How many loves can be relived in the story of a devoted CEO pursuing his wife?

"Alright, that's about enough for today. Let's have lunch together." Li Songze didn't give Lin Xuedong any chance to focus his attention. He responded calmly, cutting off their conversation.

Lin Xuedong paused for a moment, then quickly snapped out of his reverie, pursed his thin lips, and nodded slightly.

After the meeting ended, everyone gradually left their seats, agreeing to have lunch at the Regal Club.

"Ah Dong, wait a minute." Li Songze closed his laptop and called out to Lin Xuedong, who was walking out of the conference room with Zeng Ziyan.

The two turned around simultaneously. Lin Xuedong glanced at Li Songze, who seemed to have something to say, then looked down at Zeng Ziyan and said, "Ziyan, you and Uncle Zeng go to the restaurant first, I'll be there shortly."

Zeng Ziyan understood Li Songze's meaning, and Weiwei also felt that her current relationship with Lin Xuedong was somewhat awkward in the eyes of their group of brothers.

She smoothed her long, curly hair, looked up at Lin Xuedong, and smiled. "Okay, then I'll go first."

In the quiet, brightly lit conference room, two equally tall and imposing figures stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows. Their handsome faces bore different expressions.

Looking down from their vantage points at the towering skyscrapers of the new district, a forest of concrete and steel, they each held a cigarette between their fingers, white smoke billowing in the air, each lost in their own sorrowful thoughts.

Li Songze whipped Lin Xuedong harder than Lin Xuedong, and he seemed even more depressed than Lin Xuedong. His cold face remained tense and unyielding.

For what?

His mind was filled with the pain in the woman's eyes, which made his heart ache. He couldn't understand what was wrong with Lin Xuedong; dragging things out was painful for everyone.

He admitted that he was starting to get impatient.

He wanted to openly and honestly express his feelings for Liu Sisi and pursue her fairly and openly.

Unlike Lin Xuedong, he had many concerns and could openly love the one he loved, protect her, and not let her suffer any grievances.

"What's bothering you?" Lin Xuedong stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the table, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked at the man who seemed to have even more worries than himself, speaking with a faint smile.

Li Songze didn't look at him, leaning his buttocks against the table. His legs were stretched out in front of him, ankles crossed, and he looked down at the gleaming toes of his shoes.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled, calming his inner turmoil. Instead of answering, he asked, "What's bothering you now?"

"Heh, there's plenty more." Lin Xuedong chuckled, a hint of ambiguity flashing in his eyes.

"What exactly happened between you, Zeng Ziyan, and Sisi?" He asked directly, without beating around the bush.

That night, he came to pick Liu Sisi up, saying he would have a serious talk with her. But what happened?

He mentioned that his sweet date with Zeng Ziyan, which was exposed by the media, was exposed, and they were seen embracing intimately.

They openly displayed their affection during the meeting.

Does he really intend to have his cake and eat it too? How can that be?

Lin Xuedong looked up at the ceiling and sighed deeply. He had something important weighing on his mind, something he couldn't downplay, nor could he let outsiders know.

"...It's a long story."

Li Songze frowned, raising his eyes to stare at him. His voice was low, carrying a hint of doubt. "Two-timing?"

"No." Lin Xuedong denied it without even thinking, purely out of instinct.

His relationship with Zeng Ziyan was merely a facade; it was all pretense and flattery.

The purpose was to buy more time to implement the plan, eliminate the threat as soon as possible, and bring down the Zeng family.

However, agreeing to separate from Liu Sisi was also a strategic move. It was to protect her and prevent her from being drawn into these treacherous schemes.

In his heart and in his eyes, there was only that figure; he never forgot her.

He endured the pain of separation and the agony of longing. He was filled with remorse, and deep guilt gradually eroded his confidence, leaving him filled with trepidation.

He was afraid that Liu Sisi would not forgive him, and he was afraid that she would lose heart towards him.

However, he had no choice but to keep going.

Li Songze's cold face remained expressionless, his deep, dark eyes fixed on him. "So, you're giving up on Sisi?"

Lin Xuedong stared at the man whose face was as black as soot. This man, usually so aloof and never showing his emotions, was now unable to conceal his feelings. It was... rage!

He paused for a moment, his mind racing, trying to figure out what he meant.

"You...?" Could it be that he, like Xing Yi, felt indignant on Liu Sisi's behalf?

Come to think of it, he once swore to his childhood friends that he was serious about Liu Sisi. Now that things have turned out this way, it's no wonder they can't stand it.

But isn't Li Songze getting a little too excited?

Li Songze realized he was about to lose control, his thin lips pressed into a tight line, and he remained silent.

He stood up and walked over to Lin Xuedong. Hands in his pockets, he raised his chin and narrowed his eyes, seemingly trying to discern Lin's true emotions from the depths of his gaze.

Lin Xuedong took a deep breath, his heavy expression unwavering. "I've broken up with her."

Only Xiao and Xie Zhanming knew the truth. He didn't want to burden Liu Sisi with too much pressure.

Let's just give her some peace and let her quietly leave this messy circle.

Upon hearing this news, Li Songze's heart skipped a beat. His hands, hidden in his pockets, clenched into fists.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, a mixture of surprise and doubt, indignation, and heartache.

He felt pity and heartache for the young woman who had been ruthlessly abandoned by him.

He suppressed the complex emotions churning within him, his face remaining impassive, and asked in a calm voice, "What did you say?"

"I know you're all surprised. I'm a jerk, a scumbag. Right?" Lin Xuedong laughed, a forced laugh. His muscles were slightly stiff, his eyes were empty and lifeless, filled only with deep self-mockery and self-reproach.

Li Songze looked at the extremely dejected man before him; his earlier high spirits were gone. Only a man could understand such defeat and frustration.

It was the sorrow and helplessness of a broken heart.

Liu Sisi possessed an inherent stubbornness and resilience. He had long anticipated that she wouldn't be hypocritical and wouldn't accept being Lin Xuedong's shady woman.

So, his negotiations with Liu Sisi broke down?

"You really broke up? You're willing to hurt her like that?" He was still not convinced and had to confirm it again and again.

Lin Xuedong blinked, then sighed. He put his hand on Li's shoulder and said with a wry smile, "Old Li, stop picking on me. I'm focused solely on the project right now. Come drink with me sometime, and if we get drunk, we won't have to worry about anything. Let's go!"

The sentiments a man seeks are all contained in his wine glass.

Li Songze couldn't describe his feelings at that moment; he felt a slight sense of unease. However, more than anything, he was filled with anticipation.

His expression remained largely unchanged, his face still calm and composed. He stubbed out his cigarette and, as he followed Lin Xuedong out of the meeting room, earnestly advised, "Since there's no future, let's end it sooner rather than later, to avoid causing everyone unnecessary trouble. Take care of yourselves."

Lin Xuedong remained silent, a helpless smile playing on his lips, his expression unusually cold.

Liu Sisi, who had just finished a video conference, poured herself a glass of water in the kitchen. She tilted her head back and gulped it down, feeling heavy-hearted and unhappy.

A single image kept replaying in her mind: Lin Xuedong gently comforting Zeng Ziyan, "I'll be with you." Her heart felt like it had been struck by a stone; it was incredibly painful.

Hehe, she suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at herself for really asking for trouble.

She didn't know how much longer she could endure it. She was already so wronged that she hid herself away, refusing to look or know.

But things just kept coming at her, one wave after another.

On the phone on the table, there was still a message Lin Lan had sent in the middle of the night. Because she was preparing for the meeting, she hadn't checked it immediately.

It's been quite a while since she left S City, and the two of them have basically lost contact.

Liu Sisi put down her water glass, picked up her phone from the table, and opened WeChat.

"Sisi, what happened between you and my brother?"

Lin Lan's message was simple and direct, and included several screenshots. Those were all clipped from the internet; the original had long been deleted.

A marriage between two wealthy families, a perfect match, a match made in heaven...

Seeing those pictures and texts, Liu Sisi felt as if a hole had been pierced in her heart. A desolate scene, chilling in the wind, made her heart ache terribly.

She clutched her chest, repeatedly asking herself, "Why did it turn out like this? Where did things go wrong?"

She thought she could manage and ignore it. But she was too arrogant, and she couldn't stand it anymore.

This isn't a matter of belief or disbelief anymore; it's about being unable to tolerate it. That's the man she loves, her husband—why should he be taken away by someone else like this?!

How could she not feel anything when she had to watch him and other women being affectionate and inseparable?

That was the piercing pain of a thousand arrows, all disguised by my own affectation, and I was just trying my best to endure it.

Perhaps out of inferiority, she stubbornly refused to get entangled with them, so she avoided them. But now she realizes that if you take a step back, they will take a step forward.

Unless she completely breaks off her relationship with Lin Xuedong, this kind of psychological harassment will continue indefinitely.

At that moment, she panicked.

A voice inside me grew louder and louder, telling me that I had to be strong and protect my own marriage.

She has to take responsibility for her feelings and not let them wither and die.

But what should we do?

She paced back and forth in agitation, trying to calm herself down. She needed to sort out the whole situation again, starting from the root cause and dismantling it slowly.

Liu Sisi sat down again and laid out every single thing on the white paper spread out on the table.

Lin Xuedong was forced into an engagement with Zeng Ziyan because he was drugged at the hotel. It was also due to a project's marketing campaign and Xie Xue's strong opposition.

If it was about drugging her, Lin Xuedong had already explained it to her. She wouldn't dwell on it anymore, lest she fall into Zeng Ziyan's trap and be provoked.

If it were simply to generate buzz for the project, given Lin Xuedong's intelligence and business acumen, coupled with the successful signing of contracts with four major companies, he wouldn't stoop to enduring the pain of separation just to create hype.

If it was because of Xie Xue's opposition, it seems even less plausible. He has never taken his family's opinions or objections seriously.

Didn't he say himself that he can make his own decisions?

As for herself, she could simply throw that 3 million check back at them. After all, she only accepted it out of spite.

Looking back now, he didn't need to ruin his happiness and love for this.

So, what exactly made Lin Xuedong make such a huge sacrifice and embark on this fake engagement?

He once mentioned starting things wrong and the problem of insufficient funds. So, what exactly did he mean by starting things wrong?

As for a financial solution, she didn't believe that getting engaged to Zeng Ziyan was the only way.

Liu Sisi gradually tightened her grip on the pen, her knuckles turning white, but she still had no clue.

Frustrated, she threw down her pen, rested her forehead on her hands, closed her eyes, and pondered deeply.

Lin Xuedong didn't explain his so-called plan, only pleading with her to believe him and wait for him. Had he really gotten himself into serious trouble?

When he was burdened with worries, his eyes filled with struggle and pain, she was not there to stand by him and face it together.

Instead, I cowardly ran away, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of shame and regret.

Thinking of this, she felt a lump in her throat, and her clear, bright eyes welled up with tears.

At this moment, she missed him terribly and felt heartbroken for him.

She picked up her phone, her finger tracing Lin Xuedong's number. Her heart pounded; she wanted to call him, but feared an awkward silence. She wanted to text him, but worried about being discovered.

so tangled.

Finally, Liu Sisi slumped back in her chair, staring blankly at the ceiling. She hated this version of herself—indecisive, timid, and weak.

He's probably busy right now, maybe at a business lunch, or maybe he's working on his relationship with Zeng Ziyan. She put her phone back on the table and sighed deeply.

I'd better not go and upset him. It might be more appropriate to talk to him tonight.