Picking Up Fragments

As soon as Zhang Yuhan appeared, Wang Jun spotted her and excitedly waved.

"Hanh-Han, did you see it?"

"Uh... yeah…" Zhang Yuhan felt a bit touched; women are often vulnerable to this kind of romantic pursuit.

Moreover, Zhang Yuhan is an extremely materialistic person, and Wang Jun knew how to cater to her tastes, easily finding a way into her heart.

Yes, if Jiang Siming hadn't been here today, Zhang Yuhan might have already gone downstairs to reconcile with Wang Jun.

Just as Zhang Yuhan was wondering where Jiang Siming had gone, she turned around to find him standing behind her, pulling down her already loose clothing even further.

Zhang Yuhan's face turned pale, and she quickly pulled herself back inside, terrified that Wang Jun might see.

"Hanh-Han, why aren't you looking at me anymore?" Wang Jun asked, puzzled as he noticed she was no longer at the window.

"I'm no longer interested in these things. Take them back; we're already broken up."

Zhang Yuhan bit her lip, struggling to hold back.

At that moment, Jiang Siming was holding her firmly from behind.

"Hanh-Han, did you know? From the first day I met you, I…"

As Wang Jun's voice continued, Zhang Yuhan felt like a lone boat drifting in the vast sea, on the verge of collapse, nearly voiceless.

Wang Jun stood downstairs for over an hour, speaking words of love towards Zhang Yuhan's bedroom window on the sixth floor, but she never responded.

Finally, Zhang Yuhan's weak voice came through: "I'm tired. Going to sleep. You should go back."

And then, with a click, she hung up the phone.

After she hung up, Zhang Yuhan saw that Jiang Siming had already dressed and left. She wanted to go after him, but her body was completely exhausted.

Downstairs, Wang Jun, utterly perplexed, decided to go up and check.

But as he entered the residential area, he saw an enormous luxury car parked in the lot.

The car looked far too familiar, so familiar it stung his eyes.

"This can't be… no way…" Wang Jun tried to console himself, thinking it was just a coincidence. Seeing two cars of the same model in one day wasn't that unusual.

Just then, a swaggering figure exited from Zhang Yuhan's building.

Wang Jun's mind exploded in an instant; everything became clear.

That supposed speaker noise, those so-called mosquitoes—it was all a lie!

"Jiang Siming! I'll kill you!"

Humiliated beyond measure, Wang Jun charged at Jiang Siming in a fit of rage.

But he didn't even manage to touch Jiang Siming's coat hem before being kicked to the ground.

Jiang Siming looked down at him with a gaze as if he were an ant.

"Did you really think that honest people don't fight back? This is the payback you deserve." Jiang Siming, even when caught in this scene, felt no fear, but rather a sense of cathartic satisfaction.

For people like Wang Jun, it's best to break the things they're most proud of to truly crush them.

Hadn't he always treated Zhang Yuhan as a trophy to flaunt? Well, Jiang Siming decided to put a "hat" on him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

This was far more satisfying than simply beating him up.

"Damn it!" Wang Jun didn't listen to a word, getting up from the ground and charging at Jiang Siming once more.

This time, he even picked up a rock from the ground, clearly ready to fight to the death.

"You want to fight? Fine, I'll grant your wish!" Jiang Siming put a bit more force behind his kick this time.

With that kick, he sent Wang Jun flying four or five meters away, leaving him sprawled on the ground, unable to get up.

Jiang Siming walked up to Wang Jun step by step.

"Don't come any closer… I was wrong… I really was wrong…" Wang Jun, clutching his stomach, begged for mercy in fear.

Wang Jun was exactly the kind who bullies the weak and fears the strong, always kicking down and bowing up.

He gradually realized that Jiang Siming was no longer the timid guy he could easily push around.

"I slept with your girlfriend, and you're surrendering this quickly?" Jiang Siming mocked.

"She broke up with me; it has nothing to do with me. Sleep with her if you want."

Since no one was around to see, Wang Jun shamelessly prioritized escaping Jiang Siming's beating.

Jiang Siming looked down at Wang Jun, shaking his head in disappointment. "I thought you might be some sort of strong-willed man. If that were the case, I might actually respect you. But alas, you've really let me down."

"I'm giving you two choices now. First, continue to oppose me. Or second, come to my company tomorrow, take a million yuan, leave Shanghai, and never let me see you here again. Think it over."

With that, Jiang Siming got in his car and drove off.

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Wang Jun's expression was complex. Emotions like resentment, jealousy, and anger faded in the face of Jiang Siming's million-yuan offer.

Although he was a small-time manager, his monthly salary was just over twenty to thirty thousand, and his car was bought with money from his family, with loans still unpaid.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have hesitated to spend five thousand on Zhang Yuhan. Besides, his colleagues witnessed everything today.

It wouldn't be long before everyone in the company knew he'd been publicly humiliated.

Wang Jun had no face to stay at his current company, nor any benefits from opposing Jiang Siming. Zhang Yuhan was clearly completely smitten with Jiang Siming, so there was no chance of getting her back.

It was wiser to take the money and leave.

The one million yuan completely broke Wang Jun's will.

On the third day, Wang Jun appeared at Winhuan Company, leaving Jiang Siming's office with an excited expression.

But as he stepped outside, he saw Zhang Yuhan approaching the office. The two exchanged a glance, choosing to ignore each other and go their separate ways.

"President Jiang~" Zhang Yuhan's voice turned sweet as soon as she entered Jiang Siming's office.

Jiang Siming, however, remained indifferent, as if he didn't remember anything from the night before.

"Wang Jun took a million from me. How much do you want?"

"What? A million?" Zhang Yuhan was stunned for a second by the number, then feigned innocence, "Do you think I'm just a gold digger to you?"

"I don't have time for idle chatter. Last night was simply a way for me to vent some frustration from the way Wang Jun treated me in the past, and you were just my outlet. So, don't expect anything more, and don't ask for too much. Otherwise, you'll end up with nothing."

Jiang Siming had never intended to have any further involvement with this woman. Now that Wang Jun had surrendered, he saw no reason to keep this scheming woman around.

It was best to get rid of her all at once.