Chapter 93 New Home, New Life

"Stop talking."

Zhu Jin's expression remained calm, revealing neither joy nor anger: "I know what I'm doing."

"You know what you're doing? What do you know?" Old Master Zhu stared intently at him.

Zhu Jin said impatiently, "In short, I will not allow Zhao Mobai to covet even a fraction of the Zhu family's wealth."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zhou Wu was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward: "Wait! Zhu Jin, you haven't treated your injuries yet..."

Before he could finish speaking, he had already strode away.

Grandpa Zhu suddenly felt a headache coming on. He waved his hand and said angrily, "Don't talk to him so much! I just don't understand what's so good about that Shen Shuangmiao? Why is he so obsessed with her!"

Zhou Wu's eyes flickered, so she had no choice but to go back and comfort him.

Individual testing.

Shen Shuangmiao woke up in the unfamiliar large bed, feeling disoriented for a few seconds.

The surroundings were extremely luxurious, and everything exuded an air of high cost.

But this environment reminded her that this was no longer the Su family home, nor her little studio.

This is the wedding room that Zhao Mobai prepared.

This is the place she had to choose to live in order to escape her past.

Shen Shuangmiao suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart, a sense of unreality.

She got up to wash up, and only after she was more awake did she manage to dispel the inexplicable sense of confusion in her heart.

Shen Shuangmiao walked down the spiral staircase, and the huge living room was empty and quiet.

She was about to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything she could make for a simple breakfast when the doorbell rang.

Shen Shuangmiao looked over and saw through the video doorbell that Zhao Mobai was standing outside the door.

He was carrying a paper bag, dressed casually but still exuding an air of nobility.

Shen Shuangmiao frowned slightly, but still pressed the open button.

Good morning, fiancée.

Zhao Mobai walked in on his own, his demeanor completely natural, as if they were already married.

He placed the paper bag he was holding on the table.

"I guessed you might not be used to it yet, so I didn't prepare breakfast. I brought you some on the way."

Shen Shuangmiao glanced at it and found that it was a famous dim sum restaurant in the city that required reservations well in advance.

She felt a little awkward and whispered, "Thank you."

Zhao Mobai leaned lazily against the island platform, his gaze sweeping over her with a hint of scrutiny.

He casually said, "By the way, there's something you might not know. Last night, Zhu Jin got into a fight at a bar. It caused quite a stir, and he even ended up in the police station."

Shen Shuangmiao paused for a moment as she was about to grab some snacks.

But it was only for a moment.

She continued what she was doing, picked up a crystal-clear shrimp dumpling, her tone revealing no emotion.

"Yeah?"

Zhao Mobai noticed her pause and gave her a half-smile.

He added slowly, "I heard it was because those few ignorant people were talking about you climbing the social ladder and finding a new partner. They didn't say anything very nice, and he went crazy and attacked you."

After Zhao Mobai finished speaking, his gaze fell on Shen Shuangmiao's face, scrutinizing every change in her expression, as if he were conducting a silent test.

He wondered if she would be moved or softened at all when she heard that Zhu Jin had lost control in order to protect her reputation.

Shen Shuangmiao's fingers, holding the chopsticks, tightened slightly, and her fingertips felt a little cold.

Wishing you annihilation...

How long is he going to go crazy?

Do you have to completely destroy yourself to be satisfied?

Shen Shuangmiao felt tired and quickly suppressed her emotions.

She looked up at Zhao Mobai: "It's his business who he's willing to go crazy for, it has nothing to do with me."

Shen Shuangmiao's voice was calm, without the slightest tremor, as if she were talking about a complete stranger.

As Zhao Mobai watched her feign composure and distance herself from Zhu Jin, the smile in his eyes deepened, revealing a knowing understanding.

She wasn't completely unmoved; she simply used reason to forcefully suppress any inappropriate emotional fluctuations.

That's fine too.

This at least shows that she is not truly heartless.

He has plenty of time and patience.

Zhao Mobai didn't continue the topic, and said in a relaxed tone, "By the way, there's a business cocktail party tonight. Come with me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuangmiao's brows furrowed unconsciously.

She is now practically the eye of the storm in public opinion.

She just got divorced, quickly got engaged, and now her ex-husband is causing such a commotion for her...

Appearing in public at this time is tantamount to exposing oneself to criticism from everyone.

"I……"

She was about to refuse.

Zhao Mobai seemed to know what she was going to say and interrupted her directly, his tone filled with confidence and dominance.

"Don't worry about anything else, I'll take care of everything."

He leaned forward, closing the distance: "Now, you are my fiancée, Zhao Mobai. No one in this circle dares to be so disrespectful as to mess with my people."

Shen Shuangmiao was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Mobai is confident and flamboyant, unruly, and somewhat unfathomable.

He is different from Zhu Jin.

Or rather, being around him felt both reassuring and unsettling.

What reassured her was knowing that under his protection, she truly no longer needed to worry about any storms.

What's unsettling is that this person is too domineering, and she can't understand the deeper meaning behind Zhao Mobai's actions.

Shen Shuangmiao remained silent for a moment, knowing that since she had chosen this path, some situations were ultimately unavoidable and she would have to face them sooner or later.

"good."

She finally nodded. "I'll make time to go with you."

Zhao Mobai smiled and said, "I'll have someone prepare clothes for you. You should eat first. I have some things to do at the company, so I'll be leaving now."

Shen Shuangmiao nodded and watched him leave.

night.

Shen Zhaomobai had a formal dress sent over.

She wore a light blue off-shoulder dress, simple and elegant in style, without too much decoration, yet it perfectly outlined her slender waist and graceful neckline.

The stylist gave her an exquisite makeup look, pulled her long hair up to reveal her smooth forehead and slender swan neck, and added matching pearl earrings, making her look noble and elegant, yet with a cool and aloof temperament.

After Shen Shuangmiao finished tidying up, she walked down the stairs. Zhao Mobai, who was waiting below, looked up and a hint of amazement flashed across his eyes.

He stepped forward, very naturally extending his arm for her to take, a lazy and charming smile playing on his lips.

"It's beautiful."

His praise was direct but not frivolous.

Shen Shuangmiao nodded slightly in response.

The two traveled together to the hotel where the cocktail party was being held.

Just as Shen Shuangmiao had predicted, when they appeared hand in hand at the entrance of the banquet hall, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

She could sense something in those gazes.

To investigate, to disdain, or to feel jealousy and contempt.

In short, no one showed her any kindness.

To her surprise, there were no pointing fingers or whispers around her as she had expected.

Everyone who came into their line of sight immediately put on a polite, even slightly ingratiating smile, and people kept coming up to exchange pleasantries.

"Mr. Zhao, Ms. Shen, good evening!"

"You two are a perfect match, congratulations!"

"Mr. Zhao, you are very fortunate. Congratulations on your engagement."

These people's words were filled with nothing but flattery towards Zhao Mobai.