When she went downstairs, Lin Yixun was sitting alone in the living room, turning on the TV and switching through many channels, but not being able to focus on any of them. Leng Yixiu’s eyes before he got drunk seemed to be branded into her mind, unable to be erased. She let her entire weight sink into the leather sofa behind her, slowly closed her eyes, and fell into deep thought, trying to sort out everything that had happened recently. However, she found herself even more entangled, with things becoming increasingly complex. She slowly reached out to touch the long scar on her right cheek, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of her lips. No matter what Leng Yixiu’s motive was for doing this, she would never forgive him. This text is hosted at noveⅼfire.net Since the "Nightshade Scandal," the relationship between Ouyang Hao and Li Yun’er had become even more enigmatic. People couldn’t help but be puzzled. Just a while ago, Ouyang Hao had publicly confessed to another woman at a press conference, and yet, in just over a month, he was tangled up with Li Yun’er again. "Why else? Ouyang Hao probably wants to get back with her," said one bystander. "But it seems to me that Ouyang Hao is quite infatuated with that woman named Lin... Lin what?" said another bystander. "Infatuated or not, have you ever seen a celebrity relationship last long in the entertainment industry? People here are very messy. Today, they’re with this person, tomorrow with someone else. It’s all too common," said the first bystander. Another bystander couldn’t help but sigh, "High society is really so low!" "Exactly, the richer they are, the less bottom lines they have, especially those rich without much education. Most celebrities fit this profile. Besides, who doesn’t know about Ouyang Hao’s womanizing ways? Maybe after a while with Li Yun’er, they’ll break up again," said the first bystander. "Hmm, makes sense, makes sense," said the second bystander, "Forget it, let’s stop discussing other people’s business. Let’s eat." As for Ouyang Hao himself, he never publicly clarified the media reports. To others, his silence was no different from tacit acknowledgment. Despite the scandals, he continued to do as he pleased, frequently appearing in the various entertainment venues of T City, seemingly returning to his former unrestrained lifestyle. One day, he invited a group of old friends to "Nightshade." Inside the VIP room, the playboys were all accompanied by scantily clad, ostentatious female companions, and Ouyang Hao was no exception, laughing and chatting with the woman by his side. "Hao, you look quite pleased with yourself lately." "Indeed, with a beauty by my side, what’s not to be happy about?" Ouyang Hao flashed a wicked smile, filled up a glass of red wine, took a sip, and said to the woman beside him, "Isn’t that right, Qianqian?" The woman pouted in dissatisfaction, "Young Master Ou, I’m Tingting, not Qianqian." "Oh... my mistake, my mistake. That’s my fault, I’m sorry." "Mistakes need to be punished." Ouyang Hao pulled the woman towards him with a strong arm, "Fine, however you want to punish me, it’s up to you." The woman smoothly sat on Ouyang Hao’s lap, hugged his neck, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something. Ouyang Hao narrowed his eyes and chuckled wickedly, "That’s easy, a piece of cake." With that, Ouyang Hao picked up the wine glass from the crystal coffee table, took a deep gulp, then clasped the back of the woman’s head, transferring all the wine in his mouth to hers.