The sunlight shines on her delicate and plump face, like a peach covered with fine fuzz.

Mrs. Sheng said nothing and looked at the girl in front of her seriously for the first time.

She seemed a little different.

Whenever they met before, she would hide behind Sheng Huai like a frightened little rabbit, and would just remain silent with red eyes when she was wronged.

It's not like it is now.

So firm and confident.

But she quickly collected her thoughts, put on a smile again, and softened her tone: "Your divorce from Sheng Huai will do me no good, it's better than him marrying a little witch to bother me in the future."

"Su Yun...I like you more."

After saying that, she reached out and carefully stroked her fair face under the sunlight, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"You are really beautiful, but unfortunately your personality is not likable, otherwise Sheng Huai would not fall in love with other women."

Su Yun smiled lightly, and her tone became even colder: "I don't care whether you like me or not."

"If Madam Sheng is so free, why not persuade your good son to agree to a divorce as soon as possible."

Madam Sheng’s face turned pale.

"Su Yun! Don't push your luck! For a bankrupt girl like you, it's a great blessing to be able to continue to live in a family like ours!"

"Sheng Huai just has a scandal. Why are you so persistent? Ha! Everyone has been young and beautiful before."

"You should keep this great blessing for yourself." Su Yun raised her eyes, opened the car door and didn't even look back.

Mrs. Sheng was speechless for a moment and could only curse inwardly before leaving with a sullen face.

…

Su Yun returned to the mall and had a job in the evening, an outdoor event organized by a wedding company, where she had to dance two ballet shows. Although it was in a forest park on the outskirts of the city, which was very far away, it was nothing compared to the 800 yuan for three hours.

The performance ended late at night, and by the time she came out after changing her clothes, the crowd had already dispersed.

It was dark all around.

The last bus had already left. Su Yun, with heavy stage makeup on her face, stood at the intersection to hail a taxi.

But this location was too remote, so she decided to move forward a little.

A familiar car appeared not far away and drove towards us steadily.

Su Yun's heart sank slightly, and she stood there without moving.

The car door opened and his shiny leather shoes stepped on the ground. He was wearing a suit and black-framed glasses and seemed to have lost some weight.

The two faced each other, their eyes following each other's, staring at each other in silence.

The spring breeze blew her long hair up and down, and her skin was stung by the thick stage makeup. Su Yun clutched the hem of her skirt and looked away.

She understood what Sheng Huai meant in his eyes.

Now, as long as she opened her mouth and said a few words, he would pull her into the car and drive all the way to the luxurious Sheng family villa.

Tomorrow she would wake up in her French bed and dump her porcelain body into a bathroom bigger than her rental house.

But she doesn't want to.

She didn't want to be that submissive and uneasy rich wife anymore.

Don't let your husband go to the sea with another woman.

The surroundings became increasingly quiet. Sheng Huai looked at her, waiting for her to lower her head.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

In just a moment, without any hesitation, she walked further and further on the suburban road lined with sycamore trees.

"stop!"

In just a moment, Su Yun was hugged tightly.

"What are you crazy about? Let me go."

Su Yun was furious and wanted to push him away, but the person behind her was like an iron wall.

He said in a tough tone: "Su Yun, you can't run away!"

How could I bear to watch her leave from me!

Su Yun was held so tightly that she couldn't breathe. She raised her high heels and kicked him hard on the leg, but the person behind her didn't move at all.

Until I have no more strength.

"Sheng Huai, please let me go." Su Yun murmured, her eyes filled with tears.

After three years of marriage, Sheng Huai is like a cold stone that can never be warmed up.

She has given up her fantasy now. She just wants to get married and leave...

But why is he unwilling to do so?

Why don't you want to let him go?

He didn't move at all, and large, shocking patches of scarlet appeared on his trouser legs.

Sheng Huai pinched Su Yun's slender white chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. Their eyes met, and their expressions could not be seen clearly in the darkness.

He spoke word by word, like a wolf staring at its prey: "Impossible!"

After he finished speaking, he kissed her hard!

The familiar scent in his arms soothed his irritability and restlessness over the past few days. Now he just wanted to uncontrollably...

Su Yun pursed her lips tightly.

He couldn't control himself, she hated and was angry!

A fishy-sweet taste fills the mouth.

He didn't try to hide, and the bright red blood flowed from the corners of his lips into his heart.

Su Yun couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him hard, and he finally let go.

This was the second time she had hit him.

Sheng Huai stood straight, looked at her for a long time, and said in an unexpectedly gentle tone: "Get in the car."

She didn't even turn around.

He didn't chase her this time, he just looked at her.

Watching her walk further and further away in the night.

Look at the thick, rough and exaggerated stage makeup on her face.

Looking at her skirt which had turned a little white.

He watched her...leave him.

After a long, long time, he was still standing tall and handsome under the phoenix tree.

He didn't know when it started raining, and every drop of rain hit his heart.

The driver got out of the car and held an umbrella for him.

"Master, it's raining."

Without moving, he suddenly said, "I know, it was also raining on the day Mrs. Sheng married me."

That night.

Secretary Gao received a call while she was still enjoying her weekend.

"What's wrong with her? Why does she work in a place like that?"

Secretary Gao's palms were sweating with nervousness, and he said softly, "Boss Sheng, didn't you ask me to take care of your wife's work?"

Sheng Huai leaned against the car body, blew out a smoke ring, and uttered a swear word elegantly.

Secretary Gao was shocked all over and was so panicked that he could hardly stand. He had worked for President Sheng for many years, but this was the first time he saw him lose control of his emotions.

"Mr. Sheng, I was wrong. Please give me another chance."

Sheng Huai sneered: "Opportunity?"

Secretary Gao's palms were shaking and her vision was blurry due to nervousness. She knew that the meaning behind these words was to get her out.

When she wanted to plead again, the phone had been hung up.

Sheng Huai held the phone in his hand, but he was thinking about Su Yun and how she would look on the stage tonight.

He stood in the crowd and watched her dancing in the moonlight in a white ballet dress, like an elegant swan.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

He had seen such a scene before, but it was Jiang Zhi.

That night was his mother's death anniversary. He was still very young and drove to the beach alone to drink. Under the slanting moonlight, a ballet girl raised her hands high and danced gracefully.

The dreamlike and beautiful scene struck Sheng Huai's heart. Later, he found the company that shot the advertisement on the beach that night and asked for Jiang Zhi's contact information.

However, she graduated and went abroad not long after, and this white moonlight shone in his heart for many years.

When she returned to China, she could no longer escape the feeling of that night.

Even a little strange.

But tonight, that familiar feeling lingered in his mind again, which made Sheng Huai a little uneasy.

Ever since Su Yun moved out, he went out angry almost every day.

The servants would never arrange all the clothes into sets like she did.

Breakfast was either bland or too salty.

Even the few roses that had climbed onto the bedroom balcony were clumsy to care for and began to wither.

As the night deepened, Sheng Huai stood under a sycamore tree on the deserted suburban road, his entire head filled with Su Yun.

It was not until I thought for a long time and saw the light breaking through the darkness that I came to my senses.

He was just used to Su Yun taking care of him, there was no way he would fall in love with her!

…

Su Yun took a taxi directly to the hospital to take over shifts with her father. Su Mingan also found a job as a car washer in a car wash.

Because the working hours of this job are more flexible, it is convenient for me to take care of my wife.

Mr. Su, who once held a prominent position, is now wearing an old man's shirt, with a rag hanging around his neck, and washing cars one after another with a water pipe and a smiling face.

He didn't care at all, and even asked his former partners or subordinates to ask him to wash their cars through his circle of friends.

Because I can get a commission of ten yuan for every car I wash, which can help relieve some of my daughter's burden.

When she arrived at the hospital, Su Yun went straight to the bathroom to clean off the heavy makeup on her face before gently pushing open the door of the ward.

It seemed that my mother vomited again last night. There was a small bucket next to her bed.

The father huddled on a small stool, holding his wife's hand tightly, and fell into a deep sleep, with a few strands of gray hair hanging between his eyebrows, blocking his view.

Chen Juan waved her hand at her, signaling her to keep quiet, as she wanted her husband to sleep a little longer.

Seeing her daughter's red eyes, Chen Juan felt very uncomfortable. From childhood to adulthood, they had always treated Su Yun like a princess, teaching her to play the piano and dance ballet.

At that time, the French ballet master wanted to take his daughter as his last disciple, but Su Yun fell in love with fashion design.

Such a carefully nurtured baby was dragged down by himself.

The more Chen Juan thought about it, the more heartbroken she felt.

Su Yun looked down at the message on her phone, a rare smile breaking out on her face. In the evening, she had a part-time high-end business job that required her to dance ballet for two hours, with a salary of 3,000 yuan.