He held Su Yun's slender wrist tightly.

Sheng Huai watched her prepare to leave again, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Su Yun," he said in a hoarse voice.

"Can we talk?"

Su Yun chuckled and said without looking back: "We can talk, but I'll pay you first, 10,000 yuan a minute!"

The fingertips pinching the wrist became heavier, and Sheng Huai was a little unhappy: "Su Yun! Why did you become so greedy?"

"It wasn't like this before. You only asked me for money when the hospital needed it."

Su Yun turned around and looked into his dark eyes.

They stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

She sneered, her voice cold: "Because I don't want to waste my time on someone who is not worth it!"

"Sheng Huai, you are talking to me about the past now. Which past?"

"Before you bought Jiang Zhi a bag worth 100,000 yuan and I humbly asked you for my mother's medical expenses in the hospital?"

"Sheng Huai, what are you talking about? About your contempt for me or about your trampling on my wife's dignity?"

"There's nothing to talk about! The only thing I can talk to you about right now is the dinner!"

"3.5 million! I'll dress up."

"Otherwise, no deal!"

Su Yun finished speaking in one breath, and glanced away from him, looking at the hustle and bustle of the commercial street and the flashing neon lights.

The night wind blew, raising dust and blowing it into her eyes.

The person in front of him was handsome, tall, dignified and extraordinary. He was once the moon that Su Yun had in her heart that she dared not touch.

Now she suddenly felt that it was just a mirage reflected by her burning love.

This man is not perfect, he is even bad!

Sheng Huai finally spoke.

With a strong nasal tone.

"I promise."

He wrote the check quickly and put it into Su Yun's hand, looking into her eyes.

"Su Yun."

He smiled, a rare smile on his face: "Then I will...look forward to your attendance in your best attire."

It was a bit cold on an August night.

Looking at her back, Sheng Huai spoke in a hoarse voice.

"What happened that morning..."

Su Yun stopped, turned around and looked at him with a smile, her tone nonchalant.

"You don't have to explain, I know everything."

Sheng Huai frowned: "What do you know?"

She raised her eyes, and the check in her hand was blown into a ball.

"I know what you want to say about Jiang Zhi. I know everything that happened between you two."

"Sheng Huai! You thought you kept it a secret, didn't you? Don't forget, my Su family was once a wealthy family, and our connections are no less than yours!"

After saying that, she turned and left.

Sheng Huai took a few quick steps and tried to hold her back.

But he lowered his hands in silence.

…

Weekend morning.

Su Yun prepared for this dinner for a long time.

She wore a moon-white Chinese cheongsam, her hair was tied up in a high bun, a fresh jasmine flower was pinned to her ear, and pearl earrings were used to accessorize the look.

The fresh and classical temperament is unforgettable.

Among the crowd of wealthy wives competing for beauty at the dinner party, she was neither high-profile nor vulgar.

The Rolls-Royce was already waiting downstairs.

When Sheng Huai saw the figure coming out of the dark tube building, his eyes flashed with surprise.

She went straight to the back seat.

In the car, Sheng Huai made small talk.

"I'll change your house."

"No need, Xiaoyu and Xiaoze are already helping me find it."

"Then I'll arrange for a few servants to take care of you."

"unnecessary."

"Su Yun..."

"I'm tired."

No more words were spoken along the way.

As soon as Mrs. Chen saw Su Yun, she trotted over and hugged her, then nodded coldly to Sheng Huai.

She had some understanding of this junior schoolmate. Su Yun's graduation design was still hanging on the campus honors wall.

The two women were of similar age and social status, and their husbands were not good people, so naturally they could get along very well.

Mrs. Chen glanced at the tea room and lowered her voice: "How did you deal with that little fox?"

Su Yun chuckled: "I didn't ask, and I don't really care."

Mrs. Chen was a little anxious: "How can we just ignore it? If you don't, what will happen if he plays around outside and can't control his mind?"

"Oh, about last time."

Su Yun changed the subject: "How about the last incident?"

Mrs. Chen smiled happily: "He gave me 5 million and promised to give me half of the profits from this project. Su Yun, I'm lucky to have you!"

In fact, Su Yun didn't do anything.

Mr. Chen was involved in a life of debauchery and scandals. Mrs. Chen had quarreled with him and beaten him, but it was all in vain. Instead, she was exhausted. However, she was reluctant to divorce him.

The two sisters chatted over afternoon tea that day, and Su Yun said, "If there is no love, then you must have money, and you must have one."

She listened to it.

Su Yun felt a little depressed when she caught a glimpse of Sheng Huai who was confidently negotiating business in the teahouse.

People are always very clear-headed when they are advising others, but they themselves don't know where to make a move when they are in the game.

The two sisters were chatting arm in arm. The Chen family villa had a large garden, and midsummer was a great time to enjoy the scenery.

When they reached the pavilion, Mrs. Chen let go of her hand and walked forward a few steps to greet the man who was leaning against the railing and smoking.

"Master Qin is here, what a rare guest."

"Su Yun, do you know this boy? He is Mr. Qin's only son, Qin Bin."

Su Yun paused for a few seconds, without moving, and forced out a stiff smile: "Hello, Master Qin."

Qin Bin stood up, put out the cigarette in his hand, and extended his hand to Su Yun: "Miss Su, it's fate."

His eyes were direct and bold, staring at Su Yun's face without any hesitation, carefully describing her facial features.

Su Yun did not extend her hand.

The servant came to report that the little girl had fallen down while playing games, so Mrs. Chen hurried over.

Qin Bin stared at her and said casually, "You are so beautiful today."

"Miss Su's taste is indeed extraordinary, but her vision of men is a little poor."

Su Yun smiled lightly: "This is my own business and has nothing to do with Master Qin."

He shook the cigarette case, his face became more serious: "Why, you made peace with Sheng Huai? Should I continue to call you Mrs. Sheng now?"

The air froze for a few seconds.

Su Yun didn't want to have too much contact with him.

"If you're curious, you can ask Sheng Huai yourself."

Qin Bin lit a cigarette and watched her leave quickly, her cheongsam swaying, and his heart became a little restless.

Su Yun spent the entire afternoon chatting about gossip, crafts, and luxury goods with the other ladies.

They would reveal each other's business gossip in their casual conversations, and then summarize it and turn it into business opportunities.

This is a skill that daughters of wealthy families have acquired since childhood.

After the main meal, there was a dinner dance.

Unlike the formal business in the afternoon, he changed into a black tuxedo, tied a dark blue waist belt, and wore a dazzling brooch.

Precious and unattainable.

His voice was gentle and he held Su Yun's hand.

"I'll take you to change into your dress."

"I don't want to dance."

Sheng Huai's eyes moved: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Yun shook her head: "I'm too lazy to go. You know I don't like this kind of occasion."

While the two were talking, Mrs. Chen came over.

"Xiaoyun, go change into your dress quickly. We'll take a photo later."

Sheng Huai squeezed her palm tightly and whispered in her ear in a hoarse voice: "I'll take you upstairs to change clothes."

Su Yun pulled her hand away.

"I'll go by myself!"

She turned and went upstairs to the innermost guest room.

Just as I was about to close the door, a tall figure squeezed in.