Chapter 125

Chapter 125

Ye Fengyun paused. He did not want to explain himself, yet for some reason, the thought of their relationship ending in such a hasty manner left him with an indescribable feeling.

"I didn't cheat," Ye Fengyun said calmly.

Tang Shihan replied, "Then explain why you went to that nightclub, and who that girl was."

Ye Fengyun did not look back. "I have already explained."

"But Tang Anqi says she has never been to a nightclub, let alone met you."

Ye Fengyun said, "Believe whatever you want."

He opened the front door and added, "I will bring the money in a few days to pay the penalty fee, and then we will be even."

With that, he left the Tang residence.

Outside the villa, Ye Fengyun saw a red Maybach waiting for him. The window rolled down, and Lin Qinghuan, wearing sunglasses, leaned out. She pushed her sunglasses up and said with a smile, "Homeless?"

"I have plenty of places to go," Ye Fengyun replied.

Lin Qinghuan tilted her head and smiled. "For example, my place?"

"That really isn't necessary."

Lin Qinghuan rolled her eyes. "Fine, let's go. I'll let you stay for a night; I have plenty of spare rooms."

Ye Fengyun said nothing more and silently got into the car.

"Why do I get the feeling you're particularly happy that I got kicked out?" Ye Fengyun looked at Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't hide the smile on her face, but she feigned composure. "Really? Do I?"

"Yes, you do," Ye Fengyun said.

Lin Qinghuan chuckled awkwardly. "Not at all. In fact, I feel deeply saddened for you."

Ye Fengyun retorted, "If you're capable of sadness, then pigs can fly."

"Hmph!" Lin Qinghuan wrinkled her nose at him but did not argue back.

Ye Fengyun was right; Lin Qinghuan was indeed overjoyed. With his relationship with Tang Shihan over, it meant she finally had a chance. Furthermore, her family was very supportive of her being with Ye Fengyun, and she herself was more than willing to take their relationship further. As the Matriarch of the Lin family had put it: this young man was destined for greatness, and if the opportunity arose, she should cultivate a deep connection with him.

At the Tang residence, Tang Shihan had called Tang Anqi over late at night to confront her about the photograph.

"Sister Shihan, I'm telling the truth!" Tang Anqi said nervously.

Tang Shihan looked at her sternly. "Anqi, I watched you grow up. I've always been good to you, haven't I?"

"Yes, of course."

"Then don't lie to me. Answer me honestly: is that girl in the photo you?"

Tang Anqi's eyes flickered with panic. She thought to herself: *Why is Sister Shihan pressing me like this? Does she actually have feelings for that ugly freak?*

Tang Anqi asked cautiously, "Sister Shihan, you don't actually like that ugly freak, do you?"

Tang Shihan froze for a moment, instinctively denying it. "How could that be?"

Tang Anqi let out a sigh of relief. Since Sister Shihan didn't like him, she had nothing to worry about. With Sister Shihan's stature, she should be looking for a much better man, not that freeloading, ugly freak.

"Sister Shihan, I can guarantee that girl is absolutely not me. I've never been to a nightclub, and that ugly freak definitely betrayed you!"

After Tang Anqi finished speaking, Tang Shihan's expression grew melancholy. Seeing her look so downcast, Tang Anqi hurriedly added, "Sister Shihan, you deserve better. That ugly freak has no money, no talent, and no looks—why bother caring about him? There are so many outstanding men around you; wouldn't it be better to find someone else? Let's show that arrogant, delusional fool!"

Prompted by her words, Tang Shihan suddenly thought of the refined man named Wenzong she had met that day. Although she hadn't had much interaction with him and felt no real spark, he certainly seemed exceptional. Perhaps it was worth getting to know him.

With this thought, Tang Shihan took out her phone and stared at Wenzong's number, lost in deep contemplation.