Aren't I your favorite?

Wen Man went upstairs.

As she reached the second floor, she couldn't help but look downstairs again.

Huoshao Ting's car was still parked there, the luxurious gold-colored European car contrasting sharply with the old residential area. This place was not where someone like Huoshao Ting should be.

Wen Man thought, Lawyer Huo should be appearing at a celebrity cocktail party.

Everything that happened tonight was like a ripple in her life, something to be forgotten after a night's sleep.

Wen Man dared not look again and hurried upstairs.

Huoshao Ting watched as the lights on the top floor lit up before finally driving away. Little did he know, a black sports car was parked nearby in the shadows, its owner having waited downstairs for over two hours.

For however long Huoshao Ting and Wen Man had embraced in the car, Gu Changqing had been waiting downstairs! Clad in black, he stepped out of the car, the black vehicle and his attire accentuating his fair, handsome face. Leaning lightly against the car, he lit a cigarette.

Thin wisps of smoke wafted out, only to be swiftly torn apart by the dark night. He chuckled disdainfully.

Ha! In such a short time, Wen Man had fallen for Huoshao Ting? Wasn't she most fond of him, Gu Changqing?

Gu Changqing stared at the lights upstairs and made a call. "You can take action now!"

After giving the order, he hung up the phone and smirked coldly. "Wen Man, such a result is caused by yourself!"

Wen Man didn't turn on the lights until she got home, and Ruan Yi came out of the bedroom wearing pajamas. "Why so late?" Ruan Yi's tone carried a hint of reproach.

Wen Man poured herself a glass of cold water, bit her lip, and decided not to say anything. "Missed the last bus, got delayed."

Ruan Yi looked at her for a while. "I'll heat up some supper for you."

Wen Man felt that Ruan Yi knew something, but she didn't want to explain. After all, there was nothing between her and Huoshao Ting, and there wouldn't be any future.

About five minutes later, Ruan Yi brought out a bowl of noodles and placed it on the small dining table, asking Wen Man to come over and eat. Wen Man was indeed hungry and said softly, "Thank you, Aunt Ruan."

Aunt Ruan sat across from her, propping her chin up and looking at her. Wen Man felt uncomfortable under her gaze. "What's wrong, Aunt Ruan?" she asked, and aunt Ruan seemed to have been holding something in for a long time.

"Was it that lawyer surnamed Huo who sent you back? Do you... have any dealings with him?"

Wen Man hummed in response. "Just normal interactions. We probably won't meet again in the future." Aunt Ruan seemed somewhat disappointed.

On one hand, it was for Wen Boyan's sake, and on the other hand, it was for Wen Man's sake.

Wen Man had fed Gu Changqing's ambition for four years of her life. In her heart, she really hoped Wen Man would find a man better than Gu Changqing.

But unfortunately...

Wen Man understood Aunt Ruan thoughts. She gently squeezed her hand and said, "Auntie, you forgot. Lawyer Huo and Gu Changqing are relatives. I dare not even think about it."

Aunt Ruan sighed softly, and then said, "But you can't go out without eating! You still smell of smoke..."

Wen Man was drinking water and choked! She felt incredibly embarrassed.

Back in her room, Wen Man took a shower and lay on the bed. She couldn't fall asleep and was lost in thought. She thought about Auntie attitude; She seemed to have accepted the outcome of her father's two-year sentence.

Wen Man felt a little sad.

She had thought about getting revenge on Gu Changqing, but she knew she couldn't shake him in the slightest. Besides, she had to take care of Aunt Ruan, who had never suffered in her life...

Wen Man tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

At four in the morning, her phone suddenly rang.

She thought it was a spam message and was about to delete it when she froze.

It was a WeChat message from Huoshao Ting.

[Are you asleep?]

He also attached a photo, probably taken on the terrace of his upscale apartment, overlooking the bustling streets of city B at night. There was a goblet on the railing, its transparent body reflecting the night lights, shimmering and radiant.