In the hazy moonlight, the elegant and retro single-family villa that was once brightly lit day and night is now pitch black. Only a few roses sparsely climbing on the iron fence can be seen still stubbornly blooming.
Sheng Huai looked quietly into Su Yun's sad eyes.
The reason why he chose to buy the villa at a lower price was indeed to force Su Yun to return to him out of desperation.
But he is more interested in its investment value and is now willing to give up potential profits and give it back to her just because he wants her to live an honest life and provide her with clothes, food and housework like before.
As a wife, she should be content.
"What are you thinking about?"
He moved closer, wanting to hold Su Yun in his arms and listen to her gentle and coquettish words, even if she frowned and looked at him with disdain, but he was avoided.
Su Yun walked forward in silence, then slowly squatted down near the rose vine with withered branches and leaves, and a layer of sadness gradually covered her eyes.
"These roses were planted by Dad. He said he wanted to give Mom a whole rose garden."
“Although everything has changed...it’s still there.”
“Nothing has changed!”
He pinched her slender wrist, his eyes were heavy, and he patiently spoke in a gentler tone: "You are still Mrs. Sheng, the house is still there, and your parents are still as loving as ever."
Su Yun still didn't speak.
He frowned and raised his voice suddenly: "Su Yun, I really don't know what you are thinking!"
"What on earth do you want? You are now the richest and most prestigious woman in Li City, why are you still not satisfied?"
"With your appearance, you would have been abandoned by other men a long time ago! How come you never know how to please your husband!"
He finished speaking in one breath, and immediately felt shocked.
How could he say such things to her? He clearly wanted to make Su Yun happier, so why did his words always fail to express his meaning?
"Su Yun, I..."
Sheng Huai wanted to say something soft, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. He could only take a few steps forward awkwardly and squat beside her.
Su Yun lowered her eyes and gently stroked the flower vines with her fingertips.
She didn't listen to a word Sheng Huai said just now. All she could think of was her father's panicked expression when he heard the name Lin Yue.
She was really afraid that what she guessed was true.
How is it possible? My parents have been in love for decades!
Let's wait for Lawyer An to investigate for a while. Maybe it's not what I think.
"Let's go."
She stood up without looking back.
For a moment, Sheng Huai was a little surprised. Su Yun had no reaction to what he just said?
Suddenly, he became angry again. How dare she treat him like air!
I wanted to rush up to her, put my arms around her slender waist and question her, but when I turned around, I found that she had already got into the car with an indifferent look on her face.
He was so angry that he laughed and got into the car with big strides.
"Where did Madam Sheng learn to play hard to get?"
In the car, Sheng Huai gripped the steering wheel tightly and took a look at what was happening behind him, with a playful look on his face.
Su Yun's current behavior is nothing more than wanting him to pay more attention to her. I don't know when this little woman learned these little tricks to win over her husband's heart.
But she is willing to spend time on herself, which makes her look cute even though she is clumsy.
Thinking of this, Sheng Huai's lips curled up unconsciously into a cold smile.
But he didn't get the answer he wanted.
Su Yun closed the car's tailgate without saying a word. She didn't want to listen to this man's nonsense!
Looking at the partition separating the back row, his face, which had just been smiling, instantly turned pale.
Holding the steering wheel, Sheng Huai felt at this moment like he was the cheapest driver, not even worthy of looking at his master's face!
He forced himself to drive fast.
The black luxury car slowly drove into the villa.
The butler trotted over to greet him, "Sir, would you like to prepare dinner?"
Sheng Huai stared at the figure who got out of the car and walked in, his eyebrows twisted into a knot.
"Um."
He thought for a moment and said, "Prepare some more sweet shrimps that my wife likes."
"yes."
The housekeeper went to make arrangements respectfully.
The lights in the dance studio soon came on.
There were a few moves that were a little unfamiliar during tonight's performance, so Su Yun planned to practice dancing. After this performance, she now has enough confidence to return to the stage.
If I had my own career, at least I wouldn't be trapped in this cold and gorgeous cage anymore.
She gently stood on tiptoe, raised her slender and straight long legs little by little, and let them hang down to her smooth forehead.
She looked in the mirror and her eyes froze.
The figure at the door was still tall and handsome, but it no longer made my heart beat faster.
Sheng Huai greeted her cold face, and his tone was actually a little bit flattering: "Come downstairs for dinner, all your favorites."
"I'm not hungry."
Su Yun looked away and continued to concentrate on her movements.
He had a stiff smile on his face: "Just think of it as... keeping me company? Or what do you want to eat? French food, please?"
"We haven't gone to the French restaurant we talked about last time yet."
Su Yun forced a smile.
"We'll talk about it later."
Sheng Huai put away his smile and looked at her indifferent expression. He felt a little angry, but for some reason he couldn't say a word.
"All right."
He pretended to understand: "If you are hungry, I will ask the servants... to bring it up to you."
"Um."
The door was closed again.
Su Yun continued to practice dancing, her face calm and expressionless with no emotion.
It was as if no one had been here just now.
She has given Sheng Huai too many chances and believed in his brief tenderness too many times.
But in the end, the facts will slap her hard in the face and laugh at how naive and ridiculous she is!
She didn't want to believe him anymore.
I don’t want anything anymore, good or bad.
It was not until late at night that Su Yun returned to the bedroom, covered in sweat.
Sheng Huai hasn't slept yet.
He was wearing a black silk home suit, gold-rimmed glasses, with his hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, and he was quietly reading a yellowed magazine.
"Su Yun—a talented fashion designer, a ballet elf..."
He looked up from the magazine and stared at the slender figure in front of him, surprise in his eyes: "My wife is really amazing."
"Why didn't I know before that you were interviewed by a magazine?"
Su Yun's eyes flickered.
Sheng Huai got these interviews from somewhere, all of which were from her college days. At that time, she had participated in many large and small competitions and was indeed interviewed by several fairly famous magazines.
"That's all in the past."
She said something perfunctorily, sat down in front of the dressing table, loosened her hair, picked up a comb and started to comb her long hair bit by bit.
"Yeah?"
Sheng Huai got up from the sofa, walked behind Su Yun, and looked at her face in the mirror.
The delicate and indifferent facial features made him feel hot.
It was so cold as ice, yet he couldn't control himself.
"Mrs. Sheng..."
He bent down and rested his chin on her thin, white shoulders, and said in a hoarse and confused tone: "Don't forget, we are husband and wife."
Su Yun paused what she was doing and looked straight at the handsome face in the mirror.
The smile at the corners of her eyes was bright, but her tone was cold.
"couple……"
"Then if a scandal like this breaks out that another woman broke her hand for Mr. Sheng, the Sheng Group's stock will definitely be affected, right?"
Sheng Huai's eyes darkened.
"What do you want to say?!"