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

Zeng Ziyan composed herself slightly, then looked aggrieved and pouted, saying, "You're one to talk! I'm so unlucky. Lin Lan has gone crazy and bullied me terribly."

Lin Xuedong glanced at her, his brows furrowing slightly.

His patience was wearing thin. He gritted his teeth and forced out a question: "What exactly happened?"

Zeng Ziyan was taken aback by his coldness and said timidly, "That night, I went to bring you clothes. When I entered the room, I saw that you were already resting in bed. I thought you were drunk again, so I went over to check with you. But then you suddenly sat up and threw up all over me. So I used your bathroom to clean up a bit and was about to leave when Lin Lan pretended to be a housekeeper and said she had something to bring in."

Lin Xuedong's headache grew as he listened, his face darkened, and he remained silent.

“When she came in, she was wearing a housekeeper's uniform.” Zeng Ziyan took a deep breath and continued, “She said she was bringing in hangover tea for Meiyuan, and specifically said she was giving it to me. I was wondering how Meiyuan knew you were drunk. What's even more puzzling is that Meiyuan had absolutely no connection with her. Later, she heard you making noise in the inner room, and then she started to cause trouble. Maybe it was because I was wearing a bathrobe that she misunderstood. I tried to explain, but she reacted very strongly and attacked me for no reason. In the end, I was knocked unconscious, and when I woke up, I found myself locked in the bathroom. I was trapped there all night until the housekeeper came in to clean the next day.”

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and she choked back tears as she complained, "Brother Xue Dong, look how wronged I am! If I hadn't been unable to find you when I was released, and if I hadn't considered the relationship between our two families, I would have called the police immediately. Why is Lin Lan so arrogant? This is a personal attack and illegal confinement."

Zeng Ziyan spoke through gritted teeth, her words penetrating and poignant, tears streaming down her face. Lin Xuedong, in frustration, ripped off his tie and roughly unbuttoned his collar, as if only in this way could he alleviate the suffocating discomfort.

"Brother Xue Dong, will you stand up for me? Where has Lin Lan been these past few days? I can confront her face to face!" With the confidence Chen Meiyuan gave her, Zeng Ziyan became even more into the role. She asked excitedly, panting.

"Ziyan!" Lin Xuedong called out softly, staring intently at her, his heart pounding with excitement.

It was as if all the turmoil and pressure had suddenly poured down on him from all directions. He frowned, agonizing for a long time. It concerned the reputation of the Lin family, and he couldn't afford to offend Zeng Ziyan for the time being.

After a moment of hesitation, he organized his thoughts and said to her in an extremely reserved tone, "Ziyan, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. Lanlan has gone on a trip abroad. I will give you an explanation when she returns."

"Hmph, she's probably hiding because she feels guilty, isn't she?" Zeng Ziyan sneered, not letting the matter rest.

“Ziyan, before the matter is investigated, please remain silent for the sake of both of our reputations. Perhaps it’s just a misunderstanding. If it’s Lanlan’s fault, I will have her apologize to you.” Lin Xuedong looked at her expressionlessly, his gaze icy, his tone carrying a hint of coercion.

He narrowed his eyes, his aura powerful. "Did you understand?"

Zeng Ziyan suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. He was who he was, and he made her willingly submit to him, regardless of his mood.

"Okay, I understand." She felt that she was already humble enough in front of Lin Xuedong; how could a socialite like her be so subservient?

Lin Xuedong snorted coldly, his gaze sharp and icy. "I will not allow this matter to be leaked to anyone!"

“Okay, but you promised to stand up for me.” Zeng Ziyan forced out a smile that was more like a grimace, but her eyes held a sinister and treacherous glint.

In the afternoon, Lin Xuedong took some time to visit Lin Lan at her apartment.

"Are you doing well resting at home?" Lin Xuedong asked with concern as he sat elegantly on the sofa, taking a sip of his coffee.

Yesterday, Lin Lan insisted on being discharged from the hospital. Her wound was quite serious, and the doctor wanted her to stay for a few more days.

"Brother, I'm fine. I've hired a nanny to take care of me, so don't worry." Lin Lan sat gently on the sofa opposite him. The nanny was making soup in the kitchen.

"Then stay home and rest. Let me know if you need anything. There's no need to rush back to the company. I've already told everyone you went on a trip abroad," Lin Xuedong rambled on, his eyes darting around.

"Okay, then I'll take a break for a bit." Lin Lan smiled playfully, then suddenly remembered something and gently patted her head. "Brother, I haven't made any arrangements for Dad's birthday banquet on Friday night yet."

Lin Xuedong raised an eyebrow and smiled in agreement. "It's alright, leave it to me. He's my dad too."

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you to clean up the mess for me again. I'll send you all the details I've prepared to your email." Lin Lan smiled sweetly, a hint of hidden emotion in her eyes. Her clear eyes were like whirlpools, revealing a seductive intent.

Lin Xuedong felt a chill run down his spine and looked away with a look of utter suspicion.

"Brother, Auntie made some soup. Please stay for dinner. Is that alright?" She didn't notice Lin Xuedong's evasive look and was still happy to have him stay.

"No, I just got back to the company, and there's a whole table of work waiting for me. Don't overthink it. I'll investigate Ziyan's situation. We'll talk about everything once you've recovered." He quickly regained his composure.

"Oh, I see." Lin Lan was a little disappointed. "Then, Sisi, is she alright over there?"

"Yes, she didn't notice anything unusual." Mentioning Liu Sisi, Lin Xuedong's heart tightened. How he wished she would never know about this.

"That's good." She lowered her head slightly, feigning a guilty expression.

Seeing Lin Lan's expression and recalling her affectionate gaze just now, Lin Xuedong frowned slightly and said calmly, "I will prepare a dress for your birthday banquet and send it over in a couple of days."

"Okay, thank you, brother." She looked up and gave him a sweet smile.

"That's all for today. Take good care of yourself. I'm going back now." Lin Xuedong slowly got up and strode towards the door with his long legs.

Lin Lan also got up to see him off. She was reluctant to let him leave so soon, but she had no reason to make him stay. Ever since they had become intimate, and he had taken such good care of her in the hospital, never taking off his clothes to stay with her, she had grown increasingly fond of his warmth and scent.

"See you in a couple of days, brother. Be careful on the road." She practically escorted Lin Xuedong to the gate, bidding him a reluctant farewell.

"Okay, go back." He put on his leather shoes, casually uttered the words, and strode away.

Lin Lan stared intently at the closed door, her hands unconsciously clenching into fists. Her beautiful eyes were brimming with tears, her heart filled with confusion and sorrow.

Lin Xuedong, is this all there is to our relationship?

Does that mean there's no possibility of us being together? I've liked you for almost twenty years. It turns out that once you're used to loving someone, if you stop, you'll either go crazy or become obsessed.

Will my deepest affection ultimately amount to nothing but a fleeting illusion?

If Liu Sisi hadn't stood between us, would we have had a future together?

Lin Lan gave a cold laugh, her face grim as she returned to the living room, a sinister look clouding her pale and haggard expression. She was unwilling to give up, and she wouldn't let it go so easily; she was determined to completely eradicate Liu Sisi from his heart!

After sitting back down on the sofa, Lin Lan took out her phone, a slight smile playing on her lips. She opened WeChat and swiped her finger across Du Zhentao's message box...