He was so shocked that he stood up from his seat all of a sudden, even knocking over the chair behind him.

The loud noise attracted the attention of his colleagues.

Ignoring the curious glances around, he urgently dragged me out of the door.

He looked almost frantic, his chest heaving like a bellows, but still trying to force a smile:

"Did you really tell everyone? You're kidding me, right? This joke is not funny at all. Baby, stop teasing me, okay."

"What are you trying to deceive me about?" I calmly took out my phone and scrolled to show him the chat records.

There, I had just posted in the company's small group chat that Sun Ran wanted to treat everyone to drinks.

Below were cheers and replies.

The group was small, only about ten people.

But everyone here was a gossip mill in the company.

The message was spread like wildfire as soon as it was sent.

He snatched the phone, looked through it up and down, his eyes widening in disbelief, and finally exclaimed:

"Why would you do this? You know how hard I work for my money, yet you waste it like this?"

I looked at him steadily as he raged.

He seemed like a different person, no longer the simple and honest man he used to be, now looking completely exposed and furious.

I suddenly found it all meaningless:

"Sun Ran, have you always planned to deceive me like this?"

I mocked as I looked up at him:

"If you're reluctant to spend money, why keep saying you want to celebrate holidays with me? Are you treating love as a joke? Or me as a monkey to play with?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me." He was itching with anger:

"You give gifts worth thousands to others, Lin Xinyue, you really don't know how to live."

Just then, the delivery person arrived with the cola.

Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the delivery guy and immediately called everyone to bring the cola in and share it.

As they passed by Sun Ran, they all thanked him one by one.

Sun Ran awkwardly turned away, and when all the colleagues had gone inside, he coldly held out his hand to me:

"What about my gift? Don't tell me you didn't prepare anything."

Of course, I had prepared something.

A few days ago, he mentioned that the newly opened steamed bun shop at the company's entrance was delicious and said that when he wasn't working overtime, he would take me there for a good meal.

Since he loved to eat so much, I decided to let him have his fill.

I boldly took out a voucher from my pocket:

"Here, a 521 yuan steamed bun voucher, go enjoy, no need to be polite."

"What's this?"

As soon as he heard this, his whole face darkened.

"Your favorite steamed buns." I innocently blinked:

"The shop said I bought too many and might not finish them, so they exchanged them for vouchers for me."

His expression immediately changed, with undisguised disdain in his eyes. He then furrowed his brows and asked me:

"This is your gift?"

"Yes."

I crossed my arms, casually meeting his gaze:

"Didn't you say you wanted to take me to this place for a big meal? What's wrong? Don't like it?"

He gritted his teeth, showing a look of both anger and disgust, his face turning liver-colored.

After sizing me up for a moment, he finally snatched the steamed bun voucher, turned around, and walked back to the office.

That night, he didn't work overtime, but he also didn't come back, leaving early after work.

He must have gone out for drinks with his buddies.

This house was bought by my dad as our wedding house.

Later, my dad understood that renting outside was expensive, so he let Sun Ran move in early and even bought a full set of high-end furniture.

He wasn't polite at all, not even saying "thank you," and moved in the next day.

He even left a room for his mom and called her over every few days to stay.

Not coming back was just fine.

While he was away, I packed up all his things and placed them at the door, thinking of finding a time tomorrow to break up with him.

He hadn't lived here for long, but he had left quite a few things.

There were photography props, fitness equipment, and quite a few of his mom's clothes here.

It took me until midnight to finish packing up.

I looked at the empty second bedroom and felt an indescribable sense of relief.