After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

Ye Yingying's blood continued to drip, and her face grew paler and paler.

The bodyguard finally couldn't bear to watch any longer. He bent down and asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong with your wound?"

After all, he couldn't bear the responsibility if something really happened to Ye Yingying.

Ye Yingying bit her increasingly pale lips, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out two words, "Don't worry about it."

Upon hearing her response, the bodyguard returned to his original position.

Shen Yao coldly looked at Ye Yingying, who was struggling to hold on, scoffed, and pushed her away.

"I'm going to make dinner now, you all wait outside." As she was about to close the door, a large, dark hand blocked it.

Shen Yao looked up and saw Ye Yingying's bodyguard holding the door shut for her.

"Let go," Shen Yao said to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard remained unmoved, his fierce and determined gaze telling Shen Yao that he would not let her close the door.

Shen Yao was a little hungry and didn't want to continue the standoff with the bodyguard, so she turned around and made herself some instant noodles.

Amidst the bodyguard's constant swallowing and Ye Yingying's disapproving glances, Shen Yao enjoyed the air conditioning, ate delicious instant noodles, and binge-watched a TV series.

"Yingying!" Just as Shen Yao finished the last bite of her instant noodles, Gu Tianyou's familiar voice came from the doorway.

Shen Yao's hand holding the instant noodle bowl stiffened slightly.

"Brother Tianyou, you're finally here, I..." Ye Yingying fell into Gu Tianyou's arms halfway through her sentence.

Seeing the glaring wound on Ye Yingying's fair arm, Gu Tianyou turned his head and glared at Shen Yao, "Why do you keep hurting Yingying? She's already like this!"

Shen Yao stood up, forcing back the pain of being distrusted again, and walked up to Gu Tianyou.

"Whether in the past or now, I have never hurt Ye Yingying. Why don't you believe me?"

"Believe you? Impossible!" Gu Tianyou interrupted Shen Yao sharply. "Yingying has always been afraid of pain; she'll cry for a long time even if she gets a tiny scratch. Are you trying to tell me she cut her own hand to frame you?"

"Hmph, you've finally gotten smart for once. She deliberately cut her own hand to frame me."

"Shen Yao, how could you be so vicious?"

"Am I evil?"

Shen Yao took a deep breath, trying to maintain her last shred of rationality.

From age 6 to 26, 20 years have passed. Even without romantic love, there is still familial affection.

Gu Tianyou never believed her explanations.

Ye Yingying fell into Gu Tianyou's arms, slowly opened her eyes, and gave Shen Yao a sinister smile.

Shen Yao stood at the door, looking straight at Ye Yingying, and then she smiled with relief.

In the past, she would have cried and complained about why Gu Tianyou never believed in her.

Now she feels that since she can't change someone's prejudice against her, she might as well let the prejudice stand.

Having considered this idea, Shen Yao raised her hand, and a bright red handprint was still left on Ye Yingying's face.

"Snap!" A crisp sound echoed in the corridor and the room.

It was as if a pause button had been pressed; the air was so still that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Ye Yingying covered her throbbing left cheek in shock, but just a few seconds later, a twisted smile appeared in her eyes.

"Yaoyao, it's okay if you hit me, as long as you calm down. I know Tianyou is good to me, and I understand you're upset. It's okay..."

"Yingying, you don't have to be so submissive." Gu Tianyou frowned as he looked at the handprint on Ye Yingying's face, then glared at Shen Yao. "I haven't taught you a lesson in a long time, so you've become more and more arrogant, haven't you?"