028 Demanding One Hundred Thousand in Compensation

“Why?”

The moment Gu Yan stepped into Room 521, Shen Hong’s voice reached her.

“Oh? What is President Shen doing here?” Wei Hao asked, utterly oblivious to the tension in the air.

Shen Hong ignored him. His eyes remained fixed on Gu Yan’s impassive face.

“There was no need.” She did not look at Shen Hong as she spoke.

Perhaps she had once still harbored fantasies of mending their broken marriage, but after what had happened that night, she had completely given up hope. Even if a stranger suffered a relapse of a stomach ailment right in front of you, you could not possibly remain unmoved—let alone when that person was your lawful wife.

There was only one explanation: he did not love her.

“You two know each other?” Only when Shen Hong slammed the door and left in a fury did Wei Hao finally understand.

“We’re not close.”

The mingled air reeked of tobacco and alcohol. Music blared at full volume, nearly deafening everyone in the room. Men and women writhed wildly on the dance floor, twisting their waists and hips. Glamorous women laughed and jostled among the men, teasing those who could barely control themselves with provocative words. Women nestled coquettishly in men’s arms, murmuring sweet nothings, while the men drank and fooled around with them.

This was the bar—the finest destination for nightlife in the city.

Beneath the dim lights, the bartender swayed gently as he mixed a brilliantly colored cocktail with exquisite grace. A man in a suit sat at the counter, downing one glass after another.

“Well, well! Even our great young master Shen has moments of loneliness. Shall I find a few girls to keep you company?”

Luo Xiaomeng had walked in to find this scene. It was not that she enjoyed kicking a man when he was down; she was simply too angry to hold back.

Shen Hong glanced at her and continued drinking.

“Tell me. Why did you ask me here?”

“Tell me about her.”

Perhaps he had drunk too much. His voice was somewhat hoarse.

“Ha!” Luo Xiaomeng could not resist mocking him. “Should I congratulate Xiao Yan? Her ex-husband is actually drowning his sorrows in a bar over her.”

“Tell me about her.”

He paid no attention to her tone and merely repeated the same words. He could not understand it. She had been the one to ask for the divorce, so why did the whole world seem to believe that it was his fault?

“You’ve come to the wrong person.”

Perhaps Shen Hong’s tone had frightened her. Luo Xiaomeng stopped making sarcastic remarks.

“To be honest, I owe Xiao Yan an apology too. I have no right to call myself her sister. Three years ago, when she was at her lowest, it wasn’t any of us so-called friends who stayed by her side. He should know what happened, but I don’t think he’ll tell you.”

At those words, Shen Hong set down his glass.

“Who?”

“Zheng Yingqi. Back then, Cai Meiyuan was in Korea, Xu Xian was gravely injured and unconscious, and Yilin and I were actually blaming Xiao Yan at first too. I don’t know what happened to her during that period. All I know is that, in the end, she disappeared without a word.”

Seeing the thoughtful look on Shen Hong’s face, Luo Xiaomeng continued, “You clearly have feelings for Xiao Yan. Even I, as one of your bridesmaids, could deeply sense how happy you two were on your wedding day. So why did your attitude change after you got married? I know Xiao Yan. She loves you. And I know even better how much pressure she was under when she married you. With so many eyes watching, I think Xiao Yan wanted more than anyone to hold on and show all those waiting to see you fail just how happy the two of you were.

“If you think she divorced you for money, then I feel sorry for her. Think about it. Zheng Yingqi is better than you in every way, so why would Xiao Yan choose to marry you? It isn’t too late yet. There may still be hope of repairing what was broken. Think carefully. I don’t want you to regret this.”

After Luo Xiaomeng left, Shen Hong remained seated at the bar, drinking.

“Why did your attitude change after we got married?”

He wanted to know the answer too.

Was being a virgin really so important to him?

Shen Hong searched his conscience, but still could not find an answer.