He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

Yu Chengfeng nodded knowingly, "Then I'll be going now."

Once everyone else had left, Jiang Yanhui's fingers twitched slightly. Seeing that the words in the handwritten letter were still glowing, he felt increasingly agitated.

He finally reached the corner of the corridor, took out a cigarette from his pants pocket, lit it with a lighter, and slowly took a drag, exhaling clouds of smoke.

But when he looked down, he noticed the bloodstains on his fingers.

His hand trembled slightly as he recalled the scene he witnessed when he stormed into the factory, and he felt a sharp pain and anger in his heart.

It felt like being scratched by a tiger's claws; I just wanted to chop those three people up!

He never imagined that in less than two months, she would have quietly and gradually seeped into his heart.

Like being poisoned, he didn't know how deeply he was affected, but he knew that when he realized she might really have been kidnapped, he felt a panic he had never experienced before.

panic?

Such adjectives are really not suitable for a man like him, are they?

He experienced family upheavals when he was a teenager.

In his teens, he began to confront the fact that his mother was a living dead person with no consciousness.

In his teens, he began to engage in open and covert struggles with his closest brothers.

As a teenager, he had to watch his father constantly change women around him, but never even glance at his mother.

He was already tired of the people and things around him, and felt that so-called love was simply a joke.

Who doesn't forget their love in the blink of an eye, find new love, and change their affections frequently?

He reached out and flicked the ash from his cigarette.

Thinking back to his feelings for Caiyi, he truly felt that he was very serious about Yu Caiyi back then.

But then something unexpected happened.

He thought he would never be this serious again in his life.

But he never imagined that his so-called seriousness, when he looked back at this moment, was nothing compared to the greatness of the matter.

Ye Siyi's appearance gave him a very special feeling.

However, no one knew that her first time with him was not actually an accident.

He raised his hand, took a deep drag on his cigarette. The pungent smoke had already numbed his sense of taste, and he allowed himself to indulge in the flavor. His eyes narrowed slightly, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

The first time I met her, that night, it wasn't really a coincidence.

He never told anyone that when she was drunk that night, she bumped into him when she came out of the bathroom. She grabbed his clothes, looked up, squinted, and smiled at him unconsciously, and mumbled "I'm sorry" to him.

Her breath reeked of alcohol, yet carried a unique fragrance that gave one an indescribable sense of comfort.

In that world of extravagance and debauchery, at that glance, he felt as if he had seen a pure jasmine flower.

She wore no makeup and wasn't particularly beautiful.

But when she tilted her head back and smiled brightly at me, it was almost dazzling.

She has a pair of exceptionally beautiful and captivating eyes, which, even when drunk, carry a hint of unspoken longing.

He didn't say "it's okay," but a beautiful woman followed behind him, sweetly saying she would keep him company that night, and then she staggered away.

He didn't know why, but that night he suddenly lost interest and gave his female companion some money to get rid of her.

He never expected that when he left the bar, he would run into her again. She was squatting by his car door, holding her forehead with one hand, vomiting violently.

He has always had a slight obsession with cleanliness and hates it when others soil his personal belongings. However, he never expected that when he saw her vomiting like that, with some stains even splattering onto his car, he would not feel disgusted at all.

A slow smile curved his lips, and he felt his heart flutter. He strolled over, stood beside her, and looked down at her.

That was the first thing he said to her, “Miss, you’ve dirtied my car.”

She was very drunk and seemed not to hear what he said.

Women had always revolved around him, but at that time he didn't notice that he hadn't received a response from her for a long time. He reached up and pulled up his pants, then squatted down in front of her.

He reached out and lifted her chin almost uncontrollably, not even noticing the smudges still on her lips, and simply asked, "Miss, where are your friends?"

She still didn't react, her hazy, drunken eyes staring blankly at him. Finally, as if remembering something, she gave him a sweet smile again, and her hands reached out and wrapped around his neck.

He still clearly remembered his reaction at the time; he froze, and she had already snuggled into his arms. Although she smelled strongly of alcohol, she was like a cat, lazy and limp, her pale hands clutching his collar as she whimpered, "...I want to sleep, I'm so tired...I don't want to drink anymore...I want to sleep..."

go to bed?

At the time, he genuinely felt that this woman might be playing hard to get with him.

After all, there are countless women in City A who want to get into his bed.

However, he also admitted at the time that he was very sexually attracted to her.

Since it's offered to him, he never has a reason to refuse, right?

He raised an eyebrow, complied with her request, and generously helped her into his car. He stepped on the gas and drove straight to the hotel suite.

I later realized that I had misread it.

This was her first time.

Its awkwardness was almost endearing.

In bed, it's always the woman who tries her best to please him, but this time he tried his best to relieve her pain and also tried to please her.

That night, he tirelessly tormented her several times, each time making her moan and faint. He felt that her body was exceptionally soft yet firm, and she had a sweet fragrance. Her clean and simple face made him very fond of her.

What he didn't expect was that when she woke up the next day, she found them naked together, and after the initial panic, she actually said those kinds of things.

"It was just an accident. I hope you can forget about it soon. I drank too much last night."

He was genuinely quite surprised.

But even more unexpected things happened one after another.

I originally thought it would just be a very ordinary one-night stand.

But after the investigation, it was discovered that she was actually Ye Zhenghao's sister, and a lawyer. Of course, most importantly, she was actually Guan Fengru's daughter.

Perhaps it was fate playing a joke on him, because he kept running into her after that—a car accident, a courtroom confrontation, and then the matter of Lin Piaoyun's younger brother, Lin Qizheng…

She possessed a powerful aura that made her impossible to ignore. He didn't know when it started, but he found himself unable to take his eyes off her, yet every time she saw him, her brows furrowed with rejection and disgust.

There's still some connection, isn't there? Every woman Jiang Yan wanted, they all obediently offered their hearts. Only with her could he sense that he truly disdained her.

Therefore, the more unattainable something is, the more one desires it.

Or perhaps, he simply wanted to fully savor all the pleasure she brought him and that completely different feeling. She had said to Jiang Yanhui more than once, "Aren't you bored?"

Perhaps she truly didn't know that he was indeed very lonely and bored, so bored that he would feel restless if he didn't tease her for a day.

In fact, he never intended to use her to get revenge on Guan Fengru. At most, he was just going with the flow. Knowing everything, he did intentionally try to get close to her at the beginning.

However, he also knew that the old man had far too many women around him, and even if it wasn't Guan Fengru, there were others. So, gradually, he had long since stopped thinking about this aspect of the relationship.

However, he knew at that time that the clever girl would eventually find out what her mother was doing, but he didn't expect that she would find out so quickly.

When she came to him, he naturally made the request to make her his woman, but he didn't expect this little wildcat to have so many conditions, even asking him to sign some ridiculous contract.

He hated signing those kinds of things the most, so he naturally refused, and also let her know that she was already his woman!

In fact, he always knew that as long as Jiang Yan really wanted it, she would definitely be his, whether by force or by coaxing and deceiving.

At that time, he didn't think about anything else. He just felt that this interesting woman made his life less boring, so he indulged himself in debauchery.

But the closer he got to her, the more he felt things were getting out of control. Little by little, things developed, and now he found himself unable to control his own destiny.

Actually, back on his birthday, he went to the trial, and then, despite her objections, insisted on taking her with him to see the giant rubber duck.

He already knew that he treated her very differently.

He thought about hitting the brakes then, but he couldn't resist. That little wildcat would always tempt him unintentionally, making him gradually become intoxicated.

Now, it's probably too late to step on it.

The cigarette between his fingers had burned to the end, and the scarlet light burned his fingers, the scorching temperature making him suddenly realize what was happening.

Jiang Yan frowned subconsciously and threw the cigarette butt in her hand into the trash can. She had just taken out another cigarette and put it in her mouth, but before she could light it, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out and a doctor came out.

He reached out and broke the cigarette in half, then threw it into the trash can. He strode over to the front, where the dean of the institute was leading the way. Upon seeing Jiang Yan, the dean quickly removed his mask and said, "Young Master Yan."