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

A black Jeep was parked in front of the detention hospital.

As soon as Li Songze stepped out of the glass door, he caught a glimpse of Wen Nanguo sitting in the back seat.

He then opened the car door and got in.

At the same time, he heard Wen Nanguo instruct the driver: "Go to the West City Prison."

Li Songze's lips curled up in a slight, self-deprecating smile as he said, "Why is everyone saying they want to see me today?"

Wen Nanguo shrugged, his face showing an "I'll know when I get there" expression, and said, "These two women are in cahoots."

The Jeep was driving at a constant speed on the road.

Li Songze leaned back in his seat, gazing out the window.

As the city scenery gradually receded into the distance, his gaze began to wander, as if he were deep in thought.

"This time... I really feel sorry for that kid, Ah Dong."

Wen Nanguo broke the silence, sighing, "If it weren't for the old leader helping to smooth things over in Kyoto, we probably wouldn't have been able to bring down Chen Shengfeng and the forces colluding behind them so quickly."

Seeing that Li Songze lowered his eyes and did not respond.

Wen Nanguo sighed silently, "Old Li, it's time for you to let go."

Li Songze frowned slightly, and the knuckles of his fingers resting on his thigh curled up slightly.

"He and Sisi can't live without each other."

My heart contracted slightly, and a sour feeling welled up inside me.

The discomfort was indescribable, yet different from real pain. It was more like a deep sense of loss and helplessness, making Li Songze feel helpless and lonely.

Each heartbeat was accompanied by a stinging pain, a subtle reminder of the heartache and reluctance hidden deep within him.

At this moment, the wildflowers by the roadside swayed gently in the wind, as if they too felt helpless about this heavy mood.

Li Songze pursed his lips, habitually took out his cigarette case, and lit one for himself with a click.

The car window was lowered.

He brought the cigarette to his lips, and soon the pungent aroma filled his lungs. It seemed that only that slightly choking sensation could slowly dispel the tangled thoughts in his mind.

He recalled the day he first met Liu Sisi. She stood gracefully, like a white lotus blooming in a summer pond, beautiful and charming, and unintentionally stumbled into his heart.

From then on, his gaze would always unconsciously follow her figure. Every smile and frown of hers was like a soft thread, easily tugging at his heartstrings.

However, fate always plays such tricks on people.

Amidst the ambiguous and complicated relationship between her and Lin Xuedong, he himself unknowingly became deeply entangled in it.

His love for Liu Sisi was like a surging tide constantly crashing against the shore of his heart, yet he could never find an outlet.

However, no matter how many obstacles they encountered, nothing could shake their unwavering commitment.

Liu Sisi ultimately made the firm choice to choose Lin Xuedong.

All that was left for him was endless loneliness and sorrow.

That pain was deep in my heart, penetrating to my very bones, yet I could not express it.

"What else?" The wind dispersed the smoke, and Li Songze gave a faint, bitter laugh.

Seeing his gloomy appearance, Wen Nanguo raised an eyebrow. He couldn't help but punch his shoulder lightly, with enough force to pull him out of the mud.

"Come on, Lao Li, it's just women, right? Don't worry, your sister-in-law is here to take care of things. We can arrange a whole carload by the weekend."

Li Songze frowned and glanced at Wen Nanguo. "Not interested."

"You're always... sigh, is it really necessary?" Wen Nanguo looked at him with a disappointed expression, his eyes wide open, practically screaming "disdain" on his face.

However, Li Songze did not respond to this, and continued to smoke in silence.

"Don't keep being so obsessed. You're just making yourself suffer. You should find a good girl, get married, and have a few kids. Then your mindset will naturally stabilize!" Wen Nanguo really couldn't understand Li Songze's crazy thoughts. He was tempted to crack open Li Songze's head and see what he was thinking. He kept shaking his head as he spoke.

There are so many good girls in the world, why insist on falling head over heels for his brother's woman? How can that be right?

Now that the couple has reconciled, it would be really unreasonable for him not to extricate himself from this foolish affair.

Are you looking for trouble?

Li Songze continued to smoke his cigarette, oblivious to everything else.

Each puff of smoke seemed to release the love he had suppressed for Liu Sisi for so long, along with the pain of unrequited love, all with the drifting smoke, yet he could only swallow it back down helplessly.

The scenery outside the car window kept flashing by, and the white smoke he exhaled slowly dissipated in front of him, gradually revealing the deep loneliness and melancholy in his eyes.

He knew very well that true affection was never about deliberately disturbing someone.

In the days to come, he only intended to help Liu Sisi to the best of his ability, and he would appear by her side without hesitation whenever she needed him.

For him, that was enough.

"Let's have a meal together at the old house in the courtyard on the 3rd of next month."

Upon hearing this, Wen Nanguo looked completely puzzled, his brows furrowing slightly as he posed a large question mark: "?"

"Bring the kids and your sister-in-law along."

Wen Nanguo was even more bewildered, his eyes wide open. He couldn't help but open his mouth and ask, "What's so special about this? The whole household was invited?"

But Li Songze only glanced at him indifferently, and then put on that sullen look again, leaving Wen Nanguo feeling incredibly frustrated.

Li Songze has always been a man of few words and impervious to reason; no one can force him to do anything.

Sigh, matters of the heart really can't be forced.

After a long and puzzling journey, the car finally stopped in front of the tall and imposing West City Prison.

"We've arrived." The driver's voice broke the silence inside the car.

Li Songze slowly stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette before opening the car door.

Squeak!

The cold, heavy iron door slowly opened, the dull sound particularly abrupt in the silent environment.

Through the transparent explosion-proof glass, Zeng Ziyan was slowly walking over, limping along.

Her steps were slow and labored, each one seemingly carrying the pain left from that frantic chase.

Because of that incident, she not only became lame, but her face was also disfigured.

Now she has a short buzz cut, her face looks withered, and the scratch on her forehead is still clearly visible, like a hideous scar emphasizing her past madness.

Li Songze's gaze, expressionless, swept over the woman who had already sat down, through the glass window. "What did you want to say to me?"

Zeng Ziyan's hands, hanging below the table, were tightly clenched together. The heavy shackles clanged loudly from time to time, amplifying her current dejection and resentment.

She looked up and stared intently at the man in front of her.

He had deeply sculpted features, and his brows always exuded a mysterious and cold aura, making it clear to anyone who saw him that he was not someone to be trifled with.

But it was him who repeatedly interfered, disrupting their plans completely.

During that incident at the mountain resort, he actually used Ren Anran and Du Zhentao to switch the bodies and rescue Liu Sisi right under their noses.

And the time he was trapped in the elevator, he was even more anxious than the firefighters, and jumped directly down from the pried-open elevator door.

On that rainy night a month ago, they had clearly cornered the bodyguards that Liu Sisi and Lin Xuedong had arranged to follow them. If it weren't for his intervention, Liu Sisi would have been dead!

Why? Why can't the people who deserve to die die?

They exhausted all their resources, only to end up in such a tragic situation, losing everything!

Therefore, she hated it!

I hate them all!

"Li Songze, in the end, what did you gain?" Zeng Ziyan's eyes burned with raging anger, and the muscles on her face twitched slightly with rage.