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I suddenly calmed down, did not answer him, and walked into Cheng Haifeng's office. Inside the office, Zhang Yun and Cheng Haifeng were chatting about something. When they saw me enter, both of them instinctively fell silent. I steadied myself and sneered, "Director Shen, I should have realized it earlier."
"It's not what you think, Fanxing. I only found out recently. He didn't let me tell you," Cheng Haifeng explained nervously. Ignoring him, I turned to Zhang Yun, "You knew all along, didn't you?"
"Baby, I..."
A surge of anger filled me, a feeling of being deceived washed over me as I grabbed my bag and turned to leave Chengxing.
I hailed a taxi without intending to return to school; instead, I headed back to my old home in B City. My father had been working in City Z, so this apartment was left for my occasional needs here.
Upon returning home, the room was silent, only my heavy breathing occasionally breaking the stillness. I took off my shoes and lay on the sofa, eyes tightly shut and brows furrowed, struggling to suppress the anger within me. My hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly as if they could explode at any moment. The curtains in the room were drawn tightly shut, allowing no light to seep in, making the entire space feel even darker and more oppressive.
Why?
Why can one just come and go as they please?
Why does everyone help you deceive me?
Heh, Director Shen.
A strong hatred filled my heart like a raging fire consuming every ounce of my rationality. This hatred coursed through my veins, filling my gaze with indifference and determination.
Every time I recalled those past events, the hatred surged like a tide, making it hard for me to breathe.
However, I also knew that the power of hatred is a double-edged sword; it can plunge one into endless suffering while also warning of inner struggles. I tried hard to restrain the spread of hatred, attempting to dissolve the anger within me with reason and forgiveness. I understood that only by letting go of past grievances could I truly attain inner peace and freedom.
Yes, I hated him—hated his decisiveness and his sudden departure without a word.
Yet I couldn't help but think of him; this love-hate relationship had driven me to contemplate suicide several times.
Now he returned without warning, causing the walls around my heart that had been closed for years to completely collapse.
"Ding—" A text message notification sounded from my phone. I picked it up and saw the message: "Have you set off yet?"
It was an unfamiliar number. Just as I was about to delete it, I suddenly remembered that I had made dinner plans with that man tonight. Glancing at the time, it was already 7:25; I hadn't realized how long I'd been lost in thought on the sofa. However, my mood was still chaotic, and I wanted to refuse the invitation. Halfway through composing a response, I paused.
It's better to settle things sooner rather than later; we won't be in touch again after this.
With that thought in mind, I got up to fix my hair, locked the door, and went out for the appointment.
Xing Cui Tower is a renowned restaurant in B City known for its high-end banquets featuring famous dishes from various regions. Wrapped in modern architecture, Xing Cui Tower blends reality with illusion, gracefully hidden from the world outside while showcasing elegance inside. Upon entering, one is greeted by an atmosphere rich in charm and poetic beauty.
"Hello, miss. Do you have a reservation?" A young lady in a qipao approached me.
"Hello, Box 28."
"Is this Miss Yue? This way, please."
"Okay."
The young lady led me to the elevator, pressed the button for the fifth floor, and said to me, "Miss Yue, you can go up by yourself. There is only one box on the fifth floor, Box 28."
My eyes widened in shock; it was astonishing that Box 28 equated to an entire floor. This is the worldview of wealthy people, something I truly cannot comprehend.
"Ding~" The elevator doors opened, and two attendants helped me open the box door. Stepping inside felt like entering a luxurious palace. The dazzling crystal chandelier emitted brilliant light, and the walls were adorned with decorative paintings. A row of spacious and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows framed a breathtaking view outside, resembling a giant painting. The soft carpet covered the floor, making it feel as if I were walking on clouds. In the center of the box stood a luxurious gray marble dining table set with silver cutlery and crystal wine glasses, exuding nobility and elegance.
A man stood by the window, feeling the gentle breeze and gazing into the distant horizon. His silhouette was tall and upright, casting a long shadow under the reflection of the crystal lights. As if sensing movement behind him, he turned around. His steps were firm and powerful, each one carrying a sense of determination and confidence. His figure revealed an indomitable spirit, as if no matter how many difficulties lay ahead, he would resolutely move forward.
Shen Yulin?
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