When Sheng Huai went downstairs, he saw Su Yun sitting gently next to the old lady.

Her long straight black hair was tied up with a plain hairband, her skin looked whiter than snow against the cyan cotton skirt, and her eyebrows were drooping.

As he watched, a word suddenly emerged in his mind:

-good.

Su Yun raised her little face and her eyes met his as he walked up the stairs.

Those dark and uncertain eyes.

She could never guess what this man was thinking. When he was gentle, he was like a drowning sea. However, most of the time, his tyranny was like a sharp knife stabbing straight into her heart.

Sheng Huai strode towards her.

He sat down next to her naturally, raised his hand to help her add soup and serve food, looking like a gentle and considerate husband.

"What are you daydreaming about?"

Seeing Su Yun's confused face, he leaned his shoulder and smiled gently.

Su Yun didn't understand.

It had been more than a week since that night, and this time he seemed very patient, not even forcing himself in that regard.

She suddenly understood.

Maybe Sheng Huai has another woman outside, so he doesn’t have the extra energy to bother with me now.

"Eat quickly, stop being in a daze..."

Seeing Su Yun's thoughtful look, Sheng Huai felt very happy. It seemed that Su Yun felt his concession.

I must be feeling touched right now.

No matter what, as long as everything can go back to the way it was before and my wife is no longer such a thorn in my side, it wouldn't matter if I gave in a little.

At the dinner table, after the old lady learned that her grandson's test results were fine, she urged them to have a baby as soon as possible.

Sheng Huai agreed readily.

After dinner, Su Yun sat quietly, hugging her knees in her arms and staring blankly.

His eyes passed through the low-key and classical Chinese courtyard and looked at the birds on the sycamore tree outside the window.

"What are you thinking about?"

He walked over, bent down to look at her pale and lovely face, but his fingertips just touched her cheek before she dodged.

"Mrs. Sheng, you seem unhappy?"

"Ah...what...nothing..."

Su Yun's eyes flickered, as if she had just come to her senses. When she saw his face suddenly approaching, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Caught by Sheng Huai.

"Are you afraid of me?" He suddenly felt a little depressed.

Su Yun pursed her lips and gently denied, "I'm not afraid of you. I just... want to keep some distance from you. I don't want to see you lose your temper for no reason again."

This made Sheng Huai very unhappy.

Why do I get angry for no reason? It's obvious that I'm always mad at her.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong.

He frowned and was about to raise his voice, but then he softened his tone again.

"I'll be nicer to you in the future."

"What?" Su Yun suspected that she had heard it wrong.

In the past, he would have lost his temper if he had heard himself say such words.

It seems...the new lover outside takes good care of Sheng Huai's emotions.

"Mrs. Sheng, as long as you behave yourself, I can give you everything."

Sheng Huai smiled faintly and spoke as if he was coaxing a child, combing her long hair bit by bit with his big hands. He seemed to no longer have any aggressive power.

He knew that Su Yun hated him a little now.

But he couldn't figure it out...

Am I not good enough for her?

He gave this woman everything he could, including money and status.

It's not about love, it's just a habit.

Sheng Huai was a little annoyed. He shook the cigarette box, lit a cigarette, and put it in his lips, looking at her through the lingering smoke.

Beautiful woman.

But he was at the top of the business world in Li City and had seen all kinds of beautiful women, but he just couldn't bear to let go of this woman with an increasingly bad temper.

Sheng Huai always thought of himself as a shrewd businessman.

But he didn't understand why he was willing to spend 100 million to buy her back.

He wanted to live a good life with her.

Like most people do.

The husband works to earn money, while the wife does housework at home, gives birth to two more children, and drives away for travel on weekends.

But maybe Su Yun really doesn't love him anymore.

But so what?

He, Sheng Huai, is rich and powerful, and they still have three years of marriage foundation. It would be easy for him to make this weak little woman fall in love with him again.

Thinking of this, his mood suddenly became much better, and there was a lot more tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Su Yun: "Shall we try it tonight?"

Su Yun was stunned for a moment: "What?"

But he reacted quickly, lowered his eyes, threw the magazine on the table and quickly walked out of the living room.

Sheng Huai didn't move, his eyes following her back, a smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

After a cigarette, he drove to the company to take care of some things.

He didn't come back until evening.

Instead of seeing him, Su Yun felt relieved.

After chatting with my grandma for a while, I practiced ballet on the balcony for a few hours before going to the bathroom to take a comfortable bath.

In the misty and steamy bathroom, she threw her entire porcelain white body into the bathtub filled with water, wrapped her long hair in a towel, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Only during this quiet time alone did she feel that she belonged to herself.

Sheng Huai's gentle and even flattering attitude these two days made people feel confused.

She even worried that this was another premeditated plot.

For a businessman, it is impossible for Mr. Sheng to show goodwill for no reason.

Thoughts are scattered.

When she thought of the woman named Lin Yue mentioned by Lawyer An, a complicated expression appeared on her face.

Su Yun understood what that expression meant.

But my father certainly won’t.

My parents have always had a very good relationship. I have never seen them quarrel since I was a child. Before the family went bankrupt, my father planned to hand over the company to me.

It’s just that Su Yun, like her mother, is not very good at business matters.

There was a noise at the door.

The familiar smell of tobacco mixed with alcohol entered my nose.

Sheng Huai is back.

He knew he was taking a shower in the bathroom.

But this time he didn't break in and cause trouble like he did before.

Su Yun quickly got up from the bathtub, dried her body, put on a snow-white cotton bathrobe and walked out.

The wide bathrobe completely wrapped around her petite body. Her long washed hair stuck to her head in wisps, and her whole body was filled with the sweet pear scent of bath foam.

There was no light on in the bedroom.

A spot of scarlet flickered on the sofa, and Sheng Huai was smoking quietly.

Su Yun did not provoke him. She grabbed a dry towel and wiped her hair roughly, then sat in front of the dressing table, staring at a pile of bottles and jars.

"Why don't you ask me?"

Sheng Huai put out his cigarette and spoke softly.

"What do you want to ask?"

"nothing!"

This conversation made him furious again. He came back drunk in the early morning, and she didn't even ask him...

What a heartless little thing!

He glanced at the dressing table with dark eyes, suppressed his anger, stood up and strode over.

Su Yun, whose thoughts were a little confused, stared at the face in the mirror for a moment, then stood up and wanted to leave.

She was pinched by the waist again and sat back down.

"Sheng Huai..."

She refused in a low voice: "It's late."

Sheng Huai smiled frivolously.

"Don't……"