In France, Chantilly Castle is an ancient fortress where a rare treasure inexplicably vanished. Rumors spread that this treasure ended up in China, leading to a clandestine, expansive search operation. Despite its scale, the operation struggled, and the treasure remained elusive, with the hunt ongoing.

A year later...

China, East City, March.

For some, love is everything. For others, gain is what matters. Yet, love is the beginning of all happiness.

Love is like a potent medicine; if used wisely, it can bless a lifetime with happiness. Mishandled, and it can curse a lifetime with sorrow.

One day, late at night around 10 o'clock, Mo Tianzhen arrived near a luxurious villa known as Good Fortune. She was dressed in a mid-length black woolen coat and stood under a big tree. She took out her cellphone, opened a message from an unfamiliar number, and cross-checked the address in the message. It was just as she thought, this was the place.

Earlier in the day, an unknown number had sent her a message stating that her boyfriend, whom she had deeply loved for two years, was involved with someone else, and the address provided led her here.

Without taking too much time to contemplate, Mo Tianzhen walked into the neighborhood park, following the cobblestone path that led her further in. After twenty minutes of search to no avail, just as she was about to head towards the community's security office, she saw a lotus lake in the distance. Beside the lake was a wooden bench, on which a silhouette had caught her attention.

She cautiously approached the bench and hid behind a nearby tree for observation.

This place was bereft of street lighting; she could only perceive blurry figures. A man was seated on the bench with a woman straddling his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck and his face buried in her chest.

From a distance, Mo Tianzhen could faintly hear the woman's sensual moans, "Mmm! Darling, be gentle, you’re biting me too hard."

The man remained silent, continuing to indulge in the moment's pleasures.

"Darling, are my breasts more beautiful than your prudish girlfriend's?"

After a moment, the man finally lifted his head satisfied, his hands wrapped around the woman's waist, "Baby, of course yours are more beautiful, every time I see you, I can't get enough."

As the man's voice rang out, something inside Mo Tianzhen felt as though she'd been ruthlessly stabbed. She didn't recognize the woman's voice, but she was all too familiar with the man's voice. He was her deeply-loved boyfriend of two years, and they were just about to discuss marriage.

What a joke!

Clasping her fists, she prepared to go forward and teach this adulterous pair a lesson.

But unexpectedly, before she'd taken more than a few steps, a sound struck her dumb on the spot.

Any idiot hearing that sound would know what it was. She had previously assumed her boyfriend was merely fooling around with the woman upstairs, but apparently, he'd proceeded to do more downstairs too.

She felt as though her heart had been pierced with countless sharp knives, an intense pain that made it hard to breathe.

She'd been dating her boyfriend for more than two years. During their relationship, he'd naturally suggested sexual intimacy, but coming from a strict upbringing, her mother had taught her not to sleep with a man before marriage. Of course, holding hands and sharing a kiss were fine, but she could not taste the forbidden fruit.

Over these two years, she'd always felt proud of having a boyfriend who respected her. She never thought all of this was but an illusion. Looking at the man energetically thrusting into the woman now, Mo Tianzhen felt she'd been too naive, to think a man could remain chaste for love.

The irritating noises felt like a curse, driving Mo Tianzhen on the edge. She bent down to pick up a branch from the ground, preparing to approach the entangled pair.

Just at this moment, a hand rested on her shoulder and a deep, magnetic voice whispered, "It's not good to disturb others' passion."

"You're not the one I'm disturbing, mind your own business." Mo Tianzhen turned around to see a tall man standing behind her. His back was against the light, and she could just make out a large silhouette, unable to discern his facial features.

"My goodness, could it be you're here because..." Suddenly, something dawned on Mo Tianzhen. Could it be that the woman entangled with her boyfriend was this man's girlfriend?

Suddenly, she felt a sense of shared misery.

The man didn't say anything. His sexy lips twitched faintly in response to this woman's wild imagination.

"As your girlfriend is sleeping with my jerk boyfriend, I will excuse myself and calm down somewhere else. I'll leave this scene to you."

Mo Tianzhen could no longer endure the annoying sounds of intimacy, especially not with a strange man standing before her. It was awkward, painful, and embarrassing.