Shen Yanshi's expression darkened bit by bit.
Ming Tianlang exclaid in shock, "That can't be possible, can it?"
As far as he knew, it hadn't been long since Xiang-Nuan and Shen Yanshi broke up!
And even if Xiang-Nuan had the guts, she wouldn't dare to play two ends against the middle.
Cao-Lian scoffed, "How many pieces of news in this entertainnt industry are true? They play the innocent in public, but who knows how many beds they've climbed behind closed doors."
Shen Yanshi opened the Instagram post titled "Xiang-Nuan's gaze at Xia Ze Ming," a twenty-second clip where everyone around was frantically competing to answer questions, yet she was the only one quietly watching Xia Ze Ming, who was engrossed in drawing.
That look in her eyes, one he had never seen before—longing, loss, yearning, adoration—was filled with too many indescribable emotions, presenting a Xiang-Nuan he didn't recognize.
Shen Yanshi tossed the phone back to Ming Tianlang, "I have to go, sothing's co up."
He picked up his coat and promptly stood up to leave.
As he exited the club, Gong-Nian chased after him.
"Yanshi!"
Shen Yanshi's gaze was dark and unreadable, "What is it?"
Gong-Nian stared at him, montarily unable to discern his emotions. They had grown up together since childhood, and she thought she understood him best, but after being away for years and now returning, she found she could no longer see through him.
He had grown more inscrutable than when he was a child, his eyes unfathomable. Perhaps years of experience in the company had erased any trace of his youthful naivety, leaving him as calm and deep as an ancient well.
Gong-Nian bit her lip, "I heard you've been seeing a young starlet recently?"
"So what?"
"Won in the entertainnt industry are so chaotic, they'll do anything for their interests. I'm worried about you."
Shen Yanshi let out a derisive laugh, "As if they're any more unscrupulous than ?"
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Gong-Nian stiffened, at a loss for words.
"I'll have the lawyer follow up on your divorce case, don't worry. We'll secure the best outco for you."
"I don't need the best outco, I just want it over quickly. Yanshi, I've had enough," Gong-Nian said, her eyes reddening with vulnerability.
Shen Yanshi looked at her tearful eyes and a thought flashed through his mind—why had Xiang-Nuan never cried?
She was always so vibrant, passionate, and radiant, so easily delighted.
He had thought she was always happy.
"Leave the details to the lawyer."
Shen Yanshi turned to leave, but Gong-Nian grabbed his arm, her voice breaking, "Do you still bla ?"
"What do I have to bla you for?"
"When you faced that tragedy, I couldn't stay by your side, but I was forced to, my mother pushed to marry Wei Chengze. I couldn't let go of you, I wanted to be by your side. These years have been hard for too. Wei Chengze's infidelity is one thing, but he also hit . Without your protection, Yanshi, I'm always bullied."
Gong-Nian cried bitterly, clutching his sleeve as if it were a lifeline.
"Gong-Nian, I don't bla you, and I don't need you to stay with . Even if you had, you wouldn't have been able to help," Shen Yanshi said coldly.
Gong-Nian's fingers trembled as she looked up at him in a daze.
Yes, this was Shen Yanshi. He didn't need a woman to accompany him through tough tis; he only cared about gains and losses.
"The divorce will be settled within three months. Once it's over, you'll have nothing to do with Wei Chengze. Don't think too much, just take care of yourself."
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