Shen Jingrou leaned against the dining table, continuously patting her chest until her breathing gradually calmed down. She turned her head, her eyes red, and looked at the man not far away, full of accusation, "Did you want to strangle me?" She looked at him in disbelief. Lin Yue tugged at his lips, curving them into a self-mocking smile, "Hah, maybe." When he found out that Shen Jingrou brought another man here for dinner, he lost control of his emotions. A thought emerged in his mind: the scene from the past might repeat itself, and once again, he would become the one she ignored. This time, he absolutely won’t allow it! "Lin Yue, I’ll forgive you this once, but if you continue to slander me with baseless accusations or lay a hand on me, I will..." Shen Jingrou trailed off, lost for words. What could she do? Hit him? She couldn’t win. Swear at him? She disdained to. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Tell Lin’s mother? Absolutely not, Lin’s mother harbored concerns about her, of which Shen Jingrou was well aware. After giving him one last look, Shen Jingrou dragged her weary body towards the door, leaving Lin Yue standing there, stunned. In the spacious private room, warm air drifted down from the ceiling vents, blowing through the man’s disheveled hair, with the strands on his forehead shadowing his dark eyes. He kept staring in the direction Shen Jingrou left. Then, as if something occurred to him, he shakily pulled out his phone from his pocket. After dialing a number skillfully, he focused intently on the ringing on the other end. Finally, after a long wait, the call was connected. Lin Yue’s eyes were as cold as a barren wasteland, filled with desolation. He spoke in a daze, "If I treat the woman I love the way you do, will we be together then?" His tone suggested he was grabbing onto a piece of driftwood in a vast ocean, excited yet cautiously hopeful for the future. After speaking, he held his breath, eager to hear a definite answer from the other side. "Jingrou is not Suisui." After a pause, the other person sighed, speaking slowly. "What do you mean?" Lin Yue’s face darkened. "Jingrou was spoiled growing up, and the only setback she might have faced was your brother." Qin Huai paused when he said this, poking at someone’s sore spot. "Get to the point." The veins on the back of Lin Yue’s hand bulged; if the other person were in front of him, his fist would be on Qin Huai’s face. "Someone who grew up being the center of attention has a strong ego. If you dare to use force against her, she might just threaten to take her own life. Believe it?" Qin Huai’s tone was clearly enjoying the spectacle. Yet, upon careful consideration, he found his words not entirely unreasonable. Lin Yue pondered deeply, "Then what do you think I should do next?" Just when Lin Yue was agitated and irritated, a boisterous laugh came from the other end of the call, making him want to smash the phone. But given the current situation, he had no choice but to endure. The other person might have realized they were being inconsiderate and stopped laughing abruptly. Then, as if remembering something, his voice carried a hint of melancholy, "A Yue, have you ever thought about what Shen Jingrou’s weakness is?" "Xiao Ai?" Lin Yue blurted out. "Seems like you’re not dumb after all," Qin Huai sneered, then continued, "We are businessmen. If we grasp the other party’s weakness, all subsequent problems become non-issues. Do you understand?" A trace of a dark, uncertain color flashed across Lin Yue’s icy eyes, "Xiao Ai is innocent, I won’t..." Qin Huai interrupted him, "A Yue, next time, would you still be rational watching Jingrou embraced by another man?" Qin Huai’s words hit Lin Yue’s sore spot; he absolutely couldn’t tolerate it. Just now, seeing Shen Jingrou sitting with a young man, he almost lost his mind... He may have lost Shen Jingrou once, but he would never lose her a second time! While Lin Yue was lost in thought, he heard a soft moan on the other end of the call. Despite his sensitive hearing, he clearly heard Jiang Suusu’s voice, seemingly muttering "shameless..." Without thinking, Lin Yue knew what the beast on the other end of the line was up to. He looked at the phone screen with a dark expression, seeing it display "in call," and quickly hung up. Lin Yue secretly muttered: This bastard will ruin himself one day! Only bullying the weak—Susu just reached adulthood, yet she fell into the hands of this beast. Not only that, but the beast also spirited her away abroad without anyone knowing, imprisoning her there. Lin Yue only found out about these things later. After all, who could have thought Qin Huai could do something so heinous? Shen Jingrou gripped the steering wheel tightly, yet her hands were still slightly trembling. Lin Yue’s full rage was directed at her, and the underlying message in his words was nothing but his inability to stand her being with the opposite sex. It’s not the first time this has happened. During her university days, many pursued her, but whenever someone tried to get close, Lin Yue would always come out to intimidate him, claiming the person was no good, and advised her that her priority should be studying. At the time, she was truly naive and actually believed him! Now, in hindsight, a bitter smile passed across Shen Jingrou’s lips. As she laughed, tears rolled down uncontrollably, sliding down her cheeks, onto the seat... Finally, she laid her head on the steering wheel, weeping uncontrollably. At this moment, her phone relentlessly rang. She raised her head weakly, and when she saw the words "mother-in-law" on the screen, she stopped crying. She wiped the tears from her face, quietly staring at the words on the screen in a daze. The call rang for a while before stopping, and the other party didn’t call back. After waiting a bit longer, feeling the other wouldn’t disturb her again, she opened WeChat and found the chat window with Gu Qingyun. [Shen Jingrou: Didn’t you say last time that you wanted to thank me for saving your life?] After sending this message, there was no immediate reply. Shen Jingrou wasn’t in a hurry; Gu Qingyun was honest and considerate, if he saw it, he would surely respond. And he left just now without saying a word? Shen Jingrou didn’t believe Gu Qingyun was such an inconsiderate person. There must be some reason behind it. Suddenly, Shen Jingrou recalled something, quickly fastened her seatbelt, and started the car... Her car sped like the wind onto the road, eventually merging into the continuous flow of traffic. At that moment, the gloomy sky began to sprinkle a gentle rain, wetting the ground in fine strands.