“There’s nothing to clarify, it’s the truth.”
Yu Wenli said indifferently.
Everyone was stunned.
“What bullshit truth!” Que You, surprisingly quick-witted, retorted, “Others may not know, but don’t you know yourself? If you weren’t forced, how could you…?!”
Those two words, Que You really didn’t want to say.
He was afraid of hurting Yu Wenli.
Yu Wenli lowered his eyelashes slightly, not replying.
He showed no reaction.
He was utterly dejected, lifeless.
It was as if he had instantly reverted to his state after Grandpa Yu’s passing.
Yu Yahe said anxiously, “Stop torturing yourself. We all know you’re hurting, but no matter how much you hurt, you need to face what’s in front of you. It’s been three days, and if you don’t explain now, it’ll be too late.”
“It doesn’t matter,” Yu Wenli said without even lifting his eyelids. “Cancel all collaborations. I’ll pay the breach of contract fees.”
Que You exclaimed, “Are you crazy?! Do you know how much that is?! Do you have so much money you’re burning it?!”
Xiang Bei tightly hugged the contracts in his arms and quietly pleaded, “That’s right, it’s a lot of money, Brother Yu, can you reconsider?”
After speaking, everyone looked towards Wen Tingxue.
“Sister Wanqing is also here to terminate the contract, right?”
Without waiting for Wen Tingxue to react, Yu Wenli looked directly at Lin Wanqing.
Though it was a question, his suddenly raised eyes were filled with certainty.
Lin Wanqing could not evade it and nodded, “…Yes.”
Her admission was somewhat difficult.
But everyone heard it clearly.
“Damn it,” Que You couldn’t help but curse, “What the hell is going on? Are you all crazy?!”
Such a small matter, and it’s falling apart like this!
It’s not like it couldn’t be saved!
Yu Yahe had already said that as long as they handled the angle correctly, there was room for maneuver.
Besides, anyone in that situation would have made the same choice!
“Are you two serious?” Que You asked again, unwilling to believe it.
Lin Wanqing remained silent. Yu Wenli said, “You can continue to bring up new artists, but our cooperation ends here.”
He gestured to Xiang Bei, “Bring all the contracts over.”
Que You blocked him, his eyes fixed on Wen Tingxue. “Little sister-in-law, aren’t you going to say anything?”
“This is my business,” Yu Wenli said sternly, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “I have made up my mind, and no one can change it.”
Que You: “…”
Wen Tingxue spread her hands helplessly.
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As soon as the news of Lin’s Records terminating their contract with Yu Wenli spread, the accusation of Yu Wenli being unfilial was all but cemented.
One had to admit, Fu Yuchuan’s methods were indeed ruthless.
From releasing public opinion, to manufacturing it, and now to the termination of the contract.
This series of maneuvers had firmly nailed Yu Wenli to the pillar of shame for being unfilial.
And Yu Wenli himself would retreat from this matter under the lash of his conscience.
Fu Yuchuan’s victory was smooth.
So smooth that he even began to suspect if it was a trap set by Yu Wenli and Fu Yushen.
But those sent to investigate reported that Yu Wenli had been very quiet lately, only attending to his recovery and reading.
Let alone seeing people, he barely touched his instruments.
The Han family and Fu Yushen had intended to see them, but their requests were all rejected.
Half a month later, the two were discharged from the hospital.
And a house full of caring and loving relatives and friends.
Yu Wenli and Wen Tingxue had a strange feeling of rebirth.
During this period, they had behaved normally, but both knew they were carrying a heavy burden.
An unexpected, yet unavoidable, life-altering event.
Their friends could also sense something was amiss, though they didn’t know exactly what.
But at the dinner table, they tried their best to avoid any topics that might hurt them.
They focused on saying cheerful and happy things.
The meal was relatively pleasant.
“I’ll wash the dishes!” Xiang Bei volunteered.
Lin Wanqing controlled her intake and ate little, preparing to wash some fruit to fill her stomach.
Upon hearing that, she joined him.
“I heard you write novels quite well?”
By the sink, Lin Wanqing suddenly asked.
Xiang Bei was momentarily taken aback and smiled, “Sister Wanqing, how did you know? It’s not very good, just passable.”
He scratched his head shyly.
Many people brought over bowls and plates.
Lin Wanqing waited until it was completely quiet before speaking again, “Listen, I’ll buy the copyright to your novel, and as for Ah Li, please look after him.”
She was bound by interests with Fu Yuchuan.
It wasn’t convenient for her to openly help him in any significant way.
Neither in terms of public opinion nor financially.
She responded sleepily, with a hint of grogginess, “Hurry back.”
Then, she rolled over and continued to sleep.
Yu Wenli breathed a sigh of relief, felt for his cigarette case, and went to the balcony to smoke.
One pack later, it still wasn’t enough.
His entire body felt like it was crawling with countless tiny ants.
But he couldn’t catch them.
The discomfort made him want to go mad.
He rubbed his face vigorously.
Preparing to go back inside for another pack, he turned and saw the young girl.
She was wearing a pajama jacket over her shoulders, standing in the moonlight pouring into the room.
Her short sleepwear barely covered her hips, revealing her fair, slender thighs.
In the cold moonlight, she exuded a different kind of charm.
Yu Wenli’s desire to smoke suddenly faded considerably, and a dark past flickered in his eyes.
“Why are you awake?”
Wen Tingxue stood there with her arms crossed, watching him approach.
Without any preparation, she directly asked, “Are you hiding something from me?”
During their hospital stay, they had been almost inseparable, and she had seen his every move.
Not only Que You found him unfamiliar, but she felt the same way.
But he never said anything, so she didn’t ask.
Even as husband and wife, they still needed to give each other private space.
She could give him time, and when he felt ready, she would ask him.
This was considered a tacit understanding between them.
According to their usual habit, he would have opened up within two or three days at most.
But this time, he didn’t.
In fact, his every action told her one thing.
He had no intention of telling her.
Wen Tingxue stared at him as he approached, waiting for his explanation.
Unexpectedly, without a word, he lowered his head and kissed her.
The kiss was urgent and fierce, leaving her no room to adjust.
He didn’t seem to care about her feelings, only enjoying the pleasure of taking over.
Wen Tingxue couldn’t bear it and didn’t want the topic to be brushed aside like this.
She raised her hand to push him away.
She made muffled sounds, wanting him to stop.
In their struggle, someone’s tongue tip was bitten.
The taste of blood filled their mouths.
He finally let her go.
But the next second, he locked her wrists with one hand, pressing them against his chest.
With his other arm around her waist, he pulled her onto the sofa.
Realizing what he intended to do, Wen Tingxue’s eyes widened in terror.
“No… Yu Wenli, wake up!”
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Wen Tingxue eventually cried herself to sleep.
But she could feel that he hadn’t stopped then.
She woke up again the next afternoon.
Her body felt as if it had been run over by a vehicle, completely devoid of strength.
She reached up to rub her eyes and found that her arms had barely healed.
Lifting the covers, she saw that they were bruised and discolored all over.
Wen Tingxue stared for a long moment before remembering what had happened last night.
Dragging her weary body out of bed.
She searched room by room.
Yu Wenli was nowhere to be found.
The mess on the floor had also not been tidied up.
Wen Tingxue angrily kicked a box, causing her lower body to ache intensely.
After a few minutes of recovery, she prepared to call him on her phone.
As she entered the bedroom, the living room door opened.
Yu Wenli, with a cold demeanor, entered and put on his shoes.
Seeing her, he didn’t ask anything. He simply said casually, “Tomorrow, we’re getting a divorce.”
Wen Tingxue stared blankly at his retreating back, slightly dazed, “What did you say?”
Her voice was hoarse from crying so much last night.
Yu Wenli’s gaze paused. He turned back and said expressionlessly, “I said, divorce. Don’t you understand?”