Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Shi Guang glared at Lu Yanchen fiercely before turning around and striding off. Lu Yanchen did not follow her, letting her grab a ride back on her own—he had something more important to do.

There was a gleaming red sports car parked under the lush, green pine tree nearby. With a patch of shrubs in between, it did well to conceal the person hidden within, and was practically unnoticeable.

But for this man who was military trained, his astute senses had already given him an idea of who the person within it was.

When Shi Guang had asked him what was wrong earlier on, he had already spotted Yang Sitong within the car.

He marched over.

Looking at Lu Yanchen advancing toward her, Yang Sidan’s menacing expression within the car soon turned into one of fluster and panic. Not wanting to have Lu Yanchen spot her, she sprawled over her steering wheel entirely.

She had initially waited outside the swimming hall, wanting to check on Xu Zixian’s status. At the end of the day, murder was a terrible crime. No matter how infuriated she was, she did not want Xu Zixian to die. After all, the swimming hall was a public place where people streamed about everywhere. If she were to really die, the authorities would definitely be led to her eventually.

As long as Xu Zixian was fine, she would be fine. Given Xu Zixian’s background, she would definitely not dare to tell the police who the person who had pushed her down the stairs was.

But unexpectedly, she caught sight of Lu Yanchen leaving with Shi Guang.

For some unknown reason, she found herself following them as though she was possessed. And with that, she caught them entering the Ministry of Civil Affairs.

A young couple entering the Ministry of Civil Affairs? What else could they do? The answer was obvious!

She was caught in disbelief as her eyes widened up, the capillaries in her eyes filling with so much blood they were about to burst. Her mind started buzzing out as her fingers quivered uncontrollably… Every single thump of her heart felt as though a knife was plunging its way deep inside!

Married… To think that they would get married today!

Tears started streaming down her cheeks rapidly.

She bit down on her lips harshly, commanding herself not to cry. Yet, her tears still chose to flow wantonly in complete disregard to her wishes.

Other than pain, she felt a sense of unrest and fear.

No matter how hard she had tried, Lu Yanchen was still insistent on marrying Shi Guang. If that were the case, what would happen if he were to know about Shi Guang’s sister, Mo Feifei…?

She clenched down hard on her teeth and tried her best to bury every single bit of fluster and panic she had in her heart while her mind flashed out with endless emotions. It was only after a long time that she had finally regained some sense of composure.

There were things that couldn’t be stopped after they were embarked upon…

Even if she had done wrong, she could only continue down that same path of wrongdoing. Otherwise, the only thing awaiting her would be the abysses of Hell.

Before long, she saw Lu Yanchen and Shi Guang coming forth from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, chatting in soft tones.

He bore with him a tenderness on his face that she had never ever seen before.

Suddenly, he pushed Shi Guang against a tree and kissed her passionately.

Seeing that, Yang Sitong felt as though her entire heart was being shredded while every single blood vessel of hers was about to erupt forth. Overwhelmed by everything, she found herself pounding her fists onto her steering wheel and screaming out in a maniacal outcry.

Why was it not her? WHY? WHY DID LU YANCHEN JUST REFUSE TO LOVE HER?

Just what was it about her that was so bad?

She had clearly known him before Shi Guang did, and had even saved him… Her nails were digging so deep into her scalp that there were red patches emerging there.

Just what in the world did she have to do to have Lu Yanchen love her?

After sprawling for a long time, Yang Sidan garnered that Lu Yanchen must have left by then.

She slowly raised her head to face an icy cold Lu Yanchen that was standing before her, carrying that trademark expressionless face of his.

Her heart clenched up—so, he already knew that she was here from the start, hence the reason why he had even walked over.

After all these years, there were only a miserably few times that he had come seeking her on his own accord. And yet, each time he did so, it was only to clear every single bit of connection he had with her, causing every single bit of initial happiness she might have felt to disappear into a deep-rooted sense of fear.