Jinzun Underground Parking Lot.
The red Porsche extinguished its engine, and the woman got out of the car, heading straight for the VIP elevator.
The security guard's eyes widened at the sight of her, panic making him yell into his walkie-talkie, "Quick, notify the manager, Mrs. Mu has arrived!"
...
When Song Jiaxiang hurried to the 28th floor, he saw Su Nian emotionlessly opening the door.
Soft feminine pants resonated from the luxurious and opulent room, "Ah...President Mu…"
There was no man's voice.
The thin long heels of Su Nian made no sound on the carpet.
She walked until she was just a few steps away from the bed, and yet, neither person on it noticed her.
Song Jiaxiang stood at the open door, uneasily watching Su Nian’s back.
The chaos on the bed didn't trigger any emotion in Su Nian's eyes. She calmly spoke, "Ru Feng."
The two figures moving on the bed stopped. The woman turned her head to look at Su Nian, let out a shriek,“Ah!” She grabbed the sheet to cover herself, hiding behind Mu Ru Feng in fear.
Mu Ru Feng had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He turned around to look at Su Nian, his clear eyes filled with an icy chill.
His thin lips opened and closed, his words as piercing as needles.
"You're truly disgusting."
Su Nian's eyelashes quivered slightly.
Emotion finally appeared in her placid eyes.
“No, you're the despicable one.” Her voice chilled by a couple of degrees, “You cheated, with some disgraceful woman, but you didn't bat an eye when your legal wife caught you; yet, I am even worse..." Su Nian took a light breath, her gaze intensely fixed on Mu Rufeng.
“Even someone as despicable as you, I still love to death.”
Song Jiaxiang's face changed.
These weren’t the words he should hear.
Originally, he had rushed over fearing that this ‘madame’ would create a scene; it seemed there wouldn't be a major issue today?
He hesitated and took a few steps back, signaling the waiting security personnel to stay quiet.
The room went quiet; Mu Rufeng looked at Su Nian for a moment, slowly curved his lips into a smirk and let out a cold laugh.
"You're right."
He insulted her again.
Su Nian's face showed no emotion.
He was the man she loved; she had to be strong enough to bear everything.
...
Watching as Mu Rufeng calmly dressed under Su Nian's gaze and strode out of the room, Dong Winyi only revealed her face from under the blanket after Su Nian followed him out.
Remembering what Su Nian had just called her—an indecent woman—made her angry.
But she had been right not to argue.
She had married Mu Rufeng for two years and had already looked for him countless times.
This woman wasn't to be trifled with. Her agent had warned her before she even slept with Mu Rufeng.
If she were caught, staying silent would basically be the end. But if she continued to cling to Mu Rufeng, Su Nian wouldn't simply let the matter rest.
Even though Mu Rufeng didn't like her, she was, after all, the eldest daughter of the Su family and the recognized Mrs. Mu.
If she truly wanted to do something, the Mu family couldn’t interfere. If it got out of hand, they would even have to help her deal with it.
She didn’t want her newly shining star path to be destroyed by some crazy woman.
...
Song Jiayang very carefully sent Mu Rufeng and Su Nian to the parking lot. He watched as Mu Rufeng got into the black Mercedes, and Su Nian climbed into the passenger seat. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He wiped away a layer of thin sweat from his palms, watching as the car drove away.
He exhaled a breath of relief, "Thankfully, all's calm today."
The security guards all nodded in agreement.
They still vividly remembered the last time Su Nian came.
That model, despite hearing that Su Nian had already entered the room, continued to cling onto Mu Rufeng.
At that moment, Su Nian slapped her twice right in front of Mu Rufeng. The model and Su Nian began to tussle, but the model had no advantage. No one could stop Su Nian, who caused a mess in the room, and a number of media journalists were called over. That model's career was essentially over.
Today Dong Wanyi remarkably caught the vibes well.
...
It was December, and it was bitterly cold.
The Maybach was like a bolt of black lightning, darting home in just a few moments.
Mu Rufeng parked the car, didn't even look at Su Nian and went straight into the villa.
The maid Zhang Qin pleasingly received Mu Rufeng's coat and watched him go up the stairs.
Su Nian opened the door.
Zhang Qin looked back at her and whispered, "Ma'am."
Su Nian did not look at her and changed her shoes before going upstairs.
She stood in front of Mu Rufeng's door and knocked, "Rufeng, I want to speak with you."
There was no response.
Su Nian stood at the door for quite some time.
Zhang Qin nudged Gu Yi with her arm and whispered, "They had another fight with Manager Mu."
Gu Yi was replying to a message, and upon hearing this, he glanced toward the second floor.
Su Nian's silhouette seemed so lonesomely desolate.
Without uttering a word, she lowered her head once more.
Zhang Qin continued her chatter, "Married for two years and still sleeping in separate rooms, tch tch..."
Just then, Su Nian spun around, her cold gaze fixated on Zhang Qin.
Startled, Zhang Qin fell silent.
Had her voice been that loud? Could Su Nian have heard her?
Under Zhang Qin's anxious heartbeats, Su Nian slowly returned to her room.
Zhang Qin heaved a sigh of relief.
She originally wanted to gossip with Gu Yi, but remembering Su Nian's discomforting look, she pursed her lips deciding not to speak further.
...
After taking a shower, Su Nian carelessly wiped her hair dry and flopped onto the bed.
In the pitch-black room, Zhang Xinzhe's magnetic voice echoed from her phone.
"I love you, such a clear and solid faith, I love you, such a warm and brave force..."
"I don't care how much my heart hurts, how panicked love makes me, no matter what others think, love is a faith, it brings me to your side..."
Su Nian slowly opened her eyes.
She had been living this way for two years, catching men in hotels, sleeping in separate rooms, and healing herself during unbearable nights.
Whenever it came to the point, she would carefully recall every bit between her and Mu Rufeng, greatly magnifying the tiny goodnesses.
When she was pregnant and suffering from nausea, she attempted to give him a call.
He picked up, despite his consistently cold tone, but he listened to all her complaints.
She boldly asked, "Do you want a boy or a girl?"
A pause from the other end of the phone, followed by Mu Rufeng's indifferent voice, "Either is fine."
These two words dispelled all the hardships Su Nian had suffered from the child in her belly in those few months.
He countered her, "What about you?"
The corner of Su Nian's lips slowly stretched into a smile, as if recalling the rare tenderness in Mu Rufeng's voice at that time.
She responded, "Either is fine."
The music stopped, and Su Nian took a long breath.
At least now she was his wife.
...
Six in the morning.
The sky was still dark when Zhang Qin and Gu Yi started getting busy.
As Zhang Qin prepared to take a breather, she suddenly saw Mu Rufeng coming down from upstairs.
His sleek black suit made him look like an indifferent Satan.
She quickly put down her water cup, calling out, "President Mu."
Gu Yi sided her glance.
Unmindful of Zhang Qin, Mu Rufeng changed his shoes and left the house.
Zhang Qin stared blankly at the closed door for a moment, then quickly walked into the kitchen to talk to Gu Yi, "What do you suppose President Mu is up to, leaving this early?"
Gu Yi was so absorbed in washing the vegetables, as if he hadn’t heard Zhang Qin's words.
Zhang Qin spoke again, “It seems that President Mu and the Madam had quite a fight yesterday. President Mu isn’t even eating breakfast at home today.”
"Have you cleaned the living room yet?" Gu Yi finally turned his head to glance at her.
Zhang Qin cast a look at Gu Yi, stayed silent, and then went out to clean the living room.
