Chapter Sixty-One: Fu Hengzhi: Let's Start Over

Fu Hengzhi's voice echoed clearly in the restaurant.

Huo Zhan looked up at Su Muci, whose face had turned pale instantly, and asked calmly, "Is that your ex-boyfriend outside?"

The words "ex-boyfriend" instantly made Su Muci feel physically nauseous.

When her stomach churned, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red from embarrassment.

Huo Zhan's gaze lingered on her flushed cheeks for a moment, and his heart sank.

She got so excited when that man arrived?

He picked up his cutlery and said calmly, "I won't interfere. I trust Mrs. Huo can handle her own private matters."

After saying that, he forked the pastry into his mouth and bit it hard.

"Yes, Mr. Huo, I'll take care of it now."

Su Muci picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, then stood up and walked towards the door.

Just as her slender figure disappeared at the restaurant entrance and walked towards the entryway—

"Crack!"

A sound like metal breaking rang out.

Huo Zhan twisted the finely crafted stainless steel fork in his hand into two pieces!

...

Outside the villa.

The bodyguard slowly pushed open the heavy, ornate iron door.

Su Muci walked out.

She wore an elegant dress, her long hair was braided into a delicate fishtail braid, and she wore light makeup. In the morning light, she looked fresh and refined, instantly captivating the heart of the man outside the door.

"Fu Hengzhi, how did you know I lived here?"

As Su Muci raised her question, Fu Hengzhi, who was in front of the Ferrari, strode arrogantly toward her.

As he walked, he said, "Still playing hard to get with me? Buying this villa in Yunjing Mansion with such fanfare, isn't it just to get my attention and show me that you're no less capable than Ying'er?"

He stopped in front of her, looking her up and down as if assessing an item that belonged to him, and smiled: "Congratulations, you've achieved your goal."

As he spoke, Fu Hengzhi naturally reached out to touch the stray hairs falling across her forehead.

She instinctively dodged it.

"Don't touch me!"

Su Muci's disgusted tone displeased Fu Hengzhi, who couldn't help but mock, "Have you been attending some kind of training course lately? Learning how to hook up with men?"

Surprisingly, he found this tactic quite effective!

He doesn't like women who fawn over him; the more aloof and distant they are, the more irresistible he becomes.

This is the kind of conquering desire that neither Zhou Mengying nor Su Muchi could give him.

Su Muci stared directly at Fu Hengzhi, who was lost in his narcissism, her voice devoid of any warmth: "I don't care how you found my address, please don't bother me again!"

Fu Hengzhi disagreed: "Cici, you've made enough of a fuss, that's enough! I admit I neglected you before, but now I see your efforts."

He deliberately emphasized the word "effort," and said in a condescending tone, "I can give you a chance, let's start over."

restart?

Su Muci frowned.

Fu Hengzhi then added seriously, "However, I have my requirements. Within three days, you must go to GX Radio to resign and officially announce your retirement from the entertainment industry. My woman, Fu Hengzhi's woman, must never be seen selling her smiles and singing for other men!"

These words instantly dispelled the fog in Su Muci's mind.

Her voice rose slightly: "You, the 'Shut-up Young Master' who claimed to be my husband in the live stream and forced me to leave the entertainment industry?"

"Ha, you call me 'husband' quite naturally? If you want to marry into the Fu family, then quit your job and leave the entertainment industry, and never appear in public again. I'm waiting for your official statement."

Fu Hengzhi then leaned close to her ear and said, "If you behave well, I can sleep with you and cure your slutty ways."

"This is something you've been longing for for the past three years, so cherish the opportunity I'm giving you."

After making his statement, Fu Hengzhi returned to his Ferrari with a smile, started the car, and drove away.

Su Muci was left standing there stiffly, her eyes welling up with tears from his last few words.

In this world, only Fu Hengzhi knew about her illness, yet he repeatedly used it to attack her.

"That bastard..."

Su Muci stared at the departing figure, biting her lip hard until she tasted a metallic taste.

"Madam, your husband reminds you that once things are settled, remember to go home for breakfast."

The maid's words brought her back to reality.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and returned to the restaurant.

Huo Zhan was no longer visible near the dining table. The maid explained, "Madam, the master said..."

“I know, we’re going to get our wedding rings made today. I’ll eat quickly so I don’t take up his time.”

"..."

The maid fell silent. Her husband had clearly instructed her to "eat slowly and not choke." Should she tell her wife?

But seeing Su Muci already eating heartily, he swallowed the rest of his words.

Su Muci finished her breakfast in ten minutes, went upstairs to dress up a bit, and then went out with Huo Zhan.

Huo Zhan didn't ask her about the outcome of her dealings with Fu Hengzhi, and Su Muci didn't bring it up herself either.

The two quickly arrived at the jewelry customization center.

In the studio, the designer was showing the design drawings when Huo Zhan's phone suddenly rang.

He told the designer, "You talk to my wife first, and everything will be based on what my wife likes."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

The designer responded, and Huo Zhan, without further hesitation, picked up his phone and walked outside.

Once in the hallway, he answered the phone and asked in a low, calm voice, "Mother, what's wrong?"

A hoarse voice came through the receiver: "Zhan'er, your assistant said he sent your household registration book to Jiangcheng. What have you been doing behind my back?"

"Get the marriage certificate."

"Get a marriage certificate? What kind of certificate?"

Marriage certificate.

...

Su Muchi was intently looking at the ring design sketches provided by the designer.

"Sister? What a coincidence, what are you doing here?"

A shrill female voice interrupted her.

Su Muci turned her head and saw Mrs. Zhou and her daughter Zhou Mengying walking towards her hand in hand.

Zhou Mengying, dressed in designer brands and with impeccable makeup, wore her usual shrewish smile: "Buying another wedding ring? Who are you planning to propose to this time? The deliveryman? Or the food delivery rider?"

Mrs. Zhou chimed in with disdain: "A slut is a slut. So what if she wins over the queen of Jiangcheng Radio? She'll always be a gold digger!"

Su Muci glanced at the two of them indifferently, her eyes filled with a mocking light she had never seen before: "News reports say the Zhou family is 500 million yuan in debt, yet Miss Zhou and Mrs. Zhou still have money to frequent high-end jewelry clubs?"

"If the creditors find out, will they smash up the Zhou family's gate and leave you homeless?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mengying felt as if she had been slapped hard in public, her face flushed red with anger.

What's even more unbelievable to her is how this woman, whom she used to bully, suddenly became so confident.

Then look at the design price of the wedding ring blueprint in Su Muchi's hand—eighty million!

Damn, why did I buy something so good?

Fu Hengzhi used to say he doted on Zhou Mengying, but he had never bought her anything this expensive before! How could he be so generous to Su Muci now?

Zhou Mengyao couldn't breathe properly.

Upon hearing Su Muci's words, the club manager, fearing trouble, stepped forward and said, "Miss Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, this is a VIP membership area. You two are no longer members. Please leave!"

Since Zhou Mengying returned to the Zhou family as the eldest daughter, when has she ever been driven away from a jewelry store?

Her delicate face twisted in anger: "Sister, you've made your name by stepping on the ashes of the dead, that's quite a clever trick! But don't get too cocky, I'll soon leave you with nothing!"

Zhou Mengying pulled Mrs. Zhou away angrily.

Upon reaching the outside of the jewelry club, Zhou Mengying, enraged, pulled out her phone and posted the photos she had secretly taken.

[Expose her!]

After sending the message, Zhou Mengying smirked: "Su Muci, once these private matters of yours are exposed, even the big spenders in your live stream who are showering you with money will break down and unfollow you! Let's see how long you can be so smug!"

Sure enough, a trending topic soon appeared in the news:

#Radio Queen SuSu's Customized Wedding Ring!

Fu Hengzhi, who was playing golf with his father, saw the news on his phone and couldn't suppress the smugness on his face.

"Ha, I just gave her a little taste of sweetness, and she's already so eager? She's proposing to me again?"