The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard, but Sheng Huai did not get out immediately. Instead, he sat in the car and tapped the steering wheel gently.

He had mixed feelings.

No matter what, under the circumstances just now, he just left... I still don't know how to face Su Yun, how to explain?

"explain?"

Sheng Huai raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered softly.

Since when did I need to explain things to her?

"Master."

As soon as I got off the car, the housekeeper came up to me and said, "The old lady is waiting for you in the study."

"knew."

He strode up the stairs.

The study door was ajar. The old lady was sitting on the ottoman looking out the window. She didn't even notice her grandson coming in.

"Grandma, you're looking for me?"

Sheng Huai walked over and sat down opposite her. His eyes fell on the photo frame in his grandmother's hand. His gaze paused for a moment, then quickly recovered.

"Why are you out at night?"

The old lady came back to her senses, her eyes sharp, she looked her grandson up and down, her tone instantly sank: "Did you go out to fool around?"

He didn't speak.

I don't know if this counts as fooling around.

"You little bastard! Just like your father!"

The old lady was so angry that she raised her cane and hit him hard a few times, then started coughing violently.

"Don't you know what day tomorrow is?"

"How can you be so dissolute as to be worthy of your mother?"

His heart sank.

Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival.

Mother's death anniversary.

"I know."

Sheng Huai tilted his shoulder, took out the cigarette case from his suit trousers as usual, then glanced across the sofa and put it back without saying a word.

The old lady spoke in a hoarse voice: "Take Xiaoyun with you to prepare the things for the tomb sweeping. I'm old... I can't worry about everything."

"Xiao Yun should also take over the management of the Sheng family's chores. Even if she doesn't know how, she has to learn. Such a large family business cannot be left without a mistress to manage it."

Sheng Huai nodded and spoke softly: "Over there..."

"Humph! Can you trust your stepmother?"

"I helped the Sheng family myself..." Grandma handed the photo frame to her grandson and snorted, "Why didn't she say that the Sheng family almost went bankrupt because your useless father believed her lies?!"

"If she hadn't secretly plotted and pretended to be a good person, would she be the wife of the Sheng family now?"

"Sheng Huai!"

The old lady stood up with the help of a cane: "You are on your own, don't bother yourself anymore!"

After grandma left, he stared at the photo frame for a while before leaving the study and going to the bedroom.

The bedroom curtains were still drawn. Su Yun was sleeping soundly, with her eyelashes drooping low on her eyelids, showing no signs of having cried.

Sheng Huai was a little disappointed.

He casually took off his black windbreaker and went to the balcony. After smoking a cigarette, he came back in and took a shower in the bathroom.

When everything was ready, he lay on the bed and looked at his wife beside him.

Big hands wrapped around the slender waist, nose pressed against shoulders, the woman in his arms was awakened by the tossing and turning, and couldn't help but humming twice.

Sheng Huai hugged her tighter.

"Did it wake you up?"

"Didn't sleep well or didn't fall asleep?"

Su Yun ignored him.

He was a little unwilling, and began to wander around and test a little bit, his lips close to his ear, his tone very gentle and patient: "Is Mrs. Sheng angry?"

He was answered by silence.

Su Yun thought his question was ridiculous.

Not angry? He would probably think I was lying.

Angry, will he be proud of his wife being jealous of his confidante?

She buried her face in the quilt, her throat feeling sore.

Sheng Huai has been exceptionally gentle these past two days, almost making people addicted to him.

Sheng Huai didn't ask any more questions, but just hugged Su Yun tightly in his arms, kissed her hair, and traced his palm between her eyebrows.

gradually--

out of control……

Su Yun finally spoke: "Isn't Miss Jiang upset? Why don't you stay with her in the hospital for a while longer?"

The body loses weight temporarily.

He arched his back and looked into her eyes intently, his voice carrying a barely perceptible expectation: "Are you jealous? Are you angry with me?"

"I don't."

Su Yun wanted to get up, and her slender waist was gently lifted up, and she was held in his arms like a feather.

"Don't go."

Sheng Huai murmured.

He rarely kissed so gently, most of the time he got straight to the point.

Su Yun opened her beautiful eyes, a little dazed by the kiss. She reached out to push him away but was hugged even tighter.

"I don't."

After a long kiss, Sheng Huai finally moved his lips away and spoke to her in a soft voice.

"Hmm?" She didn't understand what he wanted to say.

I don't understand what purpose he is trying to achieve by acting so gentle.

Do you want to accept Miss Jiang's existence yourself?

Sheng Huai raised his hand and pinched her chin, looking at her: "What are you daydreaming about again? Are you listening to me carefully?"

Su Yun paused, with mist in her eyes.

"What?"

He continued to explain in a self-righteous manner: "Jiang Zhi and I have never... I have never been with any other woman except you."

"Su Yun, no matter how many things I have done outside, my body has never betrayed our marriage."

Su Yun listened quietly.

I heard him say that he was the only woman from beginning to end.

I heard him say he had never thought about divorce.

Listen to him say...she is a perfect wife.

By the end of his speech, his voice began to become hoarse.

Sheng Huai's emotions gradually became excited, and he no longer behaved as cold and abstinent as he did in front of outsiders. He hugged her even tighter, almost rubbing his wife into his body.

"Hasn't your heart ever betrayed you?"

She spoke softly, her words like a knife stabbing at herself: "You said your body never betrayed your marriage, so what about your heart?"

“Is spiritual betrayal not considered betrayal?”

Sheng Huai was stunned.

He doesn't know either.

Liu Mei’s thoughts were obvious and direct, and he went through the motions coldly.

But Jiang Zhi, that dance at the beach that year, really moved me.

Although he hadn't married Su Yun at that time, after marriage... they did have several unpleasant experiences because of Jiang Zhi.

It seems strange when I think about it now.

Sheng Huai sometimes wondered if he was blind.

Why Jiang Zhi, who was like an elf in the moonlight that night, became increasingly difficult to describe.

If it weren't for the life-saving grace, he really didn't want to bother with the father and daughter anymore.

His palm traced Su Yun's winding and delicate figure, and his voice was filled with an elusive meaning:

"My heart and body will be yours from now on."

Su Yun lowered her eyes, too lazy to ask for answers or listen to these meaningless sweet words.

She pushed away the restraints on her body and sat up on the bed, her long black hair hanging around her slender waist.

A ray of moonlight shines through the window frame onto the frosty white body, adding to the alluring charm.

Sheng Huai stared at her.

I just felt like every part of my blood was boiling and burning.

But Su Yun's resistance could also be seen.

He didn't force it anymore.

He wanted to make this little woman fall in love with him again and ask for it actively.

Thinking of this, I forced myself to suppress the impulse in my body.

Su Yun has gone to the locker room to change clothes.

He got out of bed and followed.

He hugged her slender waist from behind and said in a seductive tone, "Do you remember what you looked like last time you were here?"