The male protagonist of a sweet romance novel went on a killing spree in the world of angst novels.

As soon as Yanting finished speaking, a stiff atmosphere filled the entire office.

Lu Huai remained silent for a long time, simply staring quietly at Yan Ting standing opposite him.

No one knew that when Yanting said those words, his fingers were digging into his other hand so hard that it must have bled.

Seeing that Lu Huai remained silent, she finally forced a smile, her voice filled with bitterness: "I know you've never liked me. This relationship is something I begged for, so no matter the consequences, it's my own doing, and I can't blame anyone else."

At first, she relentlessly pursued Lu Huai, while Lu Huai merely passively accepted her affections.

"Do you know what you're saying?" Lu Huai's heart skipped a beat, but a cold look appeared on his face: "Yan Ting, did I give you permission to break up? I haven't said I'm leaving this relationship, so you can't leave."

The tone was so forceful that it left no room for argument.

Yan Ting countered, "What about Gu Qianqiu?"

She had actually hoped that Lu Huai could give her an explanation, but he didn't.

Lu Huai has been keeping a low profile for some time now.

She chose to endure it, once, twice, three times.

But this time, she suddenly didn't want to endure it any longer.

Gu Qianqiu was merely a catalyst.

What truly hurt her was that Lu Huai had always treated this relationship with a nonchalant attitude.

“Everyone has a past.” Lu Huai straightened his tall, slender frame and walked up to Yan Ting, his imposing posture exuding an air of authority. “I admit that I had a past with Gu Qianqiu, but that’s just the past. Yan Ting, can you guarantee that you have a clear conscience?”

A hint of bewilderment flashed in Yan Ting's amber eyes, and she subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?"

Seeing her like this, Lu Huai felt a sudden surge of irritation for some reason. He said in a mocking tone, "You know what I mean."

A thin layer of mist instantly welled up in Yan Ting's eyes. She raised her chin and said coldly, "It's okay if you don't like me, but you can't question my feelings for you, Lu Huai. You were indeed my first love."

“I spent four whole years pursuing you.” Her voice became slightly hoarse as she said this: “During these four years, I worked hard to cultivate myself into a qualified girlfriend, to become a well-bred lady standing beside you. I hoped that in the eyes of outsiders, we were the most perfect couple.”

Unfortunately, no one thought they were a good match.

They will only look on with cold indifference and ridicule.

I think Yanting is a shameless sycophant.

Everyone in the industry has witnessed Lu Huai's attitude towards her. Lu Huai treats her like a dog on a leash, giving her a few bones when he's in a good mood and ignoring her when he's in a bad mood.

To this day, Yanting has never truly integrated into Lu Huai's circle.

There's a saying online that goes like this: if you want to know if your boyfriend truly loves you, just look at whether his social circle genuinely accepts you.

In the past, Yan Ting tried to lower herself to please Lu Huai's brothers, elders, and even everyone around him in order to get closer to him.

She liked anything Lu Huai liked, and she didn't like anything Lu Huai didn't like.

Lu Huai likes to drink, and even though she is allergic to alcohol, she will force herself to drink at drinking parties. Lu Huai doesn't like cats, and no matter how much she likes cats, she will not spend money to keep one.

For the past four years, she has lived her life as a puppet without any independent consciousness.

Knowing it would be painful, they still persevered.

God knows how happy she was when Lu Huai agreed to be with her. She was so happy that she didn't sleep all night, kept texting Tan Yi, and even wanted to announce to the whole world that she had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel.

However, after the two actually got together, Yanting found that Lu Huai's attitude towards her had not changed, and sometimes he was even more unscrupulous.

She recalled overhearing Yan Xun and Lu Huai's other brothers making a bet while she was standing outside the private room: "I bet Brother Huai will get tired of Yanting in less than six months."

"Then I'll bet three months."

"I'll bet a year, because Yanting is indeed very beautiful."

Every word was like the sharpest, most piercing icicle, stabbing straight into her heart.

What saddened her most was that Lu Huai was also in the private room.

But he didn't stop her; he just said in a teasing tone, "No matter how pretty you are, you'll just look the same after a while."

At that moment, Yanting felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

She didn't know how she got home that day.

He was in a daze, like a walking corpse.

Yanting had considered giving up on the relationship, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

And whenever she wanted to give up, Lu Huai would always give her a glimmer of hope.

The most hateful thing about him isn't his usual philandering and heartless nature, but that while you're in pain one moment, he suddenly becomes gentle, considerate, and caring towards you the next, making you feel like he cherishes you dearly.

Lu Huai's aloofness left Yan Ting feeling physically and mentally exhausted, so over the past four years she had imagined countless breakups like today.

"Is that so?" Lu Huai lowered his eyes, looking down at Yan Ting. His eyes held amusement and mockery, but no smile. "Then what is your relationship with that man named Chen Xiao?"

Yan Ting was stunned.

"I remember you spent two years in Moon Bay Town." Seeing her like this, Lu Huai let out a sneer: "That Chen Xiao's attitude towards you is not like that of an ordinary person. Yan Ting, do you really think I like him one hundred percent?"

Yan Ting's cherry lips trembled slightly, and she was about to refute him when Lu Huai interrupted her. A haughty smile appeared on his lips. "You're wrong. How dare a peasant from a rural town compare himself to me?"

"Yanting." He suddenly bent down and grabbed Yanting's porcelain-white chin, his cold and stern eyes devoid of any warmth. "You provoked me first, and this game can only be ended by me in the end. Don't even think about quitting now."

Lu Huai's fingertips were very strong, causing Yan Ting's delicate eyebrows to furrow slightly in pain. She couldn't control herself and reflexively pushed Lu Huai with her arm.

The next second, there was a loud "bang".

At that moment, all the employees working outside the office were startled by the deafening noise.

They looked at each other.

"Could they have started fighting?"

It's no wonder they thought that way; the only explanation for this commotion is that the two people inside were fighting.

But no one dared to go in and find out.

After all, they subconsciously believed that even if a fight broke out, the one who would ultimately suffer would be Miss Yan.

As Lu Huai's personal secretary, Wu Ling still enjoys certain privileges.

She didn't even bother to knock before pushing the door open and walking in.

Then she saw a scene that shocked her.