“This is obvious. Sacrificing A-Wan is the inevitable but least damaging decision. I did it for everyone's good, but they all misunderstood me!” Xiang Jianguo was so angry his face turned red, he pick...Ye Zehan listened, and then took the phone.

When he saw the news above, his brows couldn't help but furrow.

"This group of unscrupulous media outlets just loves to make a big fuss out of nothing." he reminded coldly.

向晚 looked at him, the remorse in her eyes growing deeper, “I’m sorry, I really didn’t know it would be like this. As a public figure, if this kind of scandal were to be exposed, it would definitely be detrimental to you.”

After thinking for a moment, she continued, "I'll call the PR department right now and have them immediately suppress the news."

Saying that, she took out her phone and was about to dial.

Just then, Ye Zehan suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping her. "No need, I'm fine. After all, I've been developing abroad before and haven't shown my face in China. It's you now, with all the online comments criticizing you."

向晚 lowered her head, but seemed rather silent.

"What's wrong"

"Actually, I'm used to it. A few years ago, these internet users started criticizing me online. They said I was unlucky and that I had bad luck—first, I lost my child, and now my husband has passed away."

Ye Zehan listened quietly to her words, a touch of sympathy flashing in his eyes.

"At first, I was really miserable and couldn't accept this fact. So I spent every day immersed in pain. But even then, it wouldn't make them scold me any less."

They even bring bricks to smash the windows at our house and make a scene with the Shi Group, but they only do it for a while. Once some other news pops up online, they'll move on to that instead.

Listening to Xiang Wan's words, Ye Zehan felt a surge of anger in his chest, and his voice became raspy. "You can't continue to allow them to hurt you."

"Doing this will only embolden them!"

He couldn't imagine how heartless those internet users could be, attacking a woman who was divorced and had children with such vicious language.

To be born human, how could one be so depraved.

"I... I'm used to it." Xiang Wan lowered her head.

Ye Zehan moved closer to her, hesitated for a moment, then placed his hand on her shoulder and said seriously, "Don't get used to this. Since those people online say you've found a new lover, let them see who your man is."

Towards the end, she looked up at him, a look of astonishment flashing in her eyes.

What does this mean

Could it be... he's going to act along with me again

向晚 pursed her lips, she was just about to open her mouth to ask something when suddenly Ye Zehan's phone rang.

Towards the evening, she lowered her gaze and unconsciously glanced at his phone.

It's Milan.

Ye Zehan took his phone and walked to the other side, answering it.

向晚 was still sitting on the sofa, her fingers clenched nervously together, a sense of foreboding in her heart.

Soon, Ye Zehan hung up the phone and walked over, looking at her apologetically. “I'm sorry, Milan said she was injured while chopping vegetables. She just came back from abroad and doesn't have any relatives or friends around here, so I have to go help her.”

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan's good mood instantly plummeted to the bottom.

It was clear to her that Ye Zehan was very eager.

But he is clearly her own husband, now he's going to see another woman, has he ever thought about how she feels It must be so upsetting!

Towards him, Xiang Wan looked over, her voice carrying a hint of raspiness, "Zehan, you don't have to go, do you"

Her voice held a pleading tone.

She still harbored a glimmer of hope, perhaps Ye Zehan would stay because of this. Wouldn't he go

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Ye Zehan looked at her, his eyes complex, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking, "I'm sorry, I have to go."

His voice turned cold as well, leaving almost no room for negotiation. "I'm sorry, I have to go. I can't leave her alone."

Hearing his words, the glimmer of hope in Xiang Wan's heart shattered instantly.

She wryly smiled, it was also true, who was she to ask Ye Zehan to give so much for her.

After all, Milan was his true girlfriend at this time.

"It's okay." Xiang Wan took a deep breath, forcing down the pang in her chest, and smiled. "Go ahead and get to work. I won't stop you."

Ye Zehan saw the flicker of emotion in her eyes, and a pang of reluctance surfaced in his own.

Then, he walked up to Yue's face, gently stroking her cheek and leaning in close to her ear to whisper, "Hold a press conference tomorrow. I'll be there."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the suit jacket from the sofa and left.

"..."

Sipping still stood rooted in place, she watched Ye Zehan's departing figure, a tinge of pain flashing in her eyes.

But deep down, she felt a sense of joy.

At the very least, he wanted to attend the press conference and help her truly resolve those problems.

This is enough.

……

Ye Zehan arrived at the hotel and knocked on the door.

The person at the door seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When they heard the doorbell, they immediately opened the door.

"Zehan!" Milan rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly, and said with joy, "You're finally here, I was so scared being alone."

Ye Zehan originally wanted to push her away, but when he lowered his gaze and saw the blood still dripping from her hand, his brows furrowed slightly.

"How did it get like this"

"I…" Milan bit her lip, her voice choked with grievance, "It wasn't even for you to make the roast chicken, I cut my hand, but it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Don't be reckless!" Ye Zehan hissed at her, his voice low. "You're seriously injured, how can you not even know to bandage it"

Milan saw the worry in his eyes and her heart blossomed. Her voice was tinged with a hint of defiance, "It's not that you wouldn't come back, is it I wouldn't care about my health. If you don't come back, I won't go to the doctor."

"Milan." Ye Zehan's brows jumped heavily. "Don't be childish, I hate it when people threaten me with their bodies."

Milan also saw that he was truly unhappy, and didn't dare to continue being arrogant. He pitifully cried out, "Zehan, it really hurts, don't you have any sympathy for me"

"...."

Ye Zehan was helpless.

He could only pull Milan into the room, “I’ll bandage you up first.”

He borrowed a first-aid kit from the waiter and gave Milan a simple bandage. Seeing that it wasn't bleeding, he patiently reminded him, "Don't get your wound wet these few days and rest well."ou've already repaid her debt""I know what I'm doing." Feng Mu pursed his thin lips, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. "Shan Shan's condition is very bad, I've already been looking for a suitable bo...