Volume One, Chapter 120: Let’s... End Things Here!

Resignation letter, I’ll submit it this afternoon.

Her mind was filled with the fact that Sang Dawei hadn’t committed murder, that his desperate flight back then had some other reason, and his later years would not be spent behind bars as she had once hoped.

Lost and unsettled, Sang Wan murmured, “I’ll clean up and vacate the apartment at Wanxin as soon as possible.”

“And 2S…”

Sang Wan looked at Lou Ye, “I’ll leave it in your care, please… look after it.”

Her thoughts were scattered; Sang Wan couldn’t tell if she was confused or clear-headed at this moment.

Confused, perhaps, since she could still think about arranging 2S’s future.

But if she were rational and clear, she wouldn’t even know what she was saying.

It was as if whatever came to mind spilled from her lips.

“I’ll do it quickly, as quickly as possible…”

A shadow loomed overhead.

Sang Wan snapped back to herself, only then realizing Lou Ye was standing right before her.

Instinctively, she stepped back, but Lou Ye seized her forearm.

He pulled her into his embrace.

“You’re quitting your job, returning the apartment, and giving me the cat…” Lou Ye gazed down at Sang Wan, “In your eyes, I’m someone you can share happiness with, but not hardship. The moment trouble arises, you fly away. Is that right?”

Under Lou Ye’s calm and steady gaze, Sang Wan came back to herself.

She forced his hand away and stepped back, putting distance between them.

“Lou Ye, we were never on the same track. From beginning to end, it’s all my fault. If I hadn’t overindulged that night, none of these mistakes would have followed…”

Before she appeared, Lou Ye was the cold, dignified, omnipotent boss in the eyes of all the employees at Lou Corporation.

Even the mysterious broken engagement back then had never been blamed on him.

Because the woman involved was Miss Shao Six, it only added to his enigmatic aura.

Everyone wondered which woman would one day stand by Lou Ye’s side, be the one to save the galaxy.

Back then, every word associated with him was glowing.

But recently, he’d been dragged down by her.

On the forums, people said the crown prince must have been blind and brainless to fall for a divorced woman.

Lou Corporation’s staff were incredulous, unable to believe their wise and formidable boss could ever be toppled from his pedestal by a lowly, divorced woman.

Lou Ye’s rumored lovers—even if not top-tier socialites like Miss Shao Six—should at least be stunning, talented celebrities.

Her?

She wasn’t worthy!

Not worthy to appear before him.

Not even her name deserved to be mentioned alongside his.

“So?”

Lou Ye’s voice was deep as he watched Sang Wan, who had suddenly bristled up like a hedgehog.

“Do you regret it?”

“Yes!” Sang Wan nodded, certain. “I regret it.”

Had she known things would come to this, no matter how sincere Cheng Jingran was, she would never have gone for the interview at Lou Corporation.

Had she known so much trouble would follow, she should have decisively left the capital after her divorce.

That way, she wouldn’t have encountered any of this.

Nor brought any of it to him.

But…

Her mother was still here—how could she leave her behind?

Rationally, she knew what must come would come.

No matter where she hid, she couldn’t escape. Sooner or later, she’d have to face it.

Emotionally, Sang Wan couldn’t accept it.

She couldn’t escape.

But Lou Ye should have been able to.

Yet, because of her, he had ended up like this.

“Lou Ye, let’s… end this here!”

Without looking at his expression, Sang Wan finished speaking and hurried down the steps.

Her footsteps echoed, growing distant, as if someone were chasing her.

Lou Ye’s gaze was cold and dark; he watched helplessly as she flagged down a taxi and sped away.

“President Lou…”

Yang Yan climbed the steps, uneasy. “Please don’t blame Miss Sang. She’s always been like this—always thinking of others first, no matter the situation. She…”

He paused, catching Lou Ye’s glance that seemed to say: Is that for you to explain?

Yang Yan fell silent and shut his mouth.

The Maybach pulled out from the police station. In the back seat, Lou Ye quietly swiped at his phone.

“…"

“She’s the classic femme fatale! She’s only been at Lou Corporation for less than two months, hasn’t achieved much, but has stirred up endless drama. She’d be perfect for the entertainment industry. Whether famous or infamous, it’s fame all the same!”

“Honestly, we should learn from her ambition! Already a wealthy wife, she divorced, then immediately joined Lou Corporation and hooked the big boss. Such decisiveness, such action—tsk tsk…”

“I heard she took leave. Wonder if she’ll have the face to come to work tomorrow.”

“We’ll see!”

“…"

The remarks in the executives’ group were far from pleasant.

One could only imagine how people spoke of Sang Wan in all the other work chats, big and small, men and women alike.

Lou Ye dialed a number. His voice was icy, like shards of winter, “Where is she? Have you found her?”

Whatever response came, Lou Ye’s expression grew colder. “If you can’t find her, don’t bother coming back.”

Before hanging up, he instructed, “Send two people to Wanxin Apartment.”

“Yes.”

On the other end, someone responded, Lou Ye hung up and opened WeChat.

Sang Wan received Lou Ye’s message just as she arrived at the apartment.

“Stay there, I’m heading back to the Hillside Villa.”

The words were cold and indifferent, as if he had already accepted her proposal to separate.

Sang Wan felt as if all her strength had drained away.

She leaned against the door, sliding down to the floor.

Meow…

2S, sleepy-eyed, dashed out of the bedroom, calling and running straight into Sang Wan’s arms.

She hugged it tightly, letting the warmth of its purring chase away the cold tears at the corners of her eyes.

Ding dong!

Ding dong ding dong!

The doorbell rang while Sang Wan was sketching in the study.

Fear came first, every hair on her body standing upright.

She felt herself rise stiffly.

“Sang Wan, Sang Wan…”

Ding dong!

Xu Yiyi’s voice mingled with the doorbell.

Sang Wan exhaled all at once, feeling her legs go weak.

“What are you doing here?”

She opened the door to see Xu Yiyi, travel-worn, pushing a suitcase.

“Are you… going on a trip?”

Sang Wan reached to take Xu Yiyi’s backpack.

Xu Yiyi tossed it to the floor, spreading her arms for a big hug. “I’m here to protect you!”

Sang Wan’s eyes reddened instantly.

Her phone buzzed and lit up.

Several chat windows popped up on the screen at once.

In the work group, Lin Qiyue tagged everyone, reminding them to check their design drafts and attend a meeting in the main conference room at ten tomorrow morning.

Everyone replied “Received.”

Sang Wan hesitated.

Before Xu Yiyi came in, she had been finalizing the design.

Even if she was resigning, she wanted to finish her work before leaving.

But now, Sang Wan was suddenly uncertain.

She hadn’t decided whether to reply “Received” or privately tell Lin Qiyue she was preparing to resign and wouldn’t attend tomorrow’s meeting.

A new message popped up.