Chapter 14: No One Is Allowed to Make Her Their Target

Zhang Xiluo had not expected to see Ouyang Chen here. He was dressed in a gray, form-fitting running suit, a towel wrapped around his wrist, his hair damp with sweat, his face flushed—a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. At this moment, he exuded an overwhelming masculinity, making him irresistibly attractive. Several young women nearby gazed at him with infatuated expressions, secretly snapping photos of him with their phones.

“I live here,” Ouyang Chen said, pulling off his towel to wipe his forehead. “Why are you still here alone?”

Looking at him, Zhang Xiluo suddenly thought of something. “Was it you who told Grandma that I’m getting a divorce from Li Mingye?”

Ouyang Chen didn’t deny it. Zhang Xiluo’s anger flared. “If you’re not going to help, at least don’t make things worse.”

“I am helping you. I know you don’t really want the divorce.”

Zhang Xiluo was speechless. She no longer wanted to deal with Ouyang Chen. “What do you know?”

A flicker passed through Ouyang Chen’s eyes. This was the second time Zhang Xiluo had cursed at him.

“Who taught you to speak like that?”

“Does anyone need to teach me? Ouyang Chen, you’re a pig—a stupid pig.” Without looking back, Zhang Xiluo quickened her pace after the insult.

Ouyang Chen watched her retreating figure, the barest hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. He took out his phone, sent a text message, and turned to go home.

The more Zhang Xiluo thought about it, the angrier she became. She decided to ask Jiang Xueting to help her dig up Ouyang Chen’s past—she was determined to teach him a lesson.

Mrs. Li asked Zhang Xiluo when she’d be coming back. Zhang Xiluo tactfully expressed her wish to stay at home a while longer.

Mrs. Li assumed she was upset over the recent scandal and promptly took action to have that so-called “innocent homewrecker” blacklisted.

Zhang Xiluo found time to meet with a lawyer and sign an agreement with Lin Yiming, transferring the café’s management rights to him.

“Sis, I’ll work hard and make more money for you.”

“You should work hard. As for the extra money, keep it for yourself. All I have to offer is time and money. Being able to help a hardworking young man like you makes me happy.”

“Sis, is something bothering you?” Lin Yiming caught a glimpse of her melancholy. “You can talk to me. I’ll be your sounding board.”

“Does an unhappy marriage count as a problem?”

“Well…” Lin Yiming scratched his head. He and Zhou Yao were very much in love; he couldn’t really relate to her troubles.

Zhang Xiluo smiled faintly. “I’ll be off. Reach out if you need anything.”

Lin Yiming’s gaze lingered on her with a hint of concern.

No sooner had Zhang Xiluo gotten into her car than Li Mingye called. She ignored the call.

“Zhang Xiluo, you finally dare to answer the phone?” Li Mingye called again, and this time Zhang Xiluo picked up.

“Why wouldn’t I? I was reversing the car, it wasn’t convenient. If you have something to say, make it quick.”

“You know exactly what you’ve done!” Li Mingye sounded irritated.

“So I spent a few million—it's our shared property.” Zhang Xiluo wondered when she’d started noticing how stingy Li Mingye could be.

On the other end, Li Mingye was clearly agitated; even through the phone, she could sense the chill in his tone.

“Who the hell mentioned money? I’m warning you—don’t meddle with her again, or don’t blame me for what I’ll do!”

“Li Mingye, be clear. Who exactly am I meddling with?” Zhang Xiluo was utterly confused.

Li Mingye paused for a few seconds, then hung up.

What was with him now?

Could it be about the so-called innocent scandalous girlfriend being blacklisted?

But she hadn’t done that!

Zhang Xiluo was momentarily distracted and failed to notice a large truck running the red light at the intersection, barreling straight toward her car.

“Ah!” By the time Zhang Xiluo realized what was happening, the truck was already upon her. The traumatic memories of her past life’s fatal car accident flashed before her eyes. Terror gripped her—she was paralyzed, unable to react, and sat frozen in her seat.