Fu Chengyu gripped his phone tightly, and his emotions were on the verge of exploding. Shen Nanxing remained calm and coughed lightly, saying, “This isn’t the place to talk. If you want to know the truth, let’s go somewhere else.” Fu Chengyu froze for a moment, seemingly contemplating the possibility. Shen Nanxing added, “I don’t like being misunderstood!”

Those words sparked hope in Fu Chengyu’s eyes—Shen Nanxing wanted to explain seriously. Did this mean that Nanxing still had feelings for him?

“Okay,” Fu Chengyu agreed, eager to hear the explanation.

Seeing that Fu Chengyu agreed, Shen Nanxing’s eyes flashed with excitement. Great, he would finally get to beat up the scumbag! He took out his phone, pretending to search for a café, but in reality, he was sending messages to his bodyguards.

Shen Nanxing and Fu Chengyu walked out of the school gate. He glanced behind him, signaling the bodyguards who were not far away to follow. After a moment of thought, Shen Nanxing said, “Follow me.” He led Fu Chengyu to a secluded spot outside the school with a wall. “It’s quiet here. We’ll settle things today.”

Fu Chengyu’s face was stiff. “I want an explanation.”

“Explanation, my ass!” Shen Nanxing yelled, fuming. “You scumbag! How dare you ask for an explanation?”

“Look at yourself in the mirror! You look like a worn-out rag. I could pick any gigolo off the street, and they’d be cleaner than you!”

“How dare you show up in front of me? Who do you think you are?”

Fu Chengyu was stunned by the barrage of insults. He couldn’t believe these words were coming from Shen Nanxing.

“Shen Nanxing, you!” Fu Chengyu started to speak, but Shen Nanxing spat in disdain and interrupted, “What ‘you’? If you can’t talk properly, shut up, idiot!”

Fu Chengyu’s fists clenched tightly, “You want to die! Shen Nanxing, how dare you betray me!”

“How dare I?” Shen Nanxing took a few steps back, avoiding Fu Chengyu’s attempt to grab him. He shouted, “Teach him a lesson!”

Before Fu Chengyu could react, he was tackled to the ground by a group of bodyguards. His struggles and resistance were in vain. He glared at Shen Nanxing, full of hatred, “You dare to toy with me!”

Shen Nanxing had indeed changed, and now he was playing mind games too. Fu Chengyu was furious, “You bastard! I’ll find the man behind you and make you both pay the price!”

Shen Nanxing kicked him several times. “Shut your mouth! You’re messing with a fake ‘pure’ girl, and now you want an explanation!”

“You’re not even worthy of being compared to him. You can’t even hold a candle to his little finger!”

“You scumbag!” Shen Nanxing thought of how Fu Chengyu had insulted Fu Zhiyuan, and couldn’t help but feel the urge to tear his filthy mouth apart. He told the bodyguards, “Give him a good lesson, but don’t hit his face!”

When Fu Chengyu heard that Shen Nanxing was defending that man, he cursed, “Shen Nanxing, you…” But before he could finish, someone covered his mouth, and the next moment, he was overwhelmed with a beating.

Shen Nanxing listened to his cries of pain and pleas for mercy, feeling a sense of satisfaction in his heart. It was as if he was getting revenge for himself.

After enjoying Fu Chengyu’s misery for a while, Shen Nanxing left. The bodyguards’ job was to ensure his safety, so once he left, they gave Fu Chengyu another round of punishment before leaving as well.

Fu Chengyu, unable to fight back, struggled to stand up, badly injured, and staggered toward the school gate. Many people threw curious looks at him. Many students recognized Fu Chengyu, as he was quite well-known in the school. Seeing him in such a state, someone kindly asked, “Fu, what happened to you?”

Fu Chengyu gritted his teeth through the pain and forced a smile, “I just tripped.”

The person seemed to believe him. “Oh, be careful next time.”

Shen Nanxing had made sure not to let them hit his face, knowing that Fu Chengyu’s pride wouldn’t allow him to publicly admit to being humiliated. Given Fu Chengyu’s personality, he would never openly admit that he had been beaten in front of others.

Shen Nanxing, being smaller than Fu Chengyu, knew that Fu Chengyu wouldn’t dare admit to being beaten by him. So, Fu Chengyu could only swallow his pride, and forget about calling the police.

“Shen Nanxing, you better watch out! I’ll make sure you don’t get away with this!” Fu Chengyu suspected that the people who beat him up were also sent by Shen Nanxing. All his anger and resentment were now directed at Shen Nanxing.

Shen Nanxing had just kicked the scumbag a few more times amidst the chaos, and now he was in a great mood. When he got home, it was exactly five o’clock, so he had kept his promise to Shen Chuanqiong. Shen Nanxing took out the phone that the bodyguards had retrieved and stared at the photos inside, lost in thought. Fu Chengyu couldn’t even recognize the back of his little uncle—how ridiculous. Looking at the background, it seemed like it was taken yesterday when he and Fu Zhiyuan were at the hospital.

Strange. If Fu Chengyu had witnessed him and Fu Zhiyuan together, why did he go to the trouble of asking who that man was? Shen Nanxing furrowed his brows as he thought, quietly muttering, “There’s only one possibility left—that the photo was sent to him by someone else, and they’re trying to sow discord between him and Fu Chengyu.” The only person who would do something like that, besides that insidious green tea bitch, Shen Nanxing couldn’t think of anyone else.

What he couldn’t understand was, that green tea bitch had already gotten what she wanted by being with Fu Chengyu, so why was she still stirring up trouble? Did she think he was soft and easy to manipulate?

Shen Nanxing couldn’t help but hit the pillow on the couch in frustration. “Such a disgusting person.” To be on the safe side, he decided to find someone to secretly follow these two.

…

Lin Bai’s life had been going smoothly recently. Fu Chengyu was too dejected to bother him, and ever since Lin Bai posted on Weibo that he was a fan of Xu Yuan, many people had started following him. He gradually became a blogger, often sharing posts on Weibo that maintained his persona as a diligent, scholarly person. Some businesses even reached out to him for product promotions. Though they weren’t major brands, it still earned him a small profit. Originally, he could have stopped working part-time, but to keep his Weibo content fresh, he still pretended to work a few part-time jobs.

One of those jobs was as a waiter at a private club. The high-end club was a place frequented by the powerful and wealthy, and Lin Bai couldn’t help but feel envious as he watched these people with power and money. When would he be able to stand at the top of the pyramid like them, not having to look at anyone’s face?

One day, Lin Bai saw someone he had long wanted to meet at the club. Fu Zhiyuan appeared in his line of sight, dressed in a well-tailored suit.