Liang Yufeng's possessiveness was intense; she had known it from before. Even if she merely communicated normally with other men, Liang Yufeng would accuse her of fabricated offenses. Now, with him being replaced by Xu Zhouyue, the man he detested the most, she could already imagine how he would "settle the score."
Lan Lan, resigned to her fate, decided not to explain. Any further words would be futile; Liang Yufeng would not believe her.
However, her silence did not quell Liang Yufeng's fury. Instead, it intensified his anger. A sharp pain struck her jaw as he gripped it, the force so great it felt as if he would crush it.
"Did he see it?" The question was the same as before, but his tone was even more terrifying.
Lan Lan winced in pain, unable to remain silent this time. "No."
She spoke the truth, but as she had anticipated, Liang Yufeng did not believe her. He even let out a sarcastic laugh. "You didn't see it? Were you playing house in the hotel?"
Even if nothing had truly happened between them, the mere thought of her being so close to Xu Zhouyue ignited an uncontainable rage within him. He interrogated her, "Why are you so close to Xu Zhouyue? What's your motive?"
This was clearly a question asked with full knowledge. Lan Lan did not make excuses and told him truthfully, "He is your father's son. What do you think?"
"We've been in an ambiguous relationship for almost two years. There's too much gossip in the company. In others' eyes, I've used you to get ahead. They say I have loose morals. I don't care about that, but I don't want people to think all my achievements in the past few years are thanks to men because of my entanglement with you." As she spoke, she suddenly laughed. It was indeed the case now; Liang Yufeng had threatened her with her job. If he didn't relent, she couldn't continue her career. Wasn't she relying on men to get ahead?
She looked down on herself, let alone others. But with less power, she could only submit.
Although Lan Lan hadn't finished speaking, Liang Yufeng understood the underlying meaning. "Who said that?"
"What, are you going to avenge me?" Lan Lan joked. "Forget it. They aren't wrong. Aren't I relying on you now?"
She suddenly wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body against his. Her rosy lips brushed against his ear. Every movement seemed to carry a hook. "Then I'll serve President Liang well. President Liang, please be merciful and let me go, okay?"
She always knew what actions would make him lose control. Liang Yufeng cupped her buttocks and suddenly lifted her. As her body left the ground, she instinctively raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist, making the scene even more exhilarating.
They went to the bedroom and ended up on the bed. Lan Lan had already prepared herself mentally. Liang Yufeng was like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, refusing to let go of its prey.
He pressed her down forcefully, rendering her immobile. Her senses drifted upwards, only the sound of his suppressed, hoarse question filling her ears, "Where did Xu Zhouyue touch you?"
"He didn't touch me." She shook her head, sweat dripping from her forehead onto his chest. "He and I did nothing."
He didn't believe her and continued to "punish" her in various ways. Lan Lan couldn't bear it, her long nails leaving one scratch after another on his body.
Throughout the entire ordeal, he was the one questioning her, yet she hadn't asked him a single question about his "fiancée," as if that person didn't exist at all.
The night had been too unrestrained. Lan Lan was utterly exhausted. On Saturday, she slept until half-past noon before her eyes fluttered open. The space beside her was already empty.
Liang Yufeng had excellent living habits and boundless energy. Even after the indulgence of the previous night, he could still wake up at seven o'clock, full of vigor.
Sleep was the best form of recovery. The fatigue from last night had largely dissipated. After showering, Lan Lan went downstairs. Her stomach was rumbling, and she intended to find something to eat.
Rubbing her shoulders, she descended the stairs, only to see Liang Yufeng sitting downstairs with a woman. They had been in conversation when they stopped upon seeing her.
Lan Lan focused on the woman, recognizing her immediately as Liang Yufeng's fiancée, the one he had brought with him to the auction previously.
At that moment, the other woman was also looking at her. Lan Lan's head began to ache. Despite her extensive dating experience, she had never encountered such a "caught in the act" scenario. She didn't know if the other woman was aware of Liang Yufeng's relationship with her. This was supposed to be Liang Yufeng's explanation, yet she felt guilty. How ridiculous.
Lan Lan was halfway down the stairs, unsure whether she should continue descending.
Zhou Bing had been called by Liang Yufeng. In the time they had known each other, this was her first visit to Liang Yufeng's villa. Before coming, Liang Yufeng hadn't told her what they would be doing today, so Zhou Bing was flustered when she saw Lan Lan.
After making eye contact with Lan Lan for a few seconds, she looked towards Liang Yufeng.
Liang Yufeng remained as calm as ever. He even leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear, "Go say hello."
Zhou Bing immediately understood. Liang Yufeng was trying to provoke Lan Lan. But... would Lan Lan truly be provoked?
At the auction, she hadn't even given Lan Lan a second glance.
But since Liang Yufeng had said so, Zhou Bing had no choice but to comply. She looked at Lan Lan again and said with a smile, "Hello, you must be Lan Lan. Yufeng has told me about you. We met a few days ago too."
Lan Lan had always held her own in social situations, but at this moment, she was truly at a loss. The imagined scenario hadn't unfolded, but the current situation seemed even more awkward than she had anticipated.
Seeing Lan Lan's silence, Zhou Bing continued, "Come down and sit. You haven't had lunch yet, have you? Yufeng has asked his assistant to bring food. We can eat together later."
Zhou Bing was so enthusiastic that Lan Lan could only smile back and thank her before going downstairs to sit. She had intended to find some cold milk to drink, but now that she was seated, she felt unable to act freely. After Zhou Bing arrived, she felt like a "guest" and barely spoke.
As if the atmosphere wasn't awkward enough, Liang Yufeng said, "I'm going upstairs to reply to some emails."
His words were clearly directed at Zhou Bing.
Zhou Bing replied considerately, "Go ahead, don't work too hard."
Liang Yufeng grunted, and soon his figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
Lan Lan thought the situation was not good. Zhou Bing would likely ask her about Liang Yufeng. As expected, the next moment, she heard Zhou Bing say, "I know about you and Yufeng."
Zhou Bing's attitude was better than Shang Ting's earlier. Lan Lan preferred people who spoke their minds, and Zhou Bing clearly understood this better than Shang Ting.
However, this was indeed a difficult topic to discuss.
Zhou Bing, perhaps sensing Lan Lan's awkwardness, continued, "I won't do anything. We won't interfere with each other. You don't need to worry."
Lan Lan: "..."
Even with her extensive experience, she had never expected Zhou Bing to think this way. For a moment, she didn't know whether to call Zhou Bing open-minded or conservative.
The relationship between the three of them sounded very open, but accepting that her fiancé had another woman... wasn't that a remnant of feudalism?