The man's eyes remained calm, though a fleeting hint of panic flashed across them before he quickly regained his composure.

He didn't linger for a moment, walking straight ahead and brushing past the woman who was standing there stunned.

Have I been scammed again?

The woman's voice, filled with despair, carried a profound sense of heartbreak.

It was as if she was about to shatter at any moment.

Chu Xing's eyes darkened, but his steps did not stop for a moment.

The black Maybach stopped in front of the hotel, and the driver quickly opened the car door.

The man strode into the car, which then sped away.

Not only Song Mai, but even Zheng Yao next to her stared in disbelief.

Only when the car's taillights were completely out of sight did Zheng Yao say, still in a daze:

“Song Mai, that looks like your husband.”

Song Mai pinched herself hard until she couldn't help but gasp in pain before she stopped.

Everything I'm seeing is real; it's not a dream.

However, she still refused to believe that Chu Xing would lie to her.

Fang Yu patted her and said somewhat impatiently, "Go in and change your clothes quickly. If you're not going in, then leave. Don't waste our time."

Song Mai was in no mood to attend any cocktail party.

She said, without any appetite, "I'm going back now."

Seeing Song Mai turn and leave, Fang Yu turned to Zheng Yao and said, "Let's go inside."

"good."

Zheng Yao smiled sweetly and, with great perceptiveness, took Fang Yu's arm.

She was still insanely jealous when she recalled Chu Xing's appearance earlier.

She assumed Song Mai had married a poor man, but just now, upon closer inspection, the man was clearly wealthy and powerful.

Zheng Yao nearly tore her skirt to shreds, her eyes filled with undisguised resentment.

Why is it that Song Mai gets to marry a handsome, rich, and powerful man?

In no way can she compare to that wretched slut Song Mai!

Song Mai was somewhat absent-minded the whole way home, and even when she pushed open the door, she was filled with mixed feelings.

The man hadn't returned yet, and she thought to herself that perhaps after what had happened today, he wouldn't come back once he knew he had discovered her disguise.

Song Mai slumped weakly onto the sofa, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

After a while, she rolled up the bedding on the sofa and prepared to put it back in the closet.

Anyway, he won't need it anymore.

Just then, the door was pushed open with a "click" sound from the lock.

Chu Xing was carrying her laptop bag, still wearing the cheap suit she had bought that morning when she left.

Song Mai's face suddenly darkened.

What are you doing here?

Haven't you had enough of acting yet?

Her eyes burned with anger, a mixture of disappointment from being deceived for so long and then suddenly discovering the truth.

Chu Xing changed his shoes at the entrance as usual.

"Let me explain, things aren't as you think."

Song Mai sneered: "What is it then? What kind of excuse are you going to make up to lie to me this time?"

The man knew he was wrong, but things had already progressed to this point, and one lie would inevitably lead to countless more to cover it up.

"I'm not lying to you, this is just my job."

Song Mai looked up at him, her expression clearly disbelieving.

[Workers dressed like this are either domineering CEOs or high-class male escorts.]

Chu Xing's face darkened several shades instantly. This woman had even met a gigolo?

It seems he underestimated her.

He explained, in a rare hoarse voice:

“When I was looking for a job, I interviewed with Yunxing Group. Their HR said I looked somewhat like their president. Right now, their president is on a business trip abroad and can't come back for the time being. But tonight's party is related to a very important project of theirs, so their president has to attend. By chance, they asked me to be their stand-in.”

After hearing this explanation, the doubt in Song Mai's eyes lessened somewhat, but it did not completely disappear.

Don't you think it's a bit fake?

[Even if the CEO can't make it back in time, he wouldn't just hire a substitute, right? And even if that were the case, it's too much of a coincidence—out of so many people, it had to be him?]

Chu Xing frowned slightly, but a glint flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know why they would take this risk. Maybe they had no other choice. If you don't believe me, you can search online to see what their CEO looks like. I've seen photos, and he does look somewhat similar."

Song Mai opened her phone's browser with some skepticism and typed "President of Yunxing Group" into the search bar.

Soon, news and photos about the president of Yunxing Group appeared.

She randomly selected some photos, all of which were taken by the president of Yunxing Group when he attended various events.

However, only the back and sides are shown.

Song Mai compared the photo with Chu Xing's, and they did indeed look very similar.

Their profiles are almost identical.

She finally confirmed with the man, but the doubt in her eyes had vanished.

Are you sure you're telling the truth and not lying to me?

I've been scammed so many times already, I'll never allow anyone to lie to me again!

Upon hearing the woman's thoughts, Chu Xing hesitated uncontrollably for a moment.

However, in the end, he suppressed the slight hesitation in his heart:

"No."

Upon receiving Chu Xing's confirmation, Song Mai breathed a sigh of relief.

She had even prepared for a divorce.

She thought for a moment and explained, "I'm sorry, my reaction was too much and may have scared you a bit, but because I've grown up surrounded by deception, I'm very averse to it, so..."

At this point, a hint of melancholy flashed across Song Mai's eyes.

The man looked at Song Mai. He only knew some of her information through his investigation, but he didn't know what she had been through or what had happened to her.

Hearing her say these things now, I feel extremely sorry for her.

"I'm sorry, I'll let you know if a similar incident happens again."

Song Mai nodded, rearranged the bedding on the sofa, and said somewhat apologetically:

"I thought you weren't coming back..."

"By the way, how did your interview at Yunxing go?"

The man shook his head: "They have high educational requirements; only graduates from prestigious universities with a master's degree or above are eligible."

She had previously glanced at Chu Xing's job application resume, which stated that he was an undergraduate student at a university of science and technology.

The school is not bad, but unfortunately it's only an undergraduate institution.

Song Mai gently comforted her, "It's okay. The job market is tough right now. It's not just you who can't find a job. Take it slow. At least if we don't spend too much, I can still support both of us."

The man pursed his lips and pondered for a moment.

"I'm considering starting my own business."

After what happened today, he thought about it carefully. Although the probability is very small, it is still impossible to completely prevent similar things from happening.

He might run into Song Mai again. Instead of saying he was looking for a job but couldn't find one, he could say he was starting a business. This would not only test whether Song Mai would leave because his business required a large investment, but also provide a reasonable explanation if they bumped into each other again.

Song Mai asked with some concern, "Have you made up your mind?"