Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 90 Do you love him that much? (Checking cinema surveillance footage)

She took a deep breath and stretched her limbs. The cool breeze entered her lungs and perked up her tired eyes.

The two strolled for a while; the woman's back view was stunningly beautiful, her black hair as smooth as silk, while the man's back view was tall and strong, his coat draped over his arm.

The atmosphere was quiet until Jiang Liwu finally stopped and spoke first, "Thank you for today, then I'll go first..."

Jiang Liwu wanted to say she was leaving first, but when she looked at the man, she noticed his hand touching the back of his neck. His noble and handsome face seemed uncomfortable. Jiang Liwu subconsciously looked at the man's neck and happened to walk into a brightly lit area, where she could see the red and swollen area.

She unconsciously gripped the man's arm tightly, her brows furrowed, "You're injured."

It was a skin burn caused by pepper spray.

Shang Tingyan's dark eyelashes drooped slightly. "It's nothing."

"Wait for me here." With that, Jiang Liwu ran across the street. At this time, there were few cars and people, and many shops were closed. Fortunately, the pharmacy was still open.

After buying the ointment, Jiang Liwu ran back. Shang Tingyan watched her running figure without blinking.

He was pulled to sit on a bench, and Jiang Liwu quickly removed the ointment, then gently dabbed it onto his reddened skin with her fingertips.

Jiang Liwu's movements suddenly stopped after applying the medicine for a short while. She wondered if she was being too intimate and crossing the line, but the man was injured because of her, so applying medicine shouldn't be a problem, right?

Jiang Liwu glanced at Shang Tingyan's expression and, seeing that there was no change in his expression, felt relieved and continued to apply the medicine to the man.

But whether it was her imagination or not, the skin under her fingertips that was burning hot seemed to get even hotter.

Just after Jiang Liwu finished applying the medicine, she noticed that the Fu family's car had arrived. Fu Siyue got out of the car and waited for her beside it.

Jiang Liwu smiled and waved to her eldest son, "Xiao Yue."

Shang Tingyan naturally saw Fu Siyue as well, and when he saw Jiang Liwu about to run over, he subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

"Jiang Liwu".

Jiang Liwu immediately turned around, but Shang Tingyan stared at her intently for a long while without saying a word. Just as Jiang Liwu was about to ask, the man's Adam's apple bobbed and he spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you still living with Fu Siyue?"

Jiang Liwu, puzzled, answered truthfully, "Yes." What's so strange about a family living together?

The two are still living together. Yes, they've been going to the movies and going on dates together. Their relationship is so good, how could they suddenly break up?

Shang Tingyan said in a deep voice, "Then do you know that Fu Siyue likes Song Jinwei?"

Jiang Liwu nodded, "I know." Fu Siyue had told her everything, so it was understandable that he would fall for Song Jinwei in that situation.

Shang Tingyan frowned, "Then why are you still..." still being Fu Siyue's girlfriend and living with him? Have you never thought that Fu Siyue might be deliberately using you to make Song Jinwei jealous?

After all, Song Jinwei, as the adopted daughter of the Fu family, naturally lived in the Fu family's residence.

In other words, Jiang Liwu and Song Jinwei see each other almost every day.

"What else?" Jiang Liwu asked, her large, shimmering black jade-like eyes pressing for an answer.

She still likes him so much, loves him so much, and is even willing to be used?

Shang Tingyan's brows furrowed even deeper. He felt a dull ache in his chest mixed with an inexplicable fire, and his deep, abyss-like eyes surged with complex and obscure emotions.

Releasing Jiang Liwu's hand, Shang Tingyan's voice was somewhat cold, "It's nothing."

He turned and left, not wanting to see Jiang Liwu get into Fu Siyue's car.

His silhouette exuded vitality.

Jiang Liwu quickly caught up with him and grabbed his hand. "Shang Tingyan, wait."

A strange sense of anticipation welled up in Shang Tingyan's heart, though he didn't know what he was looking forward to.

The next second, he was given ointment and instructed, "Remember to apply the ointment three times a day." After saying that, Jiang Liwu ran towards Fu Siyue without looking back.

Shang Tingyan's face froze instantly, turning somewhat dark. He gripped the ointment in his hand and moved away even faster.

His tall figure quickly disappeared into the night.

……

The small wooden carving was returned to Yan Wenyu's hands. Yan Wenyu was unable to control his emotions and was trembling all over. He gripped the small wooden carving tightly in his palms. His fingers, which were strong enough, turned blue and white. The twisted edges were like knife cuts, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged out.

“That stalker, Yu Ge, has been detained. If they can catch her once, they can catch her a second and a third time. This kind of thing will never happen again.”

Yan Wenyu lifted his scarlet, world-weary eyelids, his face cold and terrifying. "Tell Shang Tingyan that if he protects this rat, he's going against me."

Xiang Rui nodded seriously, "Okay, Brother Yu." He had already given Shang Tingyan face, so there was no reason for him to humiliate himself a second time.

Do they really think that Brother Yu's identity is just that of a movie star?

Don't forget that besides being Yan Wenyu's agent, he is also Yan Wenyu's assistant.

Wood carvings are not easy to wash with water. Yan Wenyu was afraid of corroding the wood carvings, so he used a special cleaning agent to remove dust and maintain them. Then he carefully wiped them with a handkerchief, again and again, determined to wipe away the dirt and bad luck that had been touched by paparazzi and stalker fans.

Standing under the shower, Yan Wenyu was completely naked, his exquisite and muscular physique exposed to the air.

The clear, white water continuously washed over his body, and countless fine water droplets rolled down.

Yan Wenyu gradually calmed down. He raised his hand, smoothed his hair, and pressed it behind his head. Images from the movie theater began to flash through his mind.

A fleeting glimpse of him as his view was obscured by the crowd.

A familiar face flashed by, along with dashing hair and a cheetah-like figure.

He thought he saw his stepmother.

But how could that be?

This was merely an illusion he saw in his despair and rage.

Yan Wenyu frowned deeply, a heavy melancholy settling between his brows, his eyes swirling with chaotic thoughts and a pensive gaze.

But why did he happen to see his stepmother right after he went to the movie theater with Jiang Liwu?

Thinking of Jiang Liwu's familiar and profound features, the tone of her voice when she called him Xiaoyu, her figure, and the aura she exuded when they were close.

Yan Wenyu braced his hands against the wall, clenching them into fists on the tiles. He had a headache and his head was throbbing.

The next moment, he suddenly pulled off his bathrobe, put it on, and went out to change his clothes.

"Xiang Rui, let's go to the movie theater."

The movie theater was already empty; even the last screening in the early hours of the morning had ended.

Yan Wenyu looked at the empty rows of seats in the arena, and felt empty inside as well. He walked to the spot where his stepmother had roughly disappeared.

He stood there for a long while, then turned and left the theater, saying, "To the monitoring room."

He still needed to confirm whether he had actually seen his stepmother.

The monitor cooperated by rewinding the monitoring progress.

Yan Wenyu leaned on the table, his eyes fixed on the screen.