She picked up her phone and opened her Moments feed to scroll through.
Sure enough, she found a photo down below.
In the picture, Mu Wanzhou was leaning affectionately on Jiang Yan’s shoulder, her face full of happiness and joy.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yan looked rather indifferent.
In the comment section below, a group of well-known business CEOs from Tianhai City were offering congratulations.
“Perfectly matched in looks and talent.”
“A match made in heaven.”
These comments made Yu Youwei furious just reading them.
Looking more closely, she realized the post was made by Mu Wanzhou.
She took a deep breath and checked Jiang Yan’s Moments.
Thankfully, Jiang Yan hadn’t posted it.
Her anxious heart eased just a little.
Still, Yu Youwei sat there sadly staring at the photo, looking at it again and again.
The woman in that photo should have been her!
It should’ve been Yu Youwei!
On the other end of the call, Su Yu heard only silence and began to panic, “Weiwei? Weiwei, don’t scare me—say something, will you?”
After a moment, Yu Youwei calmed down and finally spoke, “I’m fine. Jiang Yan didn’t post it, so this is just one of Mu Wanzhou’s cheap tricks.”
“She thinks this will get to me? Heh.”
“Jiang Yan’s just angry right now. Once he cools down, he’ll come back to me. He’s been with me for five years—I know him well. He can’t leave me.”
“Huh?” Su Yu was stunned.
She was also a socialite from the upper circle and had all the insiders on WeChat, including Mu Wanzhou.
While casually browsing through Moments earlier, she spotted that photo.
She cursed out Jiang Yan on the spot and then had a sudden idea—she could use this to make Weiwei dump him.
After all, her white moonlight had already returned. Kicking Jiang Yan out would mean one less complication. And frankly, Su Yu found Jiang Yan harder to deal with than Bai Luo.
She only worried Weiwei might be hurt after seeing the photo, but a few comforting words could fix that.
Weiwei, don’t blame me—I’m just trying to protect you from getting hurt by a scumbag.
With that thought, she had called Yu Youwei.
But…
Things weren’t going the way she expected!
Su Yu said, “Weiwei, come on, wake up! Jiang Yan’s the one cheating on you—how can he be the one angry?! You’re the one who should be mad! I think Jiang Yan is just a greedy, lust-driven jerk. The moment he saw Mu Wanzhou’s better background, he jumped at the chance.”
“What?!” Su Yu gasped. “He had the nerve to do that right in front of you?”
Yu Youwei hesitated for a moment before saying, “Actually… he broke up with me yesterday—when I went to the airport to pick up Bai Luo. But I didn’t agree to it, and he got angry. I know there’s a misunderstanding between us, but I haven’t had the chance to explain.”
“Tonight, I lost my temper and said a lot of harsh things to him.”
“Maybe… I should apologize. Give him a way to step down.”
Su Yu immediately objected, “Why would you apologize?!”
“I get it now—he was just upset because you didn’t spend your birthday with him yesterday. So what? Does that justify cheating? I think Jiang Yan has had other intentions for a while and just used this as an excuse to trick you. Too much!”
“Does he think our Yu family’s heiress is so easy to mess with? He’s just a small business owner, and you’re the future inheritor of the entire Yu Group. If anyone should apologize, it’s him—not you lowering yourself.”
“If you apologize this time, next time Jiang Yan will probably expect you to get on your knees.”
“In short, you cannot apologize.”
After hearing everything Su Yu said, Yu Youwei found herself agreeing. It did make sense.
Jiang Yan used to spoil her all the time. She’d done things far worse than missing a birthday, yet he never got angry or talked about breaking up.
But this time, his reaction was extreme.
It must be because of Bai Luo…
Yu Youwei thought about it.
But with Bai Luo, she had only picked him up from the airport and had dinner. Was it so wrong to have male friends after entering a relationship?
She was feeling hurt too, okay?
Sigh… Maybe she should just soften her stance with Jiang Yan, patch things up first, and then lecture him properly afterward.
Or should she just let him stew for a few days? She didn’t need him that badly anyway.
At that moment, Yu Youwei was torn and overwhelmed with conflicting thoughts.
Meanwhile, Su Yu was still on the phone, rattling off the four things a woman should never do for a man.
Number one: Never be the one to apologize first.
Number two: Never give up your friends for him.
Number three: Never spend your own money to support him.
Number four—
“Alright, enough. Let me think.” Yu Youwei ended the call before Su Yu could finish.
Then she kept scrolling through her WeChat.
She hadn’t deleted Jiang Yan, so even if he had deleted her, she could still see their chat history.
In their conversations, it was always Jiang Yan sending her long messages or voice notes, while her replies were just a few short words like: “Mhm.” “Oh.” “No.” “Okay.” “Got it.” This story is hosted at novelping.com.
As she scrolled further, she suddenly felt a sense of unease.
After thinking for a while, she decided to call Jiang Yan.
This was her new number—the one her secretary had just set up today—so it could still get through.
Ring… ring…
She waited nervously.
About 20 to 30 seconds later, the call was finally answered.
The first voice she heard sent a chill through her entire body.
“Hello,” said a polite woman’s voice.
Yu Youwei double-checked the number.
It was definitely Jiang Yan’s.
At that moment, she didn’t even know what kind of expression she was wearing.
All she heard was her own voice, now cold as ice, asking, “Where’s Jiang Yan?”
…
On Jiang Yan’s side—
After finishing his tea, he was feeling drowsy. His head tilted back as he leaned on the sofa, slipping into a light sleep.
Shen Qing, meanwhile, was busy in the kitchen making mung bean soup and honey water. She helped Jiang Yan take off his shoes, placed a warm towel on his forehead to ease his headache, and even brought a small blanket from the bedroom to cover him in case he caught a cold from the air conditioning.
She looked at his sleeping posture with concern.
A drunk person shouldn’t lie flat—it could lead to vomiting or suffocation. Sleeping on one side with a bent leg was safer.
Just as she was about to wake him up and move him to the bedroom, Jiang Yan’s phone rang.
Shen Qing picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number.
She thought it might be a scam call, but just in case it was a business contact, she answered.
She politely greeted the caller.
Then came the cold, cutting question from the other side.
“Where’s Jiang Yan?”
At that moment, Jiang Yan woke up.
He hadn’t fallen into a deep sleep. The ringtone had already brought him back to full awareness.
Secretary Shen Qing didn’t answer.
Jiang Yan took the phone from her and said coldly, “Yu Youwei, I told you—we’ve broken up. Stop bothering me.”
“Who’s the woman next to you? And what’s with that photo of you and Mu Wanzhou? Jiang Yan, even if you’re trying to get back at me, you don’t have to drag woman after woman into it.”
“Heh, do you really think I’ve got that much free time?”