Looking up at Sheng Huai, she softened her voice and begged for mercy:

"Sheng Huai, I have something else to do later. Can I wait for you to get off work?"

He said impatiently, "Which man are you going to date today?"

Su Yun began to wonder if this man was sick.

But in order to avoid trouble, I patiently explained: "I had dinner with friends and talked about some work matters..."

"You promised me I could work."

What Su Yun didn't say was that you would arrange for tracking and surveillance wherever I went, so there was no need to report or not.

He was impatient and wanted to continue when the cell phone on the desk rang.

All the shareholders have arrived, and Secretary Gao called to urge them to arrive.

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Huai changed his clothes with a sullen face. The tie that Su Yun had just tied for him was already messed up, and the cuffs of his suit were still a little wet.

Su Yun breathed a sigh of relief. After he left the room, she leaned softly on the balcony and watched the Rolls-Royce drive out of the villa.

The professional smile that was just on his face fell instantly.

She went back to her bedroom and changed into a purple silk dress, paired with off-white high heels, and tied up her long hair with a Chinese wooden hairpin.

Yun Qishan and Yu Xuan had been waiting for her for a long time in a western restaurant near the university town.

"Xiaoyun, let's talk about work first."

Teacher Yun pointed to a place not far away and said, "This piece of land will soon be built into the most advanced ballet center in the entire city of Li, recruiting the country's top ballet talents. In order to promote it, I will have some performances in the Grand Theater..."

The voice paused, and Teacher Yun looked at Su Yun: "Su Yun, I hope you can participate."

Su Yun was slightly stunned.

Yuxuan blinked at her: "Xiaoyun, you are not going to refuse again... Teacher Yun chose to develop in Li City when he returned to China this time. One of the very important reasons is for you."

"She couldn't bear to see you trapped in that villa for the rest of your life."

Su Yun's eyes turned red.

Seeing her red eyes, Yuxuan hurriedly apologized: "Xiaoyun, don't cry, I'm sorry... I was just talking nonsense."

Su Yun raised her eyes and looked at the elegant Yun Qishan across the table: "Teacher Yun, thank you."

"Thank you for what?"

Yun Qishan raised his hand and handed her a tissue: "We agreed when we were in France that no matter what happens in the future, we will help each other unconditionally."

"Besides, I need your help now."

Su Yun couldn't control her tears and kept falling.

This was the agreement she made with Teacher Yun when she decided to return to China and get married.

At that time, Su Yun was young and beautiful, and had top-notch ballet and piano skills. She had just graduated from a famous French university with a degree in fashion design.

Her future should have been bright, but she chose marriage for love.

Yun Qishan was very angry and regretful about this, but in the end he still respected her choice.

"Don't think about the past."

Yuxuan carefully comforted her and turned on her phone: "Look, Xiaohan has grown so big."

In the photo, the handsome and cute little boy is making faces at the camera.

Su Yun exclaimed softly: "Teacher Yun, when will you bring Xiaohan to meet me, her godmother?"

During the chat, the atmosphere became relaxed again.

The three of them sat in a western restaurant, talking about everything from ballet to piano, from the plane trees in France to the hot air balloons in Turkey, and finally... they talked about Su Yun's marriage.

"Xiaoyun, do you regret it?"

Su Yun paused, then chuckled and shook her head.

"There's nothing to regret, just some regrets."

"But if I hadn't married Sheng Huai, I would still regret it now. So, I don't want to regret what happened. Instead of wasting time, I might as well think about how to have fewer regrets in the future."

Yuxuan seemed to be thinking: "I seem to understand, but I also seem not to understand."

Su Yun smiled and raised her glass.

"Xiao Yuxuan, my marriage with Teacher Yun is not perfect, you have to work harder..."

"How can I cheer for this? I don't have the ability to tell which man is right for me."

"Remember, no matter what you choose, don't give up your hobbies and career, and don't compromise without any bottom line for superficial peace... compromise to the point of losing yourself."

Yun Qishan clinked his glasses with hers gently: "Xiao Yun, you are different now."

The three of them chatted until the sky was filled with stars before they separated.

Su Yun got into the Porsche and suddenly couldn't stop crying. She lay on the steering wheel and cried for a long time.

She suddenly felt homesick.

The car sped all the way towards Li City Hospital.

Chen Juan's third chemotherapy has ended, and Su Mingan and several senior caregivers are taking good care of her.

Seeing her daughter, Chen Juan, who had just suffered from adverse reactions to chemotherapy, quickly wiped the tears from her face and smiled at Su Yun.

"Why are you here when it's dark?"

Her expression changed: "Did you have a fight with Sheng Huai?"

Su Yun put her bag on the table and took the bowl of soup from the nurse: "Mom, don't think too much, it's not true."

"Sheng Huai...he is very good to me."

Chen Juan stared at her face and said, "Don't lie to me, you've lost so much weight..."

Su Mingan quickly and cheerfully helped Su Yun smooth things over: "Oh, my daughter came so late because she missed you. Don't let your imagination run wild. The doctor told you to stay in a good mood. Why are you crying?"

Chen Juan did not ask any more questions and quietly swallowed the soup her daughter fed her.

Every bite of food felt like swallowing broken glass, going down the throat and churning through the internal organs.

Halfway through drinking, she waved her hand: "Xiaoyun, you go back first, Mom wants to rest."

Su Mingan looked at his wife, understood what was going on, and advised his daughter, "Listen to your mother and go back first."

Su Yun didn't think much about it. She put the bowl of soup on the bedside table and took out a card from her bag: "Dad, there is some money in this card. I don't usually need it. You can spend it."

Su Mingan wanted to refuse, but was stopped by Chen Juan.

Su Yun gave a few more instructions before picking up her bag and leaving the ward.

As soon as she entered the elevator, Chen Juan grabbed the plastic basin at hand and started vomiting. She didn't stop until her mouth was full of blood.

Su Mingan, with tears in his eyes, filled a basin with warm water and helped her wipe her face.

"Please keep the card my daughter just gave me."

Chen Juan leaned on the bed and weakly warned: "Don't touch a penny of the money here. If she and Sheng Huai can't go on in the future, there is still a way out."

"We can't let our daughter go to the club to dance like we did last time..."

"When I die, she won't have anything to worry about and can live happily."

Su Mingan covered her mouth with red eyes.

In the ward, a middle-aged couple who had started from scratch and experienced the ups and downs of the business world, stood forehead to forehead, not even daring to cry out loud.

The Sheng family also has shares in this hospital.

They were afraid of alarming Sheng Huai and bringing trouble to their daughter.

In the corner of the hospital entrance, Su Yun sat on the cold waiting chair with her hands covering her face, tears streaming down her fingers.

Suddenly I felt so useless. I had read so many books and had been educated with great care since childhood, but until now I had not achieved anything that would make my parents proud.

Her only title now is Mrs. Sheng.

After crying, I took my bag to the bathroom, washed my face cleanly with tissues, applied lipstick carefully, and forced a smile in front of the mirror.

At this time, a figure walked in and was stunned when he saw her.

"Su Yun! Why are you here?!"