Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 192 Too lazy to explain, let's break up.

Su Qingyuan smiled and lifted the paper bag in his hand. "I was afraid you were hungry."

Shen Feiwan stepped aside. "Come in."

"Okay." Su Qingyuan walked into the room, took out the lunchbox from the paper bag, and laid out the food one by one.

His diet is quite healthy, consisting entirely of high-quality protein and vegetables, with light colors, making it look like a weight-loss meal.

This was Shen Feiwan's first meal of the day. Actually, she wanted something more oily and flavorful. But since it was prepared and delivered by someone else, she had no right to complain.

The two sat down facing each other and began to eat.

The room was quiet, with only the soft sound of chopsticks touching the lunchbox.

Su Qingyuan lowered his head to pick up some food, but his eyes kept glancing at Shen Feiwan, as if he was considering something.

Finally, he couldn't help but speak up, "When I came here just now, I ran into your ex-husband in the elevator."

"Oh?" Shen Feiwan paused, her hand still holding the food she was picking up. She looked up at Su Qingyuan calmly. "And then, what happened?"

Su Qingyuan noticed the coldness in her tone, his eyes flickered, and he shook his head, saying, "No, nothing happened."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued eating.

Shen Feiwan didn't even glance at him, nor did she ask any further questions.

The two continued eating, and silence fell over the room once again.

After a while, Su Qingyuan suddenly spoke again, his voice somewhat low: "Every time you're with someone new, do you completely break up with the previous person?"

Shen Feiwan's movements suddenly stopped.

She put down her chopsticks, looked up at Su Qingyuan, and her eyes showed a hint of impatience and coldness.

A slight smile played on her lips, but there was no real joy in her voice. "Dr. Su, you seem to be meddling too much."

Su Qingyuan's fingers tightened slightly, his eyes showing a hint of panic, "I just..."

“First, you don’t trust me,” Shen Feiwan interrupted him. “Second, you can’t accept me. If that’s the case, then you should leave.”

Su Qingyuan froze, looking up at Shen Feiwan with disbelief in his eyes, "I..."

Shen Feiwan didn't give him a chance to speak, and went straight to the point, "I didn't necessarily want to play with you. But I helped you out of a predicament with Hua Ling, and you do seem to catch my eye. However, it seems that you're not suitable for me now. Let's end this little encounter here."

Seeing that Shen Feiwan was serious, Su Qingyuan felt a surge of regret.

He had told himself not to believe the rumors online before he even entered the room, but he couldn't help asking her the question after seeing her.

He put down his chopsticks and said seriously, "Then I'll tell you the truth. Actually, he spoke to me in the elevator just now. He said he was your ex-husband, but you still have a marriage that's ongoing, is that right?"

Shen Feiwan fell silent.

Su Qingyuan's heart sank little by little. Su Qingyuan looked at her, his eyes filled with a hint of expectation, as if hoping that she would say something, even just a rebuttal.

Shen Feiwan neither denied nor admitted it; she simply remained silent.

She had no intention of explaining.

She certainly didn't have another marriage, but she didn't feel the need to explain that to Su Qingyuan, whom she had only known for a few days.

She was so close to Shu Yao that Shu Yao didn't ask many questions about what happened online, and she didn't take the initiative to explain either. The matter between her and the other Shen Feiwan was too complicated; it was impossible for her to eagerly step forward and explain the situation to anyone who had a question, revealing all her secrets.

She stood up and deftly dumped the unfinished food from her lunchbox into the trash can, along with the chopsticks.

Then, she closed the lunchbox and pushed it towards Su Qingyuan. "Here you go. I threw away the chopsticks. If you need them, I can transfer you the money. But I don't think that's necessary, right?"

Su Qingyuan's heart sank completely. "What do you mean by this? Are you admitting it? If not, why don't you explain?"

Shen Feiwan glanced at him, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "Because there's no need to explain to you."

Her tone was crisp and decisive, as if she were stating something perfectly ordinary: "You leave here, we delete each other's contact information, and then you'll never have to worry about this again."

She paused, a faint smile playing on her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "It's a good thing we didn't do anything, otherwise you might feel like you lost out. Now it's all right, you didn't lose anything, OK?"

Su Qingyuan's face turned pale instantly.

He felt as if his self-esteem had been trampled on, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside him.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he said nothing.

Shen Feiwan didn't look at him again, but turned around and walked to the window with her back to him. "The door is over there. Don't bother seeing me out."

Su Qingyuan stood there, watching her retreating figure with a complicated expression. Finally, he took a deep breath, quickly packed up his lunchbox, turned around, and strode out of the room.

Su Qingyuan left quietly.

Shen Feiwan thought to herself, despite having the same appearance, Su Qingyuan's temper was much better than Bo Junxing's.

She wasn't full yet.

She picked up her phone, opened the food delivery app, and ordered lunch for herself.

This time, she ordered all her favorite dishes.

Meanwhile, in a suite on the 35th floor, Bo Junxing sat at his desk, staring coldly at a tablet.

The screen was displaying surveillance footage of the 36th-floor corridor.

In the scene, Su Qingyuan walks out of Shen Feiwan's room. He walks hurriedly and looks unwell.

The assistant, who was standing to the side, suddenly realized, "Mr. Bo, is this the Dr. Su you asked me to investigate? I haven't had a chance to do it yet."

Bo Junxing hummed in agreement, handed the tablet back to his assistant, and then asked, "What is she doing here? Have you found out?"

The assistant quickly replied, "It seems she's here to discuss an investment project. I found out that Ms. Shen was invited by Ms. Shu Yao, a special guest speaker at the lecture, and this investment project was facilitated by Ms. Shu Yao."

"Investment?" Bo Junxing narrowed his eyes, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, making a soft "tap-tap" sound.

No wonder she had the money to acquire Shen Hao's shares before; it turns out she'd been making investments all along. Shu Yao's clients are either rising stars in the industry or powerful 'old friends'.

Based on this, Shen Feiwan should have some assets.

Before, she wouldn't let him ask anything about her, saying she'd tell him when the time was right. This time, however, he was just waiting for her to come to him!

"Which company is Party B?" Bo Junxing asked his assistant again, his tone carrying a hint of determination.

"It's a company that makes automated robots, called 'ZhiChuang Technology'."

Bo Junxing nodded. "Let me see the documents."

The assistant responded, quickly opened the tablet, pulled up the information on "Zhichuang Technology," and handed it to Bo Junxing.

Bo Junxing took the tablet, his fingers swiping across the screen, pausing occasionally as if he were thinking about something.

After a while, he put down his tablet and instructed his assistant, "Since they are trying to attract investment, you should go and talk to them first."