly: "Sheng Yunrong, do you know how you betrayed me and the Qin family back then!"

Sheng Yunrong's face was pale. She was trembling slightly, but she was holding back tears, with a bitter smile on her lips: "Wenyuan, do you really think I betrayed you?"

Qin Wenyuan sneered, his eyes became even colder: "Isn't it? For the sake of power and wealth, you are willing to abandon our relationship of many years and throw yourself into the arms of someone else."

Sheng Yunrong shook her head gently, with a trace of pain in her eyes: "Wenyuan, you are wrong. I did leave the Qin Mansion that year, but that was not what I wanted."

Sheng Yunrong took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down: "Wenyuan, do you still remember the sudden coup that year?"

Qin Wenyuan's face changed slightly. That memory was like a nightmare. He was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I remember, it was a conspiracy that made me lose too much."

Sheng Yunrong bit her lip, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "I was also a victim of that coup. I was forced to leave you and the Qin Mansion. Do you know how painful it is for me? I miss you every day, and miss every bit of our past."

Qin Wenyuan's expression eased slightly, but the hatred in his heart did not completely dissipate: "Even so, you can't forgive me easily. Do you know how much pain and humiliation I have experienced?"

Sheng Yunrong gently held Qin Wenyuan's hand, her eyes full of pleading: "Wenyuan, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life to make up for my mistakes. Please give me a chance and let us start over."

Qin Wenyuan hesitated. He looked at Sheng Yunrong's sincere eyes, and the hatred in his heart seemed to slowly melt away. But he still couldn't let it go completely, after all, the pain and humiliation were so unforgettable.

At this time, an old servant came in and broke the silence in the room. He held a letter in his hand and handed it to Qin Wenyuan: "Sir, this is from Miss Sheng."

Qin Wenyuan took the letter, opened it, and was slightly moved by the contents. The letter described in detail the truth of the coup and how Sheng Yunrong was forced to leave the Qin Mansion.

Qin Wenyuan raised his head and looked at Sheng Yunrong, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He gently put down the letter and took a deep breath: "Yunrong, I understand what happened back then. You are not as ruthless as I thought."

A glimmer of joy flashed in Sheng Yunrong's eyes, and she held Qin Wenyuan's hand tightly: "Wenyuan, are you willing to forgive me?"

Qin Wenyuan smiled slightly and patted Sheng Yunrong's hand gently: "Yes, I am willing to forgive you. Let's start over."

Their eyes met, and it seemed as if all the years of grudges had disappeared in an instant. They leaned against each other, as if they had returned to the good old days.

Qin Wenyuan's brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a rage that was difficult to conceal. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the hatred in his heart grew like weeds and was difficult to contain.

Sheng Yunrong sat quietly aside, a barely perceptible sadness flashed across her clear eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Sheng Yunrong, do you think your plan can succeed?" Qin Wenyuan's voice was low and cold, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Sheng Yunrong smiled faintly, that smile was calm but firm: "Qin Wenyuan, do you think your anger can cover up your weakness?"

Qin Wenyuan's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect Sheng Yunrong to fight back so bluntly. He sneered, "Weakness? Tell me, what are my weaknesses?"

Sheng Yunrong sighed softly, with a complex emotion in her eyes: "Your weakness is your hatred. You are blinded by hatred and cannot see the truth or the future."

Qin Wenyuan's face became increasingly gloomy. He slammed the table and angrily said, "Sheng Yunrong, do you think you know me well? You are just a passerby. What qualifications do you have to comment on my past and future?"

Sheng Yunrong remained calm. She spoke slowly, "Whether you are a passerby or an old friend, I always believe that a person's inner world will not be influenced by the outside world. Qin Wenyuan, where does the hatred in your heart come from?"

Qin Wenyuan's eyes widened, as if his reverse scale had been touched: "Sheng Yunrong, haven't you asked enough questions? You want me to tell you where the hatred in my heart comes from? Okay, I'll tell you - my hatred comes from your betrayal!"

Sheng Yunrong's body trembled slightly, but she quickly calmed down: "Qin Wenyuan, the misunderstanding between us is a thing of the past. I admit that my behavior hurt you, but that was not my intention. I..."

"Shut up!" Qin Wenyuan interrupted her angrily, "Sheng Yunrong, do you think your apology can erase the crime you committed? You are wrong. Your betrayal has made me lose too much. I will never forgive you!"

Sheng Yunrong's eyes were red, but she held back her tears and continued, "Qin Wenyuan, I know the pain in your heart, but have you ever thought about whether your hatred is really worth it? Is the beauty we once had completely disappeared because of a misunderstanding?"