A prosperous club, Haichengs XJ Club, a paradise for men.

  Wen Ning stepped into the club, the dazzling decorations, chaotic music and her conservative attire made her stand out awkwardly.

  Ji Qing handed her a bag, "Miss Wen, change your clothes. Mr. Shen will be here soon."

  In the bathroom, Wen Ning stared at the woman wearing a sexy mini-skirt in the mirror, unable to even force out a wry smile on her face.

  Shen Shihan took her to attend the first public place, and it was actually here, a place where a man would absolutely not bring his legitimate wife, a place for power and sex transactions.

  Wen Ning came out of the bathroom, and Shen Shihan didnt know when he arrived. He looked up at him.

  She had a slender figure, wearing a black tight-fitting short skirt that accentuated her slim waist. Her hair was scattered to one side, with a rosebud on the verge of blooming visible on her left shoulder.

  Probably only Shen Sihan knew that Wen Ning was born with a warm and elegant face, but his back had a rose tattoo, which was very strange.

  Every time he looked from behind at the wisteria flowers that had been dyed pink by him, he felt especially satisfied.

  "Really nice."

  His natural expression and sincere tone made Wen Ning suddenly dazed.

  The next second, Shen Sihan pinched her waist and whispered in her ear: "Later when you meet my client, cooperate well. If you cooperate well, I can let the theft case go easy on you."

  Wen Ning came back to her senses from her daze, she really was stubborn, and unexpectedly still had expectations for Shen Cihan.

  "I cant drink." Since shes going to leave the child behind, she has to take responsibility.

  Shen Zihan smiled slightly, with an evil charm in his expression, "When seeking a man here, one must use the methods of this place."

  Shen Cihan finished speaking, lowered his head and covered her red lips, like a madman, plundering fiercely.

  Wen Nings mind began to blur, closing his eyes he could clearly feel his passion and possessiveness, but opening them again only revealed his coldness.

  What does he want after all?

  A few minutes later, Shen Shihan finally let go of her, his lipstick all smeared.

  He expressionlessly lifted his hand and forcefully wiped away her overflowing lipstick.

  "Cut it out, dont be pretentious." The tone was extremely mocking and indifferent.

  Alas, Wen Nings eyes were once again dull and lifeless, toyed with once more.

  ……

  People kept coming into the private room, men came in and beautiful women followed, each one sticking to the men like they had no bones.

  Shen Shihan had one hand wrapped around Wen Ning, the other placed on the back of the sofa, his tall and straight suit a stark contrast to the sloppy postures of the middle-aged men beside him.

  The warmth of the lemon made her feel more confined than when she was secretly dating him in the car, those mens intentional or unintentional gazes, even the womens eyes that changed from admiring Shen Shihan to being jealous of her, were like high-powered magnifying glasses focused on her, infinitely amplifying her embarrassment.

  Yang, who had been chatting with Shen cihans all along, after glancing at Wenning for the seventh time, poured a glass of wine for Shen cihans and said, "Director Shen, can you spare your beloved and introduce your girlfriend to me?"

  Wen Ning immediately straightened his waist, "Dont."

  Yangs face was unpleasant, Shen Cihan picked up the wine glass and handed it to Wen Ning in front of him, "Not understanding the rules, Yang looking at you is your good fortune."

  Wen Nings face turned cold as she tried to refuse, but Shen Ci Han tightly grasped her waist and brought the wine to her lips. The icy liquor poured into her throat, and Wen Ning felt like she had swallowed a handful of blades, from her throat to her stomach, it was like a knife cutting through her insides.

  Shen Zihan patted Wen Nings head and smiled: "Spoiled by me, arrogant because of beauty, Yang Zong doesnt have to worry."

  Mr. Yang smiled and said: "Miss Wen is so beautiful, she should be spoiled by men."

  Shen Chihan patted Wen Nings shoulder again: "Listen well to President Yang from now on."

  After finishing speaking, he stood up and vacated his seat, and Yang Zong immediately sat over, "Come on, Miss Wen, lets have a drink."

  Wen Ning pushed Yangs wine glass several times before finally pushing it open. When he looked up again, Shen Shihan was no longer in the private room.

  She panicked, "Ill go to the restroom."

  "Youre drunk, Ill take you home."

  Wen Ning got up and wanted to escape, but Yang Zong followed closely, she had nowhere to escape, and could only watch as she was dragged onto the car.

  When the car came out of the garage, Wen Ning saw Shen Ci Hans familiar Bugatti. Shen Ci Han opened the rear window and had a cigarette in his hand.

  She pounded on the car window and shouted Shen Sihans name.

  Shen Chihans car paused for a moment, he turned his head to take a look, threw away the cigarette, and the window glass rose up neatly.

  The car sped away from under her eyelids, and Wen Ning stuck to the window like a wooden man whose soul had been sucked out, utterly desperate.

  How can Shen Zihan treat her like this!

  Yang looked at her lightly and instructed the driver to start the car.

  ……

  Rumble...

  After several claps of thunder, a heavy rain poured down in the dark night.

  Liujiang Villa, Shen Sihan opened his computer and inserted Wen Nings U disk into the interface.

  There is a photo in the U disk and an encrypted file.

  The photo was taken two years ago, its the one he and Wen Ning used for their marriage certificate.

  In the photo, Shen Shihan is not smiling, while Wen Ning is laughing so hard that her eyes are almost invisible, but it doesnt affect her stunning beauty.

  "Im so beautiful, I must be very smart too. Because of you, Ive forgotten everything now and my whole life is ruined. You have to take responsibility for me! You must marry me!"

  Two years ago, a car accident, Wen Ning was hospitalized because of him, but after waking up, he didnt remember anything and relied on him to take responsibility.

  Shen Shihan casually mentioned a two-year probationary period for marriage, jokingly saying that after two years of trial use, she would be qualified and given the opportunity to become official.

  She agreed without hesitation.

  Two people can start everything because of one word: lust at first sight.

  Shen Ci Han had also thought that if Wen Ning was a well-behaved and sensible person, perhaps he would consider giving her a nominal title.

  Unfortunately, she was restless.

  Shen Shihan clicked the right mouse button, thoroughly deleting the photo. He then opened the decrypted file that had been cracked earlier, which contained several business documents he was looking for.

  Monitoring, encrypted files, conclusive evidence.

  A done deal: Wen Ning stole his information.

  Shen Zihan stared at the computer screen for a long time without speaking.

  Ji Qing asked: "Miss Wens theft of documents, is it still necessary to report to the police?"

  Shen Chihan pulled out the U-disk and threw it at Ji Qing: "File a case as usual."

  Ji Qing secretly sized up his superior, and a sense of reverence arose spontaneously.

  After Shen Cihan founded the Shen Group at the age of 18, it only took a short six years to become the industry leader. Shen Cihan is far-sighted and resolute in his actions, as can be seen from how he handled Wen Ning these past few days. The woman who had been with him for two years was discarded just like that, and before discarding her, he even squeezed out the last bit of value from her, without any lingering attachment.

  Shens phone vibrated on the desktop, and Yang called in.

  "Director Shen, that woman jumped off the car and ran away, like a madman. On a rainy day like today, its impossible to find her." Yang shouted over the phone.

  Shen Zihan paused for a moment and said calmly: "If theyve run away, then let them go. Ill send some more obedient ones to Director Yang another day."

  ……

  The rain fell all night and didnt stop until 10 oclock in the morning of the next day.

  Wen Ning pressed the doorbell of Xies house.

  She ran through the rain all night, her sexy short skirt covered in mud, her black hair messy and stuck to her scalp, like a female ghost pulled out of a lake.

  The doorbell rang several times, a maid rushed out and saw her stunned for several seconds.

  "Big... big sister?"