Wu Zhishang was still reeling from Zhang Xinyan's bold move when Zhao Miaomiao's words ignited his fury.
"What does my dignity have to do with you? And who the hell are you?"
Zhao Miaomiao retorted, "I'm your girlfriend! How dare you flirt with another woman right in front of me?"
"Sorry, but we’ve already broken up. Why don’t you go back to the hotel and play with your little male bestie instead?"
"As for me, with a beauty in my arms, why should I even acknowledge you?"
Zhao Miaomiao was on the verge of tears.
"Zhishang, why won’t you believe me? Lv Jian and I are just friends! That time at the hotel, we were only comforting each other as friends. You don’t understand me at all—you never loved me!"
"What the hell?!"
While Wu Zhishang remained silent, Chen Qingtian was the first to lose her cool.
She prided herself on having a sharp tongue, but she’d never actually crossed any lines—hell, she was even still single.Yet here was this woman, fooling around with someone else while in a relationship.
And now, she had the audacity to stand in front of her ex-boyfriend and accuse him?
Before, Chen Qingtian couldn’t understand why Wu Zhishang had been so hurt. Now, it all made sense—and it pissed her off beyond belief.
"What kind of bottomless pit are you? So full of crap you’re practically overflowing!"
Zhao Miaomiao recognized Chen Qingtian and knew she was outmatched, but she wasn’t one to back down.
"I’m just stating the facts."
Chen Qingtian nearly exploded.
"I’ve never seen someone so shameless in my life! Facts? What facts? The fact that you got your pipes cleaned by someone else and then came crawling back to your ex for comfort—that’s the fact!"
Zhao Miaomiao froze.
Wu Zhishang froze.
Zhang Xinyan froze.
Pei Qianqian froze.
Even Lin Ran, who had just arrived, froze.
Passing employees—and even the office pets—all stood stunned.
No one expected a top-tier celebrity to curse with such venom.
"Who do you think you are? This is between me and my boyfriend—none of your business!"
Chen Qingtian’s temper flared. She grabbed Zhao Miaomiao’s hair and slapped her twice.
"I’ve never met someone so shameless. You should thank society for protecting you, because otherwise, I’d have you shipped off to live in a pigsty in the mountains for the rest of your life."
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Lin Ran started applauding.
"Cousin, you’re as fierce as ever."
"Oh, little cousin! Where’s your wife?" Chen Qingtian glanced behind Lin Ran but didn’t see Luo Yao.
"She’s busy. I came to check things out—didn’t expect to catch such a show."
Disappointment flashed in Chen Qingtian’s eyes.
Zhang Xinyan, noticing Lin Ran, felt awkward recalling their past tensions.
Zhao Miaomiao broke free, screaming, "Wu Zhishang! You’re just going to let this bitch hit me?!"
"What’s it to me? If you like playing the victim, go find your dear Lv Jian. I’m sure he’d love it."
Though Wu Zhishang spoke coldly, a pang of sorrow struck him.
The woman he once adored, the one he’d cherished—now reduced to this.
"How many times do I have to say it? He’s just a friend! Even if something did happen, setting aside the facts, aren’t you to blame too?"
Lin Ran had heard enough. He refused to dirty his hands.
"Old Wu, slap her already. What are you waiting for?"
Wu Zhishang took a deep breath, but before he could speak, Zhao Miaomiao wailed,
"Wu Zhishang, I loved you so much, and you doubted me at every turn. You’ve broken my heart!"
Lin Ran was right. If he didn’t teach her a lesson, what kind of man was he?
Slap!
Wu Zhishang himself was stunned.
Had he really just hit Zhao Miaomiao?
"You dare hit me?! Apologize right now!"
Wu Zhishang’s patience snapped.
"What did I do wrong? Was it wrong to catch you and your ‘bestie’ in a hotel? Or was it wrong for you to ditch me for him over and over?"
Zhao Miaomiao shrieked, "I told you—Lv Jian and I are just friends! Are you deaf?!"
Wu Zhishang yanked Zhang Xinyan close.
Zhang Xinyan squirmed, uncomfortable, but Wu Zhishang glared.
You started this. Now you’re running away? Make up your damn mind.
Zhang Xinyan regretted everything. She’d thought Zhao Miaomiao was just Wu Zhishang’s annoying ex—she never expected this mess.
"Zhao Miaomiao, I’m not the same person anymore. We’re done. I’ve got better options now. Don’t make me despise you—get lost."
Zhao Miaomiao staggered back, eyes wide in disbelief.
Lin Ran stepped forward.
"That leaked video—you and Lv Jian released it, didn’t you? Trying to pressure me with public opinion? You’re not even qualified. Go back to Gotham. The Joker’s missing his dancers."
Zhao Miaomiao sobbed, "Lin Ran, I used to think you were decent. But you and Wu Zhishang are the same—you’ll never know real love. You think Luo Yao cares about you? She’s just using you as her plaything. I’ve done my research—she’s a complete lunatic!"
Lin Ran’s face darkened.
"Talk shit about me all you want. But insult my wife? Shen Jingbing—where are you?!"
"Right here, boss!"
Shen Jingbing had been ready the moment Lin Ran arrived. He knew his time to shine would come.
He burst out of Warm Yao Media’s building and dragged Zhao Miaomiao away.
Lin Ran smirked. "I may not have proof to lock you up, but I’ve got my own ways."
"Who are you?! Let me go!"
"Stop struggling. I’ve got a mental illness certificate—no one will blame me."
Shen Jingbing wasn’t lying. Lin Ran had arranged it for him.
For a fixer like him, paperwork was essential.
"Brother Lin, what brings you here?"
"Business. Let’s talk inside."
As Lin Ran led the way, Chen Qingtian pestered him about Luo Yao’s money-making secrets.
Only Wu Zhishang lingered, watching Shen Jingbing and Zhao Miaomiao struggle. His eyes grew damp.
"Tell Shen Jingbing to let her go."
Zhang Xinyan blinked. "Huh?"
Wu Zhishang walked away, his lonely figure tugging at something in Zhang Xinyan’s heart.
Could this infuriating man actually have a soft side?
"Ugh! What am I thinking? He’s my enemy!"
Glancing at Zhao Miaomiao, Zhang Xinyan felt a wave of disgust.
This woman’s logic is more twisted than fiction.