"Sheng Huai..."

Su Yun was in a state of confusion, half drunk and half awake.

This sentence made all his remaining sanity disappear!

It wasn't until the sky began to glow orange that the noise in the bedroom gradually died down.

It's a mess.

Ears hot and heart beating.

The two calmed down and huddled together, nose to nose, eyes looking into each other's eyes. He rubbed his straight nose against her face gently, moving it slowly and freely.

Su Yun was completely sober.

Her wet eyes met his and did not move away for a long time.

"Sheng Huai."

Su Yun called softly: "Sheng Huai, why are you doing this?"

"Who am I, a vent for your anger?"

As soon as the words fell.

The tenderness in Sheng Huai's eyes disappeared in an instant, and his expression became gloomy and cold again.

"Su Yun." He looked down at her, holding her chin with his big hand, exerting force with his fingertips, and said in a cold tone: "Don't try to anger me with words!"

"I don't give a shit."

The person next to him said nothing more and turned over with his back to him.

Looking at that beautiful white back, Sheng Huai felt a little upset.

That's right, he didn't care at all. How could he care? He just...just liked this body.

It’s definitely not because I care!

Suddenly, there was a fire burning in my heart.

He casually wrapped a bath towel around his waist, walked into the garden outside the balcony, sat on the swing and lit a cigarette.

Smoke snaked up through the foggy predawn air.

In the flickering light, he squinted his narrow eyes and fixed his gaze on the swing.

Why did you build a garden and put a swing in the first place?

It seemed like they had just gotten married, and Su Yun said she wanted to read a book on the swing in the sun.

She also said she wanted a dance studio and wanted to play the piano in the pink sunset.

He had forgotten...

Thinking of the expressions of the men on the stage staring at her, Sheng Huai fiercely put out the cigarette butt with his fingertips.

This feeling of having his things coveted made him extremely unhappy!

Even when she was drunk, she kept mumbling about divorce.

But I clearly remember that this woman liked to hug my neck and say over and over again: "Sheng Huai, I love you so much."

When did she stop loving him?

By the time daybreak came, there were already more than a dozen cigarette butts piled on the garden floor.

In the bedroom.

Su Yun frowned, feeling uncomfortable due to the hangover and the excessive indulgence last night. She closed her eyes, raised her head and rubbed her forehead bit by bit.

Downstairs in the kitchen.

Several servants hung their hands anxiously as they watched their master prepare breakfast at the stove.

Fortunately, since he studied abroad since he was a child, his craftsmanship is not bad.

Holding the breakfast tray, he sat down beside the bed and looked closely at the woman curled up on the bed.

Her jade-like skin was covered with red marks left by herself. Her legs were long and slender, and her long hair fell naturally on her shoulders and waist.

What a goblin!

Thinking of how Lin An stood in front of the car last night, he became angry again, and the soft words that were originally on his lips turned into aggressive commands.

"stand up!"

The body on the bed did not move at all.

Sheng Huai has always had a very cold personality since he was young, and he doesn't know how to coax others.

Or rather...after his mother passed away, he didn't know what it felt like to be coaxed.

Seeing Su Yun silent, he pulled her into his arms with his big hands.

Su Yun turned her face away, not wanting to look into his eyes.

Sheng Huai's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was like a knife.

"Su Yun, if you want a divorce, we have to die together!"

He lowered his head and cast down his eyes.

"Sheng Huai, why can't you just let me go?"

Su Yun struggled to get up, but was pushed back onto the bed again.

She didn't understand why she was willing to leave him, but he was unwilling to do so?

He has always been domineering!

She could only purse her lips stubbornly.

But the more this happened, the more it aroused Sheng Huai's desire to conquer!

Their eyes met and intertwined, and no one was willing to give in.

During the stalemate, the bedroom door behind me was pushed open.

The servant saw the charming scene in the house and stepped back in a hurry: "Mrs. Sheng and the old lady are here."

The door closed again. He stared at the person in his arms for a long time, and his tone became better: "Grandma is here."

Finally regaining her freedom, Su Yun took a deep breath, got up and walked silently into the cloakroom.

She understood what Sheng Huai meant.

The old lady treated her very well and had just recovered from a serious illness, so it was only right that the divorce be kept secret from her for the time being.

Su Yun changed into a silk ankle-length skirt, tied up her long hair, and inserted a green jade hairpin diagonally.

Mrs. Sheng, who was adorned with jewels, looked at the stairs with a gentle tone.

"Xiaoyun, grandma and I are so happy to hear that you're back."

"That's right. Young couples quarrel in bed and make peace. It's so hurtful to threaten others with divorce at every turn!"

Su Yun knew that she was making fun of her, but before she could say anything, Grandma Sheng stood up for her.

"Yuzhi, if you can't speak, go home right now! Instead of gossiping and making sarcastic remarks, you might as well mind your own business!"

Seeing her mother-in-law lose her temper, she didn't dare to say another word.

No one in the Sheng family dared to disrespect Old Madam Sheng.

A few days ago, he persuaded Su Yun to move back at the old lady's request, but was rejected. Now he is embarrassing himself for protecting this naughty girl!

Humph! A bankrupt daughter!

Sheng Huai wanted to pull Su Yun's hand, but Su Yun dodged it without making a sound.

Grandma Sheng saw all of this...

"Xiao Yun, grandma hasn't tasted your cooking for a long time."

"Then I'll go make your favorite dish now." Su Yun's smile was perfect.

When she got up and went to the kitchen, the old lady's face turned ugly and she called her grandson aside.

She lowered her voice, but her anger could not be concealed: "What's the matter with those news?"

"grandmother……"

"I tell you—"

The old lady looked at her grandson with a cold tone: "As the granddaughter-in-law of the Sheng family, I only recognize Xiaoyun!"

"Don't think that you can ignore her just because the Su family is bankrupt. I'm not dead yet!"

Halfway through the meal, Mrs. Sheng spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"You and Sheng Huai have been married for three years, why is there still no movement?"

These words really touched the old lady's heart. Over the years, she had privately instructed the servants to add a lot of things to the soup and rice of the young couple.

But...it seems to have no effect.

Grandma Sheng raised her voice: "When are you going to give me a great-grandson..."

The two of them were silent in tacit understanding.

Mrs. Sheng added, "It's been so long since she got pregnant. Is there something wrong with Xiaoyun's body?"

Su Yun paused with the chopsticks in her hand, raised her head, and said in a light tone: "Sometimes it's not necessarily the woman's fault."

The implication is that Sheng Huai is sick.

She stayed at the table for a long time, and she could even feel that Sheng Huai's eyes wanted to torture her to death on the spot.

It was indeed Sheng Huai's problem. He didn't love her and naturally didn't want to have a child with her, so even though they had sex frequently, he would take measures every time.

After seeing the two off after dinner, the villa returned to dead silence.

Su Yun retracted her smile, walked upstairs, tidied her clothes and prepared to leave.

"Bang!"

Sheng Huai kicked the bedroom door shut, and before she could react, her wrist was grabbed.