This incident caused quite a stir in S City; no one expected such a thrilling juicy story. Guan Mingyue's explanation was particularly exciting, leaving Yun Nuan completely stunned.

Zhou Yue, Yun Shanhe—ah, names that are both strange and familiar. Aren't they just my stepfather and stepmother? Is it really that exciting?

The incident began when Zhou Yue somehow managed to get into the banquet. All night, she watched her nominal husband flirt with all sorts of women, and in the end, they even shared an intimate kiss in a secluded corner.

It was all so ridiculous. She watched their half-hour flirting with tears in her eyes, recording the whole thing, afraid that she might leave any trace.

In the middle of the night, she finally saw Yun Shanhe at the hotel. He smelled of all sorts of perfumes. When Zhou Yue asked him about it, he impatiently replied that it was just from other people.

Yun Shanhe couldn't understand whether Zhou Yue had gone too far lately. He had told her before not to interfere in his business and to just sit back and enjoy her position as Mrs. Yun. But now she was not only meddling but also questioning him.

How dare she question me when I gave her the money and status she wanted?

Zhou Yue understood Yun Shanhe's thoughts. She couldn't help but smile mockingly, even though she felt a sense of self-mockery in her heart. However, she had to cover up the traces of those women. They all deserved to die. They all deserved to die.

Zhou Yue helped him fix his clothes and urged him to wash up. After his anger subsided, Yun Shanhe looked away from her ingratiating face, not wanting to look at her any longer. He had always known that his wife was petty and couldn't compare to Lin Yuyan in the slightest.

If I hadn't been attracted to her face when I was young, I would never have married her. It's true that everyone makes mistakes when they're young.

With just one simple sentence, he so easily revealed half of two women's lives, without a trace of shame.

From that day on, Zhou Yue began to get involved in Yun Shanhe's work, providing him with work meals or doing everything she could to get him to eat at home, even if it was just the two of them.

Yunzhou and Yunxue didn't go home at all; she forced a smile and tried to persuade the man to stay.

At first, Yun Shanhe could accept it, but later Zhou Yue even wanted to be his secretary. He felt that his authority had been challenged because Zhou Yue actually wanted to replace his people.

Zhou Yue listened coldly to his questioning, finding it amusing that this woman he was protecting had gotten involved with him. It turned out that he hadn't only slept with female bosses of listed companies, but also female secretaries.

What did he see in them? Their intelligence and talent could still help him, but he clearly could too, so why didn't Yun Shanhe give him a chance?

So, during another secret meeting with Yun Shanhe, she put sleeping pills in his water. She went to great lengths to finally plant her own spy within the Yun family—Yun Shanhe's special assistant.

She left the work to her assistant and locked Yunshanhe up.

She bought a house, far from the crowds, where only the two of them lived. She was very satisfied. She had finally fulfilled her original wish and kept Yun Shanhe tightly by her side.

A black collar fastened around his neck, and thin chains wrapped around his ankles. The fixed distance drove Yun Shanhe to the brink of madness.

He was especially furious when he woke up and saw Zhou Yue staring at him with a fascination in her eyes.

"What are you doing! What the hell is that on my neck, Zhou Yue!"

Zhou Yue smiled slightly, her index finger touching his lips. There was no fear on her face. She just watched him smile and carefully examined his face. It was this face that had captivated people when he was young.

She was just living a quiet, ordinary life, and she blamed him for provoking her first. His methods of pursuing her had captivated this naive girl.

She started dating this man when she was twenty, and now more than twenty years have passed. She is no longer young, while he remains as charming as ever, but that is not a reason for him to abandon her.

She loves him, and he can only belong to her, Zhou Yue!

"Are you angry? There's something even angrier."

After she finished speaking, she turned and sat back down on a stool by the bed, picking up a black whip from the table beside her. She tested its sturdiness; it was just right.

"I don't know if you'd like this black calfskin whip. It would look really nice leaving marks on you. It was custom-made for me, and it took me a very, very long time to make it..." She had a nostalgic expression, her eyes filled with confusion. Just how long had it been?

It seems like it was when she first met him, or after they got married, but anyway, she's going to bring this out today.

There were other props on the table, but she liked this one better; she would soon see it being waved around.

Yun Shanhe stared at her in disbelief, his eyes filled with the urge to berate the person in front of him.

"You're insane! You're insane, Zhou Yue, let me go!"

Yun Shanhe shouted and yelled, abandoning all his refined and scholarly image and revealing his true colors: an easily angered, selfish, and mean-spirited person.

Zhou Yue cracked the whip, the sound ringing out on the leather surface, crisp and pleasant, and she smiled with satisfaction. Yun Shanhe cried out in pain.

"Zhou Yue, you're asking for it!"

He tried to get up and resist, but the black collar was locked to the headboard, and he couldn't get any closer to Zhou Yue. It was clear that Zhou Yue had planned this all along.

Fear finally appeared in Yun Shanhe's eyes. This woman had gone mad! He realized this only now, but it was too late.

Zhou Yue slowly opened her mouth.

"Shanhe, don't rush, this is just the beginning, let's take it slow. You don't even know about this house, you know? You're really disobedient, sleeping and kissing so many women behind my back, you're really unclean."

She placed the computer in front of him; it contained evidence of Yun Shanhe's infidelity, including photos of them kissing, holding hands, and in hotels, including one that was a bedroom photo. He didn't know how she got her hands on it.

Yun Shanhe looked at her in horror, "You...when did you find out?"

Zhou Yue smiled bitterly. He didn't refute her at first, but instead questioned her, asking why she was always so self-righteous when she was the one who loved him the most!

The black whip slowly traversed his cheek, and when it reached his chest, she gently parted his clothes, and the next second, caught off guard, she struck him down.

A gasp rang out; it was Yun Shanhe who had been hit without any warning.

Zhou Yue picked up the duct tape next to her and went over to seal his mouth shut, her eyes filled with a crazy love.

"I don't want to hear your excuses; you'll only blame me. Because you know it's all true—you betrayed me, and you deserve to be punished."

Don't even think about escaping. I've arranged everything for you at the company. I told you you'd be going on a business trip for a month. For the past two months, I've been bringing you food and drinks to help you set all this up, and my husband has been doing this behind my back again.

Then all I can do today is teach him a lesson in how to be a decent person.

I, Zhou Yue, cannot touch anyone else, and no one else can touch him. But now you are tainted, and I will slowly, slowly, wash away these traces.

After saying that, she poured cold water directly over his head. In the cold season, this could make a person sick from the cold.