Wei Yumeng continued, "Actually, coming to see you today was also my arrangement. I just wanted to have a good talk with you. I hope you can let Zhan Mohan go."
Shen Xiangxue sneered, "Are you too naive? Why would I give the man I love to you? This is our family's territory. Since you've come here, you should understand the consequences of offending me."
"Yes, I know, of course. Even so, I have to find a way to get him back! Because he is my husband, and I am his wife. Our destinies have been intertwined since the day we got married. We vowed to never leave each other."
Wei Yumeng's words undoubtedly struck a nerve with Shen Xiangxue. Even though it had always been her one-sided affection, she still couldn't bear to hear Wei Yumeng speak like this.
"Shut up! Those things between you and him are just the past. He's mine now!" Shen Xiangxue emphasized Zhan Mohan's current situation again.
"You may have kept his person, but you will never have his heart," Wei Yumeng said with a face full of sarcasm. "Don't you want to know why he refuses to accept you even now? It's because he simply doesn't love you. No matter how beautiful you are, you are still not the one he loves!"
"No, what do you know? I can make him see only me every day, face me every day. I will give him the best. I believe that one day, his eyes and heart will only be filled with me."
Shen Xiangxue's expression was stubborn. The reason she could wait until now was because she still believed, believed that one day Zhan Mohan would understand her feelings.
Hearing this, Wei Yumeng found Shen Xiangxue somewhat pathetic and tragic. She was blindly believing that she could change Zhan Mohan's feelings for her with her own methods.
"Alright, since you are so confident in your approach, how about we make a bet? We'll bet on who is in Mohan's heart. If your actions truly change his feelings for you, then I will willingly withdraw from this relationship."
Although Wei Yumeng said this, she felt a sense of unease in her heart.
If there were any other options, how could she possibly gamble with the relationship she had with Zhan Mohan?
"Are you serious about what you said?" Shen Xiangxue confirmed again.
Wei Yumeng nodded, "My words are indeed serious. If Mohan truly no longer loves me, then even if I force him to stay by my side, he won't be happy."
These words undeniably struck a chord in Shen Xiangxue's heart. Hadn't everything she had been doing been about forcibly keeping Zhan Mohan by her side?
Wei Yumeng continued, "Rather than forcing him to be with me, I wish for him to be happy, regardless of who he ends up with."
"Fine," Shen Xiangxue took a deep breath. "I accept this bet, and I can tell you with certainty that you will lose to me."
Wei Yumeng calmly looked at her, "Then we shall see."
Outside the door, Chai Yanyu glanced at the time. A long while had passed, and he was becoming impatient. He directly knocked on the door.
Wei Yumeng and Shen Xiangxue exchanged glances. Then, Wei Yumeng opened the door and saw Chai Yanyu.
Chai Yanyu apologized slightly, "Because your meeting has gone on for quite some time, the manager asked me to check on the situation."
Shen Xiangxue had already sat up. "It's alright, you can go attend to your duties. We are finished here."
Chai Yanyu then closed the door again.
Shen Xiangxue tidied her clothes as if nothing had happened and walked out.
Only after Shen Xiangxue left the beauty salon did Wei Yumeng let out a sigh of relief.
"How did things go?" Chai Yanyu asked with some concern.
Wei Yumeng looked at him, "It should have been somewhat successful."
However, Chai Yanyu noticed that Wei Yumeng seemed to be in even lower spirits.
"If it was somewhat successful, why do you look unhappy?"
Wei Yumeng sighed, "Actually, Shen Xiangxue and I made a bet."
Following that, Wei Yumeng roughly explained the events that had just transpired to Chai Yanyu.
"A Yu, I don't know if what I did was right, but I feel I should trust the relationship between Mohan and me. So, I believe I will win."
As Wei Yumeng spoke, her expression grew even gloomier. "I should think this way, but why am I feeling more uneasy and fearful in my heart now?"
If Zhan Mohan ultimately chose Shen Xiangxue, what would she do then?
In reality, she wasn't as confident as she claimed to be.
Chai Yanyu looked at Wei Yumeng and gently stroked her hair. "At least for now, we have an opportunity. And you are so wonderful, I believe Mr. Zhan's heart will always be with you."
Wei Yumeng didn't speak, merely looking down at the ground, lost in thought.
Shen Xiangxue left the beauty salon and walked straight home.
She felt an unnamed fire burning within her, causing her a stinging pain.
Wei Yumeng's words always managed to pierce her heart little by little. When she heard Wei Yumeng say that Zhan Mohan's happiness was the most important thing, it gave her a sense of deep defeat.
She could feel that Wei Yumeng truly loved Zhan Mohan, but her own love for Zhan Mohan was no less.
Shen Xiangxue pondered for a moment and finally walked towards where Zhan Mohan was.
"Mohan."
Upon hearing Shen Xiangxue's voice, Zhan Mohan had no desire to respond.
"I'm very sorry for locking you up in this place. I apologize. I was just extremely angry that day, which is why I confined you here."
Shen Xiangxue said this as she opened the door to the confinement room.
Zhan Mohan merely lifted his eyes slightly to look at her, making no move, and seemingly having no intention of leaving this cell.
"I've already had someone tidy up your room again. Will you come back with me?" Shen Xiangxue asked softly.
"No need to trouble yourself. I'm quite comfortable here," Zhan Mohan replied coldly.
Seeing Zhan Mohan like this, Shen Xiangxue simply sat down on the floor.
"Alright, if you won't leave, then I'll stay here with you."
Zhan Mohan frowned. Being in the same space as Shen Xiangxue was nothing short of torture for him.
The atmosphere between them was extremely awkward. Although Shen Xiangxue patiently tried to appease him, Zhan Mohan still treated her with indifference.
Soon, Shen Xiangxue's patience ran out.
She said to Zhan Mohan, somewhat angrily, "What exactly do you want me to do to make you accept me? Haven't I done enough? I decorated the room to your liking, I cook for you myself, I even learned Chinese for you, but... but why are you still treating me like this!"
"Because... you are still not her," Zhan Mohan finally spoke, his gaze towards Shen Xiangxue holding a hint of mockery.