Photographs of Ouyang Hao and Li Yun’er spending a pleasant evening together not only went viral on major domestic websites but also spread abroad. Even during this time, Lin Yixun had tried to restrain herself from looking up any news about Ouyang Hao. However, her fingers would sometimes disobey, intermittently pulling up news articles about Ouyang Hao. She felt like a voyeur, knowing full well that what she was doing was wrong. Yet each time she saw news about Ouyang Hao, she couldn’t help but feel a secret joy. Like quenching thirst with wine, she uncontrollably browsed various gossip websites from time to time. When she saw the photo of Ouyang Hao embracing Li Yun’er as they entered her villa, no matter how much Lin Yixun told herself otherwise, she couldn’t ignore the dull ache in her heart. A blurry photo, a vague silhouette, could make her feel an insurmountable amount of pain. She could hardly imagine what she would feel if one day she witnessed another woman by Ouyang Hao’s side. She didn’t dare to imagine it, because just thinking about it made her heart hurt. "What are you looking at so intently?" Leng Yixiu’s voice suddenly came from behind. Lin Yixun hurriedly turned off her phone, hiding it under her pillow as if nothing had happened. She sat up from the bed and said calmly, "Nothing." The man’s gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he looked away. He reached out to smooth her hair and said in a deep voice, "Get up and have breakfast." With that, the man turned and walked into the bathroom. The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and Lin Yixun collected her thoughts. She noticed that the bathroom door was actually left open. Through the glass, she could even see the silhouette of the man’s body. Lin Yixun hurriedly averted her gaze and, after changing her clothes, initially intended to go to the bathroom to wash up, but ultimately decided against it. That place was now a danger zone, and she didn’t want to set herself up for trouble. Going downstairs to find another bathroom, Lin Yixun walked into the dining room and saw breakfast and milk set on the table. The milk was fresh, and the sandwich was handmade, filled with tomatoes and eggs, very delicious. Was the sandwich made by Leng Yixiu? Lin Yixun recalled that from the moment she got up and went downstairs until now, aside from Leng Yixiu and herself, there seemed to be no one else in the villa. The sandwich was most likely made by that man. Realizing this, Lin Yixun felt a bit complicated, suddenly finding the food tasteless. These past few days, Leng Yixiu’s behavior had been too unusual. He was no longer cold or indifferent, as if he had turned into a different person. Not only did he personally cook for her three meals a day, he rarely showed a stern face to her, and even at night in bed, he maintained a safe distance and didn’t touch her at all. But the more Leng Yixiu behaved this way, the more unsettled she felt. Didn’t Leng Yixiu hate her to the bone? Why would he suddenly treat her so well... almost like he would treat a real lover. She didn’t believe that Leng Yixiu would be so good to her unconditionally. He must have some ulterior motive, but what could he want from her? Newest update provided by NoveI-Fire.ɴet What did she have left now? Her body? If that were the case, Leng Yixiu wouldn’t need to go to such trouble, because from the moment she agreed to the deal with him, she knew she had already sold herself completely. But aside from her body, what else did she have? Could it be her heart? Did Leng Yixiu want her heart? At this thought, Lin Yixun’s heart skipped a beat. Leng Yixiu hated her, yet he wanted to obtain her heart. Was it because he wanted to crush it ruthlessly and trample on it after getting it?