The phone suddenly rang.

Sharp-eyed people around saw the words "Liang Che" and laughter ensued.

Someone directly connected the call for me, even putting it on speakerphone, wanting to hear how close I am with Liang Che.

Liang Che's gentle voice came through the receiver, but his words were disappointing.

"Sorry, Yunyun, I can't accompany you to the concert tonight. There's an issue with the branch office in City A, and I need to go on a temporary business trip for a week."

My eyebrows twitched twice, and a scene from three months ago flashed through my mind without warning.

I pursed my lips, my voice carrying a pleading tone I had never had before.

"Can you... not go? I don't want you to go."

There was silence on the other end for two seconds, and the voice softened, with a tone of indulgence.

"Alright, Yunyun. When I come back, I'll accompany you to a hundred concerts of your choice."

He turned me down.

The call ended abruptly, even somewhat hastily.

Perhaps Liang Che himself forgot that he had said he would never hang up on my call first.

The people around me were still teasing me, but I couldn't blend into the gathering at all. I picked up my bag and left.

At night, the person I arranged sent me a message.

It contained several photos.

In the VIP lounge at Z City Airport, Liang Che had a woman in his arms with a dominant posture, not allowing any resistance.

The woman's head was covered by his high-end suit, and her face couldn't be seen.

Just by looking at the photos, one could imagine a novel plot of a "delicate white flower escaping at the airport, pursued forcefully by a domineering CEO."

In fact, according to the information provided by a private detective, that was exactly the case.

When Liang Che was distracted accompanying me, gentle and delicate Chen Momo bought a plane ticket and tried to escape to Z City, but she was caught as soon as she landed.

The "little wife's" escape plan lasted only six hours before it failed, and she was brought back to S City.

She was taken to the Lan Ting Bay villa that Liang Che had bought just yesterday.

While I was torturing myself by repeatedly looking at the photos, my phone received a recorded message from an unknown number.

My fingertip paused for a moment, and I opened it.

An unbearable voice came out.

"Wuwuwu... I was wrong... I won't run away again... Mmm!"

"Ah! Be gentle... Brother Ache..."

The woman's coquettish and gasping voice sounded hoarse.

It seemed like it took a long, long time for that voice to become hoarse.

"Be gentle. If you don't learn your lesson, let me make you feel it properly."

Liang Che's low and lustful voice casually came through.

My heart felt like it was being tightly squeezed by a big hand.

I reflexively felt nauseous and retched.

The phone fell to the ground and hit the power button, shutting off.

So disgusting.