Lying on the bed, Tang Si stared at the ceiling with no will to live.
The New Year was fast approaching. Had Shi Ran already returned to her hometown to visit her parents?
Once desire was born, it sprouted wildly and grew without restraint.
The emotions he had suppressed for a long time, unable to be vented at this moment, made him exceptionally angry.
Especially as the wedding date drew closer, his heart became more restless, making him want to see Shi Ran like a madman.
He wanted to question that woman, why she slept with him, sweet-talked him, and then abandoned him?
How was he inferior to Yuan Wei?
Tang Si thought about it, feeling that in terms of looks, education, or background, he was streets ahead of Yuan Wei.
The only possibility was...
Tang Si's brows furrowed, and his hand involuntarily covered a certain spot.
Was it that this part of him wasn't as big as Yuan Wei's, or that he wasn't as good in bed?
"Young Master Tang, are you having a stomachache?"
Qiao Yu, who was by his side, seeing him frown and look like he was holding back discomfort, asked.
Tang Si turned his head slightly and glanced at Qiao Yu. "When women look for partners, do they prefer those with large endowments and good skills, or those who are rich?"
Qiao Yu was stunned, her face turning red as she stammered shyly, "Why... why are you asking this?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I just want to know the answer!" Tang Si asked coldly.
His icy gaze made Qiao Yu's heart skip a beat. She swallowed and cautiously asked, "Do you... want to hear the truth?"
Tang Si's expression grew colder. Even without speaking, just a look made her tremble with fear.
After fidgeting for a long time, she deliberately mumbled, "Of course... of course, we like both."
"Then which one do you like the most?" he pressed.
Qiao Yu originally thought Tang Si was teasing her, but seeing his serious and solemn expression, she felt he wasn't joking and replied truthfully, "Without feelings, of course, we like money. With feelings, I think... you must be good in bed. After all, that... that aspect is an important link for a stable marital relationship."
Tang Si: "..."
Why did he ask!
Why did he have to be so mouthy and ask such a question!
If he was merely angry at Shi Ran's abandonment a moment ago, he now felt an unprecedented sense of shame.
That anger, as if yeast had been added, expanded and amplified with the passage of time, making him increasingly restless.
He got up and paced back and forth in the ward.
Qiao Yu, sitting on the sofa, saw him pacing and couldn't help but mutter, "Young Master Tang, can you stop pacing? I'm getting dizzy."
"Shut up!"
Tang Si glared at her. "Even you dare to be presumptuous with me."
Qiao Yu pouted aggrievedly. "This ward is so small, and you've walked fifty-three laps. Aren't you dizzy?"
She really didn't know what was wrong with him; he had been acting strangely since morning.
If Qiao Yu hadn't said anything, Tang Si wouldn't have realized he had already walked so many laps.
After much thought, he finally picked up his phone and made a call. "Li Zi, find out Shi Ran's whereabouts for me. I want you to find out as quickly as possible!"
"Yes, President Tang."
The other party responded.
For the next period, Tang Si waited anxiously for news.
Li Zi, who was usually very efficient, was unusually slow this time.
Seeing that two hours had passed, Tang Si couldn't hold back and called to inquire, "What's going on? Why can't you find her yet?"
"President Tang, I'm still trying my best. However, I can't find any information about Miss Shi at all."
The other party's words were filled with helplessness.
Tang Si frowned. "What did you say? You can't find her?"