青焰悟灯

Five years ago, to save her family, she married him—Lu Yancheng, a powerful force in the business world, known for his ruthless methods and cold indifference to women.

He never truly accepted her, always believing she was a scheming woman who manipulated her way into his bed.

She humbled herself, stood by him through his lowest moments, endured the repeated returns of his “white moonlight” — the woman he truly loved — yet never once received a single glance of affection in return.

Even on the day she signed the divorce papers after suffering a miscarriage, he didn’t ask her a simple “Are you okay?”

She smiled, signed her name, and walked away without looking back.

It was only after losing her that he finally realized — she was the one he couldn’t live without.

But she had left too decisively... and come back even more radiant than before.

Now, Lu Yancheng is like a madman, trapped in a fiery hell of chasing her love again...

She simply sneered, “President Lu, there’s nothing between us anymore.”

Love Mistaken, Heart Shattered

[Jiangcheng · Zhixu Headquarters Tower]

The day after Xu Zhiyi's live interview aired, the official Zhixu website saw an explosion in traffic. The brand's inbox and business lines were practically flooded with partnership requests.

The international fashion brand AXELO expressed interest in reviving their previous collaboration. Fragrance label SHÉA formally issued a letter of apology. Even overseas investors began approaching proactively, hoping to expand their Asia-Pacific distribution rights.

"President Xu, we've received over 180 partnership emails today alone.""LEDA is also clearing the way—your interview in New York brought you tons of goodwill."

Xu Zhiyi nodded, but her tone remained calm:

"Keep filtering.Partnerships are a two-way choice, not a popularity contest."

Her eyes were always composed—able to recognize the rise of a trend, yet firm enough to hold her principles.

[Elsewhere · Shen Zhirou's Agency]

Shen Zhirou slumped on the lounge floor, eyes bloodshot. In front of her were the shattered pieces of her phone and torn-up contracts.

"Why her?! Why does the whole internet believe her just because she spoke once?!"

"I'm the one who got hurt! I was the one!"

Her manager tried to calm her down, but Shen Zhirou was already unraveling:

"I've already lost Lu Yancheng…Now I'm supposed to lose to Xu Zhiyi too?!"

Unbeknownst to them, a photography assistant quietly recorded her meltdown and uploaded it.

Soon, a video began circulating online:

[Backstage Breakdown: Shen Zhirou Screams "Why Her?!"—True Colors Exposed?]

Public opinion turned on her instantly:

[She's overacting… can't even keep her image together.][Crying one second, flipping out the next? Not ready for a comeback at all.][Xu Zhiyi didn't even clap back—and still won everything.]

[That Night · Outside Zhixu Headquarters]

Late at night, as the lights inside the building dimmed, a solitary figure stood across the street in the rain—without an umbrella.

Lu Yancheng stood motionless, rain soaking through his suit. He looked like a lone, silent tree.

He wasn't being impulsive.He wasn't trying to win her back.

Not to restore anything—But to finally let go.

At 2:00 a.m., Xu Zhiyi came out of the building with her coat draped over her shoulders, heading to her car.

She saw the man who had been standing in the rain all night.

He looked thinner. His eyes hollowed with exhaustion, but finally, truly sincere.

He opened his mouth, voice hoarse:

"I'm not here to disturb you.""I just wanted to say it to your face—I'm sorry."

"You were right…You haven't belonged to me for a long time."

"But this apology—I didn't want to wait until you stopped caring to finally say it."

She stood silent for a moment, then finally spoke:

He nodded. He didn't try to stop her.

And she turned and walked away—her steps firm and resolute.

For the first time,he finally understood—

She left because she had truly found a new direction.

Chapter 25: The Livestream Ignites Debate, Brands Rush to Collaborate; Shen Zhirou Breaks Down; Lu Yancheng Waits in the Rain—for One “I’m Sorry”