"Who sent you?" The man on the sofa slowly opened his eyes.
He rested his chin on one hand and glanced over casually. In that instant, his aura underwent a dramatic transformation; he was no longer the delicate and easily bullied man he once was, but instead as powerful as a poisonous tyrant.
At that moment, the man had only one thought in his mind: he was finished.
...
Five minutes later, Wu Yun finally rushed out of the bathroom after a frantic rush. Looking at the two people tied to the floor, he asked with some disappointment, "All done?"
Yan Shenyu had put his suit back on, his loose hair tied back, leaving only a short strand hanging over his shoulder. He was fastening his cufflinks when he heard this and replied, "They took 200,000 yuan from the hotel manager. Their plan was to drug me first, then find someone to sleep with me, and then post the video at the wedding."
"That's too vicious!" Wu Yun frowned, rushed over and gave the person a good beating.
After he had beaten the man black and blue, he turned to Yan Shenyu and asked, "So what are you going to do? Just announce it?"
“We won’t release it,” Yan Shenyu said, typing away on his computer without looking up. “The evidence isn’t enough right now. The investigation can only trace back to the hotel manager; there’s a lack of crucial evidence.”
"What should we do then?" Wu Yun frowned. "Xie Xiaoling was definitely behind this. Are we just going to let her get away with it?"
Yan Shenyu didn't say anything, but opened the editing software and started editing the video.
Wu Yun didn't understand: "What time is it? Why are you still editing videos?"
"Isn't he going to publish it?" Yan Shenyu smiled and deftly dragged the materials into the editing library. "Then I'll publish it for him to see."
Twenty minutes later, images and videos of Xiao Zhenliang and Xie Xiaoling holding hands, hugging, kissing, and making intimate gestures with their private parts blurred appeared on the large screen in the banquet hall.
Ten minutes later, at noon, Yan Shenyu went on stage with red eyes.
The guests below the stage had long been restless, and when Yan Shenyu appeared, they all started talking at once.
Did the groom really run away from the wedding?
"Was this video released by Xie Xiaoling?"
How do you feel now that you see a video of the groom and his ex at the wedding?
...
Yan Shenyu stood on the stage, her gaze slowly sweeping over the guests below, before she said with red eyes, "Don't blame them, it's my fault."
Upon hearing this, everyone who was expecting the wife to go crazy was stunned.
Why doesn't this person play by the rules?
Yan Shenyu looked down at the audience, her voice trembling slightly: "It's my fault. I didn't know Xie Xiaoling had a terminal illness and only three months to live. If I had known earlier, I would have given Xiao Zhenliang to her long ago, and I wouldn't have had to make him come to snatch her away on the wedding day."
"What? Xie Xiaoling has a terminal illness?"
This was an inside story unknown to everyone, and the entire auditorium erupted in chaos.
Some people think it's understandable for Xie Xiaoling to snatch the bride, since the man is about to die, so he might as well throw everything away and have some fun.
But some people felt he was wrong. Even if you have a terminal illness and are dying, you can't just kidnap the bride! Kidnapping the bride is one thing, but playing such a disgusting video at the wedding is another. If you're so capable, why don't you just rob a bank?
Poor Yan Shenyu is so magnanimous, actually speaking up for them. She's too kind.
In the VIP room on the second floor, Xie Xiaoling looked up in disbelief: "You told him about me?"
Xiao Zhenliang frowned: "No."
"How did he know?"
"You doubt me?" Xiao Zhenliang's face darkened.
"I'm not... but if it's not you, how did he know?" Xie Xiaoling bit her lower lip, her face so dark it could drip water.
The problem is, even if he really had a terminal illness, that would be one thing, but he didn't! He was just trying to fool Xiao Zhenliang! They've had similar situations before, and in the end, an apology was all it took for Xiao Zhenliang to forgive him!
But he never expected that Yan Shenyu would find out, and what's worse, he even told everyone in a big way!
What should we do? Xie Xiaoling frowned as she looked at the noisy auditorium, feeling unprecedented pressure.
"And what about you and Xiao Zhenliang?" A voice suddenly rang out in the banquet hall. "Since you said Xie Xiaoling only has three months to live, does that mean you will still hold a wedding with Xiao Zhenliang after three months?"
Xie Xiaoling nervously looked up at Xiao Zhenliang.
The latter, however, kept a sullen face, his entire attention focused on Yan Shenyu in the distance.
Yan Shenyu on the stage was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Excuse me, have you ever owned a dog?"
"Um..." Although he didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to this, the person still answered, "My family raised them when I was a child."
Has a dog ever licked you?
"Licked."
Yan Shenyu smiled: "After you see a dog eating poop, would you still let it lick you?"
"Well……"
Chapter 5: The President Loses His Memory.
People were taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh.
Yes, if you're a normal person, would you let a dog lick your poop after seeing it eat it?
"Besides, a cheating man is worse than a dog." Yan Shenyu's voice rang out leisurely. "It's a dog's nature to eat shit, but a human eating shit is really dirty and unacceptable."
His eyes were still red, but his expression had completely changed. He was no longer as sorrowful and grief-stricken as before. Instead, his back was straight, his eyes were resolute, and he had transformed into a beautiful rebirth.
The audience was captivated, but soon fell into self-doubt.
Wait a minute, isn't Yan Shenyu a photo-shopped internet celebrity? When did he become so handsome? Even a random unedited photo of him looks amazing?
As a beauty blogger who became famous for her ancient-style photos, Yan Shenyu sent out many invitations to her "friends" in the industry when she got married to Xiao Zhenliang.
They're not really close friends; they've only met a few times and are just superficial friends. They're so superficial that they have to stand on tiptoe to take photos together, and they only edit their own pictures.
Most of the so-called "plastic besties" know that Yan Shenyu used to have poor posture and expression management. She looked okay in retouched photos, but she had no charm when she actually moved.
They came to the wedding with the intention of taking photos and videos to see what was going on and make them look bad.
They've got their share of the gossip, but they haven't gotten a single unflattering photo of the main character. They never expected that Yan Shenyu, who was previously exposed for having rounded shoulders, a hunchback, and a sleazy demeanor, would suddenly appear as a completely different person, flawless from every angle, even a blurry silhouette is so handsome.
He already has a lot of fans just from posting his professionally edited photos. If netizens knew that he looks this good even in unedited photos, wouldn't they go crazy for him?
The few minor internet celebrities in the audience exchanged glances and silently gave up the idea of recording him; they certainly didn't want to provide him with that kind of traffic!
In the VIP room on the second floor, Xiao Zhenliang's face darkened after hearing "dog eat shit".
After Yan Shenyu finished speaking, his face was so dark it could drip water.
Xie Xiaoling had never seen him with such a frightening expression. At first glance, it was anger, but there seemed to be something else hidden within that anger. This gave Xie Xiaoling a sense of insecurity, something she had never felt before in all the years of their on-and-off relationship.
“Brother…” He took a step forward and took his arm, intending to return to that familiar way of getting along.
Xiao Zhenliang silently withdrew his hand and buried himself in typing.
Xie Xiaoling glanced down and her heart sank. Even at a time like this, Xiao Zhenliang was still sending WeChat messages to Yan Shenyu.
I'll take this as just something said in anger this time, but don't let it happen again.
Normally, Yan Shenyu would reply to his messages almost instantly, but this time, a full five minutes passed without any response.
"Don't worry, he's probably busy..." Xie Xiaoling said softly to comfort him.
Hearing this, Xiao Zhenliang's expression turned even uglier than before. He pressed the power off button on his phone and said coldly, "I've already left with you, so why did you put that kind of thing at the wedding?"
"You still suspect me?" Xie Xiaoling's eyes widened. "But I really didn't..."
"Forget it, don't mention it," Xiao Zhenliang interrupted him, his tone tinged with impatience. "I'm leaving now."
Xie Xiaoling bit her lower lip, but in the end she said nothing and silently followed.
...
It wasn't until 2 PM, when the guests had finished their meals and left, that Yan Shenyu finally had time to look for the phone he had mistakenly taken. He tried calling his own phone a few more times, but this time it was switched off.
When he arrived at the restaurant where the man he was meeting for a blind date was eating, the waiter told him that they had already left.
"Then can you tell me their reservation number?" Yan Shenyu asked again.
“I’m sorry,” the waitress in the yellow cheongsam politely shook her head, “we cannot disclose our guests’ privacy.”
Yan Shenyu had no choice but to suddenly remember that when she threw her snot-covered handkerchief at the passerby's head, the man had given her a business card, but the angry passerby threw it into the trash can.
“Uh…” Yan Shenyu glanced at the trash can next to her, then quickly shook her head and looked away.
No, no, there must be another way! Calm down and think about it carefully, you can definitely do it!
Five minutes later, Yan Shenyu stood in front of the trash can, his face ashen, his brow drenched in sweat from the scorching sun.
However, a twisted smile quickly appeared on that ashen face.
Yan Shenyu smiled as he looked at the trash can, his eyes incredibly gentle, as if it weren't a trash can, but his lost lover from a past life.
Yeah, what's there to worry about? It's just a trash can. A five-star hotel's trash can—you couldn't find one like that even with a lantern.
Every day, a cleaner gives him a spa treatment with towels; look how smooth and delicate his skin is!
In addition, there are specialists who perform internal conditioning to eliminate toxins from its body. Every day at four o'clock in the morning, while people are still fast asleep, the cleaners have already driven to the trash can and replaced it with a brand new trash bag.
Yes, this is a clean and elegant trash can!
It's not dirty at all!!
Yan Shenyu took a deep breath, bent down, and put his hand into the opening of the trash can.
In early June, the midday temperature had already exceeded 30 degrees Celsius. After several hours of scorching sun, the garbage cans emitted a nauseating and eerie odor.
"vomit……"
Unable to bear the stench, Yan Shenyu bent down and vomited into the trash can.
Two minutes later, Yan Shenyu stared at the trash can she had dirtied and fell into a long silence.
Calm down. This is just your own vomit; it's not that dirty! The focus now is on that business card, okay? You're an adult now; you need to learn to prioritize!
No, no, a real adult is someone who has already seen the cruelty of society and knows when to run away!
Run away my ass! This is the video you painstakingly filmed. If you run away now, won't all your efforts be wasted?
No, no, let it flow eastward! He'd rather become a bubble on Chongming Island than put his hand into this black hole!