Xinya and Yiyang have been secretly married for many years. They have always tacitly avoided the matter. For Xinya, the benefits of a secret marriage outweigh the drawbacks.
After all, a married woman in the entertainment industry cannot catch the eyes of young men.
"Xinya, you've been in the entertainment industry for so long, have you heard of this rumored celebrity secretly married to Yishi's president?"
"Of course, I've heard of it," Anya smiled, "I've even met her."
"Met her? Is what the post says true? Did Yiyang really get married?"
"Anya, please tell us, which female celebrity is so lucky to marry the president of Yishi?"
"Lucky?" Xinya gave a disdainful look at the young men.
"Of course!" the young man was enthusiastic, "In A city, Yishi has almost no rivals, whether it's in real estate or other industries, they are leading. The market value and future prospects of Yishi are immeasurable. Yishi's young boss can manage the company so well at his age, his capabilities need no words. Moreover, he is exceptionally handsome. Whoever can marry him is indeed lucky."
However, this lucky goose, Xinya, did not feel any luck. Instead, after these young men discussed Yiyang, her interest in them diminished significantly.
Shallow!
At the same time, as a group of people who came to discuss business at the clubhouse finished their talks, the person in the center was leaving and stopped as they passed by the room.
The two security guards at the door came forward and asked, "Mr. Yi, what's wrong?"
Yiyang remained silent with a frown for a moment, then gestured for them to leave first.
Even the two security guards were sent away.
-"Can Yiyang's charm keep him well-fed? Can one Yiyang compare to a hundred young men?"
-"Shallow! Too shallow!"
-"So many women actually want to marry Yiyang, are they insane? Who can stand his temper?"
-"I don't even want it for free."
The young man continued to inquire, "Xinyi, Anya said you've met her, which lucky female celebrity is it?"
"Yeah, Xinyi, do you know who it is?"
"Sorry, I need to use the restroom." Xinyi really didn't want to hear about Yang's exploits anymore, especially being praised by several people.
What's so special about this dog of a man Yang, to be considered lucky? Hah! Unlucky, more like it?
As she opened the door, Xinyi abruptly stopped in her tracks, her face changing, a familiar aura pervading the air, as if an invisible hand was choking her.
Outside the door, Yang in a black shirt looked impeccable, with no creases and a neatly tied tie. He was now casually leaning against the wall.
The corridor lights were dim, and in the blend of light and darkness, Xinyi couldn't discern Yang's expression, only seeing a pair of deep, icy eyes.
Xinyi's heart jumped.
Yang!
"How is this dog of a man here?"
"Could he be deliberately catching us cheating?"
She glanced sideways into the room.
"Hold on, Xinyi, don't panic, it's not a big deal."
Yang's eyes slightly raised, containing emotions that were not to be probed.
"What a coincidence."
It truly was a coincidence.
After two years of marriage, the number of times Xinyi and Yang had met could be counted on one hand, yet now they seemed to bump into each other at every turn.
How could this be? This private club was Xinyi's first time visiting, and the boys in the room were the first she had interacted with in these two years. How could it be so coincidental that Yang would block her at the door just as she was going to the restroom?
Is this dog of a man Yang monitoring me?
Xinyi's heart was in turmoil.
"Wait, why should I panic? I haven't done anything wrong to be panicking about! I haven't even touched those boys' hands, I've been proper and straightforward, completely innocent!"
"What's more, isn't a misunderstanding better? Yang's reputation precedes him. Can he tolerate his wife fooling around outside behind his back?"
With this realization, Xinyi suddenly felt relieved.
"What a coincidence, husband, why are you here too?"
Yang gazed at her deeply, "I'm here to discuss work matters, what about you?"
"I…" Xinyi was silent and evasive.
As she finished speaking, the door opened from the inside.
The young man sitting on Xinyi's left side came out smiling. When he saw Yang and Xinyi at the door, he froze in place.
This was very awkward.
"Xinyi, who is this…?"
The young man obviously recognized Yang, and immediately widened his eyes, looking at him and then at Xinyi, as if he understood something, he opened his mouth, speechless, "Yang...Yang Zong!"
Xinyi hastily tried to compose herself, "You go in first, we have something private to discuss."
The young man quickly went back inside.
"Quick, quick, quick! Quick, ask me who this man is! Then get angry at me, suspect me of infidelity, point at my nose and say 'How dare you have an affair and bring dishonor upon me? Divorce!'"
"Then, with a single-minded desire to divorce me, no matter who tries to persuade you."
"Husband, listen to my explanation…" Xinyi stopped herself, waiting for Yang's scathing reprimand to interrupt her.
"I've seen it with my own eyes, what else can you say? Divorce!"
Yang hesitated, massaging his throbbing temple, "How could you be here?"
"I just came to hang out with a few friends... that's all." Xinyi's eyes were evasive and uncertain, too afraid to make eye contact with Yang, appearing to have a hidden motive, highly suspicious.
"Hanging out?"
"Just Anya and her friends, Yang, don't get angry,"
"Quick! Get angry at me!"
Yang's expression remained indifferent, seeming unconcerned, "I'm not angry, you have your own social circle, I'm not interested in your private life, and won't interfere."
"How is this dog of a man not playing by the usual rules?"
"He doesn't ask more questions when he sees his wife in a private club, doesn't get angry? That's it? Trusts me this much?"
"And isn't concerned about me being unfaithful?"
Yang tugged at his neatly tied tie, and his previously apathetic features now seemed to freeze over, as he coldly looked at Xinyi, "Nothing's wrong, I'll leave first."
After saying that, he actually prepared to leave.
Xinyi hesitated, wanting to speak but stopped herself.
In a face-to-face encounter with Yi Yang or the painful experience of hearing a few young men lavishing praise on Yi Yang, she chose the former, the latter was too heart-wrenching for her!
"Wait..." Xun Xinyi stopped him, "I'll go back with you. Wait for me, I'll be out in a moment."
She pushed open the door and entered the room.
"Anya, I have something I need to leave for."
Anya, surrounded by three young men, laughed uncontrollably, but upon hearing Xun Xinyi's words, she gradually restrained her laughter. "What's wrong? You're leaving already, it's only a few o'clock now?"
"I have some urgent matters to attend to, you guys carry on."
Anya stood up and walked over to Xun Xinyi, whispering, "What's wrong?"
Xun Xinyi glanced at the young men she had just encountered outside the door and said, "I just met Yi Yang outside, and he saw me too. Don't let him talk about it."
Anya's expression changed, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
"Alright, you guys have fun, I'm leaving."
Yi Yang's car was parked at the entrance of the club. When Xun Xinyi came out, the doorman opened the car door for her.
"Drive," Yi Yang's voice was cold as ice.
The vehicle slowly moved forward.
But what no one noticed was that across the street from the club, someone was crouched behind a large stone, capturing the scene of Xun Xinyi getting into the car from a distance, using a camera.
An awkward atmosphere permeated the car.
"Yi Yang, don't misunderstand, they are just friends," Xun Xinyi said.
"I didn't misunderstand," Yi Yang's tone was cold, clear and decisive. After speaking, he turned his head to look out the car window, with an inscrutable expression, seemingly completely uninterested in saying another word to her.
Xun Xinyi felt a sense of relief.
"Ah, what a disappointment today."
"Never mind, I'll go to the company tomorrow, meet the new boy group and discuss the matter of 'Phoenix Road', and ask if I can get Han Xiao's WeChat in advance."
Yi Yang glanced over, "Are you free lately?"
"Quite, just finished filming a drama, so I want to rest for a couple of days, then go to the company..."
"Don't go to the company in a couple of days, accompany me to a banquet."
"A banquet? What kind of banquet?"
This so-called banquet was the birthday of a friend of the Yi family, and as Mr. Yi was in poor health, Yi Yang was tasked with attending in his place.
Coincidentally, Xun Xinyi happened to know the friend's daughter, Qin Yan.
Regarding Qin Yan, Xun Xinyi had a lot to say.
"Yi Yang is worth billions, with a Master's degree. Qin Yan is a well-known designer and model, also with a Master's degree. They grew up together, a perfect match, is Yi Yang blind? He actually can't see how amazing she is, and just lets her slip through his fingers like that."
But precisely because they were such a perfect match, 'Xun Xinyi' envied and resented them, and whenever Qin Yan was present, she couldn't help but vie for attention, resulting in repeated conflicts. Qin Yan, being intelligent and beautiful, always handled it with grace, turning hostility into goodwill without a fuss, drawing a clear contrast in their characters.
"From the incident where he gave me a bracelet, it's clear she has ambitions for the position of Mrs. Yi. Even after Yi Yang got married, she is still obsessed with him. For this kind of devotion from Qin Yan, I must add some fuel to the fire."
"If Qin Yan and Yi Yang end up together, if they get married, I'll definitely give Qin Yan a big red envelope to thank her for taking over his affections."
Yi Yang's cold gaze swept over and, seeing Xun Xinyi's continuously rising smirk, he suddenly felt regret.
This Xun Xinyi was probably trouble.