In the short time it took him to walk a few steps, he sent a WeChat message to the grumpy guy.
[Brother, Miss Xie keeps ditching me; she doesn't seem like she wants to resolve this with me. I've already gone to Guangcheng to find a wife. The rest is up to you.]
Chapter 75
After sending the WeChat message, he immediately went to find Lin Xiaohai to get the room key to his wife's room. He planned to sneak into his wife's room in the dark and give her a huge, huge, super big surprise!
"Wife, wife~"
"Ah, it smells so good! It really is my wife's room; it smells wonderful as soon as I walk in!"
Despite his pleasant mood, Bie Yun inserted the power cord into the slot and closed the door behind him. As he glanced down casually, a brown paper envelope on the floor caught his attention.
"What's this? How did it get on the ground?"
Judging from the position of the envelope, it must have been slipped in through the crack in the door by an outsider. Driven by curiosity, Bie Yunzong opened the envelope and was surprised to find a heavy stack of letters inside—all of them were…
photo?
All of them are photos of two people together.
A photo of his beautiful wife and another man.
Author's Note:
Dog: ?
Su Su: This is fright.
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#35 My husband's seven years of trust is unbreakable.
"...Is Cheng Zhuo really on drugs? You're still colleagues, how can he say such disgusting things!?"
On the way back to the hotel, Zhou Tong cursed all the way. Even after returning to the hotel, she was still not satisfied and repeatedly whipped Cheng's corpse.
Su Yanxi's mental state is not good. It may be due to exhaustion from insomnia, or it may be due to being angered by Cheng Zhuo's disgusting, yet unconscious, remarks about ordinary men.
He walked with a light, unsteady gait, and Zhou Tong couldn't help but support him, saying, "Who knows? Is this his true nature, or has he been instigated by someone?"
"I feel it's both. I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and I've never seen anyone so incompetent and pretentious. It's one thing to release CP (couple) press releases on his own initiative, but he actually thinks that by creating a CP with us, he's doing us a favor by bringing us popularity, and that we're taking advantage of him?"
"If it weren't for the fact that he's the second male lead, and we're always seeing each other—and he has a lot of scenes that are hard to cut—I would definitely tear him apart and kill him!"
Su Yanxi responded weakly with an "Mmm," and pointed to the door that was right in front of her: "Sister, I've arrived. You can leave me here. You must be tired, go back and rest."
Zhou Tong asked worriedly, "Are you sure? Where is Lin Xiaohai? He's always by your side, why isn't he here to take care of you?"
“It’s my fault for not calling him out. It’s past ten o’clock, he should take a shower and rest.” Su Yanxi couldn’t hide her exhaustion, and her voice lacked its usual energy. “I want to be alone for a while and recharge.”
"Did you get upset by that guy surnamed Cheng?"
"Half and half." Su Yanxi's steps were heavy as she stopped in front of the door, leaning against the door frame and panting. "I'm too tired, I don't know why. Sister, don't worry, I'll get a good night's sleep tonight and I'll be fine tomorrow."
Zhou Tong frowned with worry. Although he wanted to continue to care about the artist's situation, he respected the artist's choice.
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Go back, take a shower, brush your teeth, and get a good night's sleep. If there's any emergency, call me or your male assistant immediately, understand?"
Su Yanxi nodded, watching Zhou Tong walk further and further away in the hotel corridor until he disappeared at the end.
The long corridor was deserted, so quiet it was as if Su Yanxi was the only one left in the world. Su Yanxi didn't rush back to her room, instead gazing at the empty corridor, trying to dispel her weariness.
As a shrewd, capable, and self-reliant young mistress of another family, Su Yanxi often felt physically and mentally exhausted. On one hand, his exhaustion stemmed from the pressures of life; since he wanted to excel in everything, he was destined to put in more effort and sweat than the average person.
Back in school, people only saw his excellent academic performance and knew his glamorous title of "Number One in Beijing Drama," but they couldn't see him rehearsing all night, memorizing lines, and repeatedly scrutinizing the details of the monthly drama in front of the large mirror in the practice room.
On the other hand, Su Yanxi's exhaustion stemmed from psychological factors. He not only put in more effort than the average person, but also had to bear greater pressure. For the sake of so-called "respectability" and to maintain the dignified and elegant demeanor of other young mistresses, he couldn't even show these pressures. He could only digest them internally and then always present a friendly and generous appearance to the outside world.
This is why he didn't ask Lin Xiaohai to come and serve him, and it's also why he politely asked Zhou Tong to leave first.
In Lin Xiaohai's eyes, the young mistress was invincible and immune to all poisons; in Zhou Tong's eyes, Su Yanxi was an outstanding and highly qualified perfect artist. To them, Su Yanxi was wonderful and perfect. Su Yanxi didn't want to show her vulnerable side and shatter their perfect impression of her.
The only people who could make him drop his pretense, besides his biological parents, were...
Only that person.
His thoughts drifted further and further away. Su Yanxi pulled himself back to reality, and after feeling that he had recovered a little, he swiped his room card to open the door.
Only that person can make him let down his guard and feel comfortable "being himself." But who knows where that nemesis is up to again, up to some shady business? Tonight, he hasn't even sent a single WeChat message, let alone a phone call! Relying on that person is unreliable; it's better for him to deal with his own anxieties.
Su Yanxi was in a daze. After closing the door behind her, she searched for a while before finding the card slot and plugging in the card.
The room lights gradually dimmed, making the room seem even more spacious and adding to Su Yanxi's sense of loneliness and helplessness. He sat down on the bench in the entryway to change his shoes, and as soon as he reached out to untie a shoelace, his body trembled slightly.
Chapter 76
He sensed a familiar presence!
When Bie Yunzong said he could smell his wife's scent, Su Yanxi didn't believe him, thinking the stinky dog was joking. Only now did Su Yanxi realize that Bie Yunzong was telling the truth; intimate lovers really can smell each other!
Or rather, you can sense the aura!
"Yunzong...?" With anticipation in her heart, Su Yanxi tentatively called out towards the bedroom, "Husband, are you already here?"
Compared to the big dog's keen sense of smell, his senses didn't seem so accurate. After holding his breath and waiting for a while, there was still no movement from the bedroom; Su Yanxi began to doubt himself, wondering if his intuition was wrong?
He was a little disappointed, and called out one last time resentfully, "Old man—"
Before the last word had even finished, a playful reply came from the bedroom: "Wife~"
The next second, the nemesis who had been hiding in the bedroom for who knows how long finally deigned to emerge from the darkness, beaming with a radiant smile.
"Honey, how come you caught me this time? I always succeeded when I hid in your room to scare you before." Bie Yunzong affectionately opened his arms and stepped forward to hug his wife. "As a reward for seeing through my 'trick' for the first time, come here, give me a kiss!"
The stinky dog smiled as handsomely and adorably as ever, warming hearts more than the first ray of sunshine on a foggy day. Su Yanxi wanted to playfully scold him, "Why are you so late?" but unexpectedly, her nose tingled and her eyes reddened—she burst into tears!
"Why are you only arriving now?"
The torrent of tears gave Su Yanxi no chance to catch his breath. As he spoke, large tears rolled down his cheeks, and he had no choice but to raise his hand to wipe them away.
"I……"
Bie Yunzong was almost scared to death by his wife! He had been thinking of finding a time to ask his wife about the photos, but when she started crying, he completely forgot about them.
He wrapped his arms around his beautiful, obedient wife's waist, and softly apologized and comforted her: "I'm sorry, honey, my rascal brother found me something to do, so I..."
Bie Yunzong hesitated for a moment, then brushed off the matter of the eldest daughter of the Xie family.
Su Yanxi wasn't angry at Bie Yunzong's late arrival; his tears were caused by the immense pressure he had been under recently. He could have spoken politely, but once the tears started falling, he felt ashamed and stammered, unable to form coherent sentences.
"No...it's not because I'm angry with you that I'm like this, it's just that I've been really..."
"Is the pressure too much?" Understanding instantly, Bie Yunzong finished speaking for Su Yanxi, "If the pressure is too much, take a break. If you're tired from filming, stop filming. Our family has the means to support you in your leisure time, why do you have to exhaust yourself?"
Bie Yun used his arms to lift his slender wife up by the waist.
"No. The filming still needs to be done. If I don't film, how am I supposed to sweep away all the mess and prove my abilities?" Su Yanxi swung her leg, trying to get Bie Yunzong to let go. "It's okay, I just couldn't hold back for a second. Put me down quickly, I haven't even taken my shoes off yet."
Despite his reluctance to let go, Bie Yunzong carried Su Yanxi to the bed in the bedroom and then knelt down to personally take off Su Yanxi's shoes.
"Go ahead and cry if you want to. Do you think I don't know your personality?"
Young Master Bie, who was used to a life of luxury and was not good at judging things, actually showed a rare tenderness and thoughtfulness! He gently untied and loosened the shoelaces and took off Su Yanxi's shoes.
"You must have been wronged, but you're worried about your so-called 'dignity,' so you can't show it or vent it in front of others."
"I had a lot of unhappiness build up, and I wanted to go back to my room to process it myself, but I didn't expect that I couldn't process it all. In the end, I either suffered from insomnia all night or had no appetite for several days in a row."
Bie Yunzong bent over and lowered his head. It wasn't until he finished speaking and looked up at Su Yanxi that Su Yanxi realized that her nemesis's face was unusually serious and earnest.
"Look at your dark circles, you've been staying up all night!"
Su Yanxi was speechless, and muttered under her breath, "You have dark circles under your eyes, are you going to think I'm not pretty anymore?"
"Bullshit! Even if my wife has dark circles under her eyes, they're the most beautiful panda eyes in the world!" Bie Yunzong threw his wife's shoes aside and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You tell me first, how long has it been since you slept? This Uncle He is really something. He promised to take care of you for me, but he's still squeezing out your sleep time."
“It’s not Director He’s problem, it’s…” Su Yanxi didn’t know how to explain tonight’s conversation, so she simply waved her hand, “Never mind, I’ll handle it, so don’t ask anymore.”
Bie Yunzong clicked his tongue, then wrapped his arm around his wife's waist and shook her playfully: "Tell me! Hey, why do you have to act tough in front of me?"
"In front of others, you're a poised and elegant young lady from a wealthy family, but in front of me, you're just my wife. If my wife is bullied and cries, can't I stand up for her?"
Bie Yunzong's words, spoken without thinking, struck a nerve with Su Yanxi.
Su Yanxi finally understood why, after seven years of getting along, he could never see through Bie Yunzong's deliberately hidden surprises, but tonight, he successfully sensed Bie Yunzong's presence.
Because he had been particularly vulnerable just now, and needed Bie Yunzong very, very much. With fervent anticipation, he activated Bie Yunzong's sensory radar to its highest level.
He was like a patient suffering from acute pain, desperately seeking painkillers. And for Bie Yunzong, they were his paracetamol and aspirin.
Su Yanxi suddenly felt an endless surge of energy. He roused himself, smiled, and called out to Bie Yunzong, "Husband."
Bie Yunzong let out a sound of surprise and curiously leaned his head closer to him.
He took the opportunity to cup Bie Yunzong's face, stretched his neck, and kissed him.
"Love you."
A sweet kiss is so comforting.
That night, Su Yanxi had the best and most restful sleep he'd had in almost a week. When he woke up the next day, he was fully recharged, back to being the shrewd and beautiful Su Yanxi he always was!
Chapter 77
He got up, stretched, followed the sound of the television to the living room, and precisely captured a large dog that was eating.
"It's eleven o'clock. Is this breakfast or lunch?" Su Yanxi wrapped her arms around Bie Yunzong's neck from behind and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Brunch, huh? I overslept and missed breakfast; I was thinking of waiting for you to have lunch together, but I'm really hungry." He kissed his wife's beautiful hand, put down his knife and fork, looked up, and chuckled foolishly, "Wife, you're so beautiful! How come you're beautiful even without washing your face after waking up?"
Bie Yunzong wrapped his arms around Su Yanxi's slender waist again, secretly pulling the beauty onto his lap.
Su Yanxi usually wouldn't sit on someone else's lap—it's too undignified and improper. But there's no one else in the room, so why bother about being dignified or improper?
"Is this a compliment, or an insinuation that I didn't wash up?" Su Yanxi crossed her legs and sat sideways on Bie Yunzong's lap. "What do you want to eat for lunch?"