"Sheng Huai is going too far!"

Xiaoyu was so angry when she saw the photo that she started to curse: "A pair of bastards!"

"Xiao Yun, how can you be so calm?! I will accompany you to kill them now and have a good meeting with that woman!"

Su Yun took another macaron from the tray and ate it elegantly with her English black tea before looking up and smiling at Xiaoyu.

“Why don’t you stay calm?”

"Should I not eat if my husband has an affair?"

She looked out the window. The autumn sun was shining brightly, slanting in through the retro window frames.

She seemed to no longer care.

Although they haven't divorced yet, she lives only for herself.

I wonder if I would still be in such a good mood as I am now if I move back to Sheng Huai’s villa, having afternoon tea and chatting with my bestie.

…

Sheng Huai sat in the car, looking out the window coldly.

Today's dinner made him very unhappy.

He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if Su Yun was here.

You will definitely sit beside him gently and obediently, neither talking too much nor being silent, and bring up some topics that everyone is interested in when appropriate.

Elegant and decent.

Sheng Huai's mind is now full of Su Yun.

Thinking back to the first time she met Yun Qishan, she mentioned the dancer who was trapped in marriage with a regretful tone.

He suddenly thought of when Su Yun had just returned to China, she was wearing a white dress and showing her work at a design competition with great enthusiasm.

She should regret it now.

That's why I can't wait to leave.

How could he allow it!

Thinking of this, Sheng Huai felt a surge of anger for no reason.

He opened his phone and called Secretary Gao with a serious face.

"Have you understood the debt situation of the Su Group?"

Secretary Gao said timidly: "Everything has been sorted out and placed on your desk."

"No!"

His voice was cold and stern: "Let the most difficult families come to my good wife to collect the debt."

"Mr. Sheng?"

"this……"

Sheng Huai said indifferently: "Is there a problem?"

"I'll do it right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Huai felt much better. He opened the car window, lit a cigarette and took a deep puff.

His eyes froze slightly as he glanced at the French window of the coffee shop on the corner.

Su Yun was holding a small piece of cake in a daze.

He didn't stop.

Sheng Huai was confident that this woman would come back to him on her own initiative in no time.

…

The lights are coming on.

When Su Yun received a call from her father, her face turned pale as paper.

When she hurried to the hospital, there was already a large crowd gathered at the door of the ward.

Everyone had a fierce look on their face.

"Ms. Su, you're here just in time. When will you pay us back the money we owe you?"

"Yes! Don't act pitiful. If you don't pay us back, we will sue you."

"Speak up, if you don't pay me back we'll come every day and see who can outlast the other!"

Su Yun stood there motionless, watching her once high-spirited father now hunched over and begging for mercy in a low voice from everyone.

I don’t know when his hair started to turn mostly gray.

She knew in her heart that these were warnings from Sheng Huai.

It was not until midnight that the creditors left cursing and leaving a pile of cigarette butts at the door of the ward.

Su Mingan could hardly straighten his back.

He sat on the chair with a pale face and covered his face with his hands.

Su Yun walked over and squatted on the ground, raising her misty eyes and smiling at him.

"dad."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

"You won't go to jail, our family won't break up, everything will be fine slowly."

Su Mingan removed his palm, looked up at her, and said in a calm voice: "Xiaoyun, Dad is useless and has implicated you."

"If I hadn't trusted others so easily, the company wouldn't have gone bankrupt, and none of this would have happened. It's me who harmed you and mom."

Su Mingan, who had fought in the bloody storm for decades, was now curled up in a cold chair, his gray hair draped between his eyebrows, covering his face and crying silently.

Su Yun still had a smile on her face and her tone was relaxed.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"We are a family. No matter what happens, we have to face it together. Fortunately, my mother is now in a sterile chamber for chemotherapy. Don't tell her about what happened today."

"There must be a way to solve this problem."

Su Yun did not mention the negotiations with Sheng Huai.

But everyone knows it tacitly.

Now no one can help her except Sheng Huai.

After comforting her father, Su Yun went for a walk in the back garden of the hospital. It was almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon in the sky was very round.

She sat quietly in the rattan chair, looking up at the night sky in a daze.

Memories are like water.

She recalled many, many past events.

But this time, Sheng Huai’s face is not in the story.

She remembered that when she was a child, her grandmother favored boys over girls, was always unkind to her, and urged her parents to have another child.

They decisively moved to another city with little Su Yun and started from scratch.

"Yun'er, you are mom and dad's only treasure, irreplaceable!"

She recalled that when she first arrived at the unfamiliar school, some gangsters whistled at her. However, no matter how busy her father was with his business, he insisted on sending her to and from school until she graduated from high school and went to study abroad.

On the day we went abroad, my usually restrained father drank a lot of wine, and my elegant and decisive mother talked a lot.

In the end, the whole family hugged each other and cried.

Su Yun thought a lot.

It wasn't until the moon in the sky slowly disappeared behind the dark clouds and the sky became dark and raindrops began to fall that I came to my senses.

My body was already chilled by the night wind.

She stood up and looked up at the light coming from the ward upstairs, her eyes sparkling.

She took out her cell phone and skillfully dialed a number, pursing her lips and speaking softly.

"Let's meet."

"Okay, now."

"Now?"

"Now!"

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yun went back home first, climbed up to the seventh floor step by step, opened the door, and the room was pitch dark.

She swept her white fingertips around the closet and changed into a red dress.

Apply full lip makeup in front of the mirror.

Bright and charming.

She smiled at herself in the mirror, went downstairs and took a taxi to the gate of the villa.

The dark door of the villa was closed, there was almost no light inside, and it looked lifeless.

The roses climbing on the high walls were also in disarray, and collapsed weakly under the rain.

Hearing the doorbell, the servant ran over to open the door.

"My wife is back!"

"Sir! The wife is back!"

The servant opened the door in a hurry and almost ran upstairs to report to Sheng Huai.

But there was no sound from upstairs for a long time.

The servant hurriedly explained to Su Yun again.

"Ma'am, you are finally back."

"When you're not around, my husband locks himself in his room and works, never smiling."

Su Yun raised the corner of her lips slightly, gave a perfunctory smile and went upstairs.

The study door opened and Sheng Huai was sitting at his desk, looking busy.

There was no change on his cold and handsome face because of her arrival.

Su Yun leaned against the door frame and looked at him with lowered eyes.

He was wearing a snow-white striped shirt, a few strands of jet-black hair draped over his angular face, his nose was straight, and his fingers were long and bony.

Yiran looked aloof and inviolable.

She spoke softly to break the silence.

"Did you do what happened today?"

Sheng Huai looked up and stared at her through the lenses.

"yes!"

"Sheng Huai! What on earth do you want to do?!"

He looked at her: "You"