"Sheng Huai..."

“This is in the restaurant!”

Su Yun's back trembled.

He leaned closer, his voice was low and hoarse, and his deep eyes were slightly tipsy from drinking!

"I know it's at the restaurant, so... let's go."

Sheng Huai helped her carry the bag, his eyes filled with undisguised desire.

Su Yun sat there with her body stiff and motionless.

She understood what he wanted.

We have been separated by a cold war for almost half a year, and now he is taking revenge, so he is tearing me apart.

“I don’t want to…”

"Why?"

"I...I'm not full yet!"

Sheng Huai frowned, but didn't force it. He stopped what he was doing and walked back to sit opposite Su Yun.

"Eat more."

He raised his hand to help her serve a bowl of soup.

His expression was calm as if nothing had just happened.

He ate very little and spent most of his time helping Su Yun serve the dishes.

Looks gentle and caring.

But only Su Yun knew what he was thinking.

He wanted Su Yun to eat quickly so that he could satisfy his craving...

"Is Mrs. Sheng unhappy?"

Sheng Huai raised his head and met her gaze, his tone gentle.

"No."

Su Yun turned her face away.

He sneered: "Don't worry, it was just a momentary impulse."

Such obscene words came out of his mouth easily.

Su Yun looked at him in the ambiguous light above her head.

His suit jacket had been taken off and was draped over the back of the chair. The cuffs of his snow-white shirt were rolled up, revealing his muscular arms. A few wisps of black hair hung from his straight nose.

He is handsome and elegant, with the aura of a noble man that comes from his superior environment.

Su Yun suddenly wondered how such a moody man could have taken Sheng Group public in just a few years.

After finishing their meal, they left the restaurant side by side.

In the car.

Sheng Huai answered a phone call and his face turned a little ugly.

He slowed down.

"I'll take you back first. There's something I need to take care of at the company."

"good."

He glanced at the co-pilot with a faint smile in his eyes: "Are you satisfied with those things?"

Su Yun knew that he was asking about the luxury items that were arranged in the morning.

"like."

"Thanks."

This answer made Sheng Huai very satisfied.

The car stopped at the door of the villa, and Su Yun got out and walked inside without looking back.

"Mrs. Sheng."

The car window was half open, and Sheng Huai seemed to be smiling.

"I'll be back soon."

The Rolls-Royce started again and slowly disappeared at the intersection.

Su Yun stood in the evening breeze for a while before going in.

"Ma'am, you're back."

The servant came up and took the coat from her hand, smiling attentively: "Would you like something to eat? I'll prepare dinner for you."

"No, I'm a little tired."

"Are you feeling unwell? I'll call the doctor."

Su Yun smiled lightly: "No, maybe I haven't had enough rest recently, so I always feel a little drowsy and sleepy."

"It's okay, I'll just go to sleep."

She went upstairs, changed into soft house clothes, and sat on the swing outside the bedroom wrapped in a blanket.

The sky was gloomy, with large groups of dark clouds crowded together.

The bedroom door slammed.

The servant came in with a tray.

"Madam, I made you some soup to replenish your blood and qi."

I tilted my head to look at the bowl of scarlet liquid, and my stomach started churning.

"I don't want to drink, take it away!"

The servant respectfully put the bowl back on the tray and looked at her hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something.

"Anything else?"

The servant spoke cautiously: "Madam, I have been working in the Sheng family for more than 30 years. I watched my husband grow up. He...he was also a poor child since he was young."

"I know all that."

"No, you don't know..."

She picked up her apron and wiped her eyes.

"The gentleman actually cares about you, but his mother died early, and the master... married a new wife very quickly, so no one taught him how to be nice to others."

"So ma'am."

"Sir, he... he just has a weird personality, please bear with me..."

Su Yun lowered her eyelashes and looked at the begonias in full bloom at her feet, with no expression on her face.

"I see."

The servant felt that he had said too much, so he bowed to her with the tray in his hand and left respectfully.

She stared at the pot of flowers for a long time before looking up.

It was quiet all around.

This villa is the old residence of the Sheng family. It is located in the city center and has excellent sound insulation.

From the outside, it looks like a small castle, often attracting envious glances from passers-by.

Su Yun stood up and leaned lazily on the balcony, watching the hustle and bustle of traffic not far away.

This mansion is a place that countless people want to enter.

But it may be a siege that will trap her for the rest of her life.

In everyone's eyes, Sheng Huai is undoubtedly a perfect husband, handsome, gentle and rich.

No one would know about his strong desire for control, his excessiveness between husband and wife, and his changeable indifference and calculation.

Even every time he was nice to me, there was another purpose behind it.

Su Yun felt very tired.

She walked into the bedroom, changed into silk pajamas, let her long hair fall down little by little, and buried her body in the quilt.

Maybe when you wake up, this luxurious and cold marriage will be just a dream.

The autumn rain continues.

Su Yun was awakened by the sound of raindrops hitting the glass.

The bedroom was still pitch black.

She sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket, staring blankly at the roses that had climbed into the bedroom.

The door was pushed open.

Bang!

The light in the bedroom came on.

Su Yun squinted her eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness of the light.

The person at the door was tall and slender, with a cold aura about him.

"Have you been drinking again?"

Sheng Huai smelled strongly of alcohol, he must have drunk a lot tonight.

"Are you distressed?"

He walked over with his long legs, bent down and rubbed Su Yun's forehead with his slightly cool nose, which also made her body smell like alcohol.

Su Yun frowned and wrapped the blanket tightly around herself.

"You stink..."

Sheng Huai was not angry either. He raised his hand and lifted up the few strands of hair that hung by her lips, his tone very gentle.

"Then I'll go take a shower."

Soon the sound of water splashing was heard in the bathroom.

He looked very interested.

Su Yun sat quietly on the bed, knowing exactly what he was going to do next.

The sound of water soon stopped.

The bathroom door opened, and Sheng Huai was wearing a snow-white bathrobe around his waist. Water was dripping from his hair, dripping onto his straight nose, then sliding down to his neck, his well-defined abdominal muscles, and finally to...

"Are you stunned?"

The corners of his heartless lips rose slightly.

Su Yun looked away.

"Why don't you speak?"

The next second he walked straight to the bed with his long legs.

Before I could react, my body suddenly lost weight and fell into a strong chest.

Sheng Huai was still heavily drunk.

The usually cold man now had a clear smile in the corner of his eyes.

He leaned closer, his tone ambiguous and bewitching: "Mrs. Sheng, this question...you have asked it many times."

Su Yun felt a heat in her ears.

His approaching breath was like scorching fire.

Crisp and numb.

Flowing in every corner of the body.

The rain is getting heavier outside the window.

She softened her body and slowly closed her eyes.