Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Fu Zixin left after all, and Yan Zuozuo never got to see her one last time. She sobbed uncontrollably in Chi Moqing's arms. Ten years of friendship, and she had abandoned it all for that man. She was heartbroken and saddened, but even more heartbroken for her.

When Qi Jiahui left her, Fu Zixin stayed by her side, comforting her, guiding her, and helping her out of the darkness. But now, Fu Zixin is hurt, yet she leaves alone, licking her wounds by herself, and she can't help her at all.

If she hadn't known that leaving would be better for her, she would never have allowed her to go. Clutching her phone tightly, she sent her one last text: "No matter when or where, I'll always be behind you. Take care."

He didn't know if Fu Zixin had boarded the plane; she left without replying. Chi Moqing didn't start the car; it was too late. He held Yan Zuozuo in his arms and whispered, "Let's go for a walk."

Yan Zuozuo nodded, trying to force a faint smile at him.

The streets were crowded with people, many of them walking hand in hand. When they saw something interesting, they would huddle together and study it for ages. This reminded her of her school days, when she and Fu Zixin would do the same, whispering amongst themselves for ages about anything they liked.

For ten years, their presence was felt almost everywhere in S City. Now, she remains here, but she has left. She looks up at the lonely night sky, cold and desolate.

Chi Moqing held her in his arms, offering her silent comfort. Yan Zuozuo smiled at him, resting her head on his shoulder. Neither of them spoke, they simply walked on in silence.

Time flies, and years pass like an arrow. Looking back, this familiar street has changed beyond recognition. Qi Jiahui is gone, Fu Zixin is gone, leaving her all alone.

Her phone rang in her pocket, surprising her; it was Wang Kaijun calling. She paused, undeniably harboring resentment towards him. If it weren't for him, Fu Zixin wouldn't have left.

She deliberately didn't answer, but Wang Kaijun was very patient. After repeated attempts, Yan Zuozuo finally answered. Before he could speak, her urgent voice came through, "Miss Yan, tell me, is Zixin really gone? Where did she go? Tell me!"

His voice was urgent and rapid, and even Yan Zuozuo could feel his excitement. But she remained unmoved, simply saying calmly, "What can you do even if you know? You're married, what can you give her?"

"I..." Wang Kaijun was speechless for a moment. He just wanted to see her. In the past few days without contact, he felt like he was going crazy. He never knew that her love for Fu Zixin had been so profound.

“Mr. Wang, Zixin left this city to avoid you. She doesn’t want to see you again. She poured all her emotions into you, and left heartbroken. This is her retribution for interfering in your relationship with Sophie. But now she’s giving up, so don’t look for her anymore. Go back and live your life properly. Stop thinking about things you shouldn’t be thinking about. You’ve already hurt Zixin, are you going to hurt your wife too? You can’t be so selfish.”

Wang Kaijun lowered his eyes, his red eyes filled with tears. "I love her, I really love her. Sophie isn't pregnant at all, it's all a lie, Miss Yan, I beg you, tell me where she is, I really want her back in my life."

His earnestness surprised Yan Zuozuo. She hadn't expected Su Fei to use a fake pregnancy to trick Wang Kaijun into marriage, but they were already married, and even without children, they still had that marriage certificate.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Mr. Wang, you should give up on that idea. No matter whether Sophie has a child or not, Zixin will never come back to you. Take care of yourself." After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Some people either don't love at all, or if they do, it's everything. Fu Zixin is that kind of person, which is why she's been hurt so badly. Give her some time to heal; if they're truly meant to be, they'll meet again someday.

Undeterred, Wang Kaijun called again, but Yan Zuozuo immediately turned off her phone. Chi Moqing remained silently by her side, and Yan Zuozuo leaned against his chest, as if only he could soothe her agitation.

Since Fu Zixin left, Yan Zuozuo has been listless for several days, as if her soul had been ripped out, and she is like a walking corpse.

At first, Chi Moqing held back, giving her time to process things. But gradually he realized that he couldn't let Yan Zuozuo continue like this; the more he indulged her, the less she would be able to climb out of her grief.

"Zuo Zuo, we need to talk," Chi Moqing said seriously.

Yan Zuozuo looked at him blankly, meeting his angry face, and was at a loss for what to do. "What's wrong?"

Chi Moqing looked at her with deep eyes, then forcefully pressed her onto the sofa, his movements somewhat rough. Throughout, Yan Zuozuo remained stunned, waiting for Chi Moqing to speak.

"Yan Zuozuo, how long are you going to be sad?" Chi Moqing asked angrily.

Yan Zuozuo had never seen Chi Moqing so aggressive before, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. She licked her lips and said, "What's wrong with you?"

“I know Fu Zixin’s departure has hurt you deeply, so I’m giving you time to process it. One day wasn’t enough, three days weren’t enough, five days weren’t enough, but it’s been a week already, and you’re just drifting along like a corpse. How long are you going to stay like this? Is it that even with Fu Zixin gone, you can’t live a proper life anymore?” Chi Moqing grabbed his hair in frustration. “Have you ever thought about me, considered my feelings, while you’re all so sullen? I’m your husband, and I need your care and attention too, but you completely ignore me, treating me like I’m invisible. This makes me… makes me…”

Chi Moqing was more irritable than ever before, unable to bear Yan Zuozuo's half-dead state any longer. He wasn't truly angry with her, but rather heartbroken for her. In just one week, she had become so thin.

Yan Zuozuo was finally brought back to her senses by his shout. She looked at him for a long time before she opened her mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I will change and be a good wife..."

Chi Moqing stared at her intently, a bitter look flashing in his eyes. "What I want is not for you to be a good wife, but for me to worry about you and feel sorry for you. I don't want to see you looking so lifeless right now; it breaks my heart. Do you understand?"

Yan Zuozuo bit her lip, unable to utter a single word.

“You barely speak to me more than ten times a day now. It’s all me asking questions and you answering. You never tell me your thoughts, and I have no idea how to communicate with you. You live in your own world, while I worry about you from outside your world. You have no idea how this feels—helpless, frustrated, and painful.”

Seeing the deep sorrow in his eyes, Yan Zuozuo suddenly understood how much pain Chi Moqing had endured these past few days while she was grieving. She abruptly rushed to him and hugged him, her voice choked with sobs, "I'm...I'm sorry...it's all my fault..."

Hearing her cries, Chi Moqing's previously rising anger vanished instantly. He sighed helplessly, "Zuozuo, I'm just worried that you might do something rash and stay immersed in sadness. We're husband and wife, and I hope we can share all our joys and sorrows together. I can accept it even if you cry or make a scene, but I'm really worried that you'll stay silent and bear all of this alone."

He gently patted her back, trying to make her understand, "I didn't mean to get angry with you. It really hurt me to see you like this, so I couldn't help but speak harshly. Can you understand?"

As Yan Zuozuo watched him regain his gentle demeanor, tears welled up in her eyes without her realizing it.

Chi Moqing reached out to wipe away her tears and gently comforted her, "Don't cry, it's my fault, don't cry, don't cry."

Yan Zuozuo shook her head and hugged her tightly. In this world, apart from her mother, no one else had ever cherished and worried about her like this. Even when she was with Qi Jiahui in the past, he had never moved her like this.

The tears flowed more and more fiercely, and she couldn't wipe them away no matter what she did. Helpless, Chi Moqing bent down and kissed away each of her tears. Yan Zuozuo raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck, returning his kiss earnestly.

Encouraged, Chi Moqing's enthusiasm surged quickly, and he couldn't wait to take off her clothes, venting all the neglect he had suffered these past few days.

Yan Zuozuo was unusually proactive tonight, igniting a surging desire within Chi Moqing. A need that was repeatedly demanded, a desire that was repeatedly fought for.

In a daze, Yan Zuozuo hugged Chi Moqing's broad and strong chest and suddenly said, "Let's move sometime."

"Okay." Chi Moqing hugged her, a smile in his eyes. After a period of intense emotions, everything returned to calm.

That day, Yan Zuozuo went to work, while Chi Moqing took a day off on a whim, staying home to pack her things and prepare to move. Moving was really just a matter of a few clothes; everything else had already been replaced at the villa.

Later that night, Yan Zuozuo called and said, "You finally get a break, don't pack anymore, wait for me to come back."

Chi Moqing smiled and said, "It's just a few clothes, I'll pack them quickly. What time do you get off work tonight? I'll pick you up."

"It's not certain yet. It might be a little later because of the competition team." Yan Zuozuo glanced at the design director's office, where two people who hadn't been selected were receiving guidance.

"Okay, call me when the time comes."

"Okay." Yan Zuozuo smiled and hung up. As she turned around, she almost bumped into Cai Keren, who gave her a mocking look. "It's really different to marry well. Cases have been piling up lately, and your net worth has gone up too."

Yan Zuozuo didn't say anything and walked straight to the restroom. Cai Keren sneered and said coolly, "If I were you, I definitely wouldn't give up such a good man as President Chi for work." She walked to Yan Zuozuo's side and patted her shoulder casually, "Keep an eye on your man, don't let anyone take advantage of him."

Yan Zuozuo frowned: "Are you the one who has an opportunity to take advantage of this?"

"Besides me, there must be quite a few others," Cai Keren sneered, turning and leaving. Yan Zuozuo shrugged, unconcerned by her striking beauty.

As Yan Zuozuo was about to call Chi Moqing after get off work, she saw He Cangyuan appear in front of her. She acted as if she didn't see him and walked past him.

"Zuo Zuo." He Cangyuan stopped her and said with a warm smile, "I just happened to be passing by and saw you coming out of there. Let's have a meal together."

Yan Zuozuo looked at him strangely: "Do we need to eat?"

"No matter what, you're still my daughter. It shouldn't be too much for a father and daughter to have dinner together, right?" He Cangyuan smiled sincerely, but Yan Zuozuo saw it as so hypocritical. She hadn't forgotten that He Cangyuan had mentioned the Chi family's funds before. Without asking, this sudden show of kindness was definitely related to that matter.

"Dean He seems to have forgotten that your daughter is He Xinrui, not me, Yan Zuozuo. As for my father, he passed away many years ago." Yan Zuozuo sneered, "If there's nothing else, Dean He, please move aside; you're blocking my way."

"Zuo Zuo!" He Cangyuan was about to step forward when he heard Yan Zuo Zuo shout, "Director, you're just in time! I need to talk to you." Yan Zuo Zuo quickly walked towards the design director. You see, He Cangyuan was terrified of Madam He, so how could he possibly reveal her identity in front of others?

Sure enough, He Cangyuan clenched his fist angrily when he saw Yan Zuozuo go to the design director. He then went over to greet the design director and left. Before leaving, he glared at Yan Zuozuo, but she acted as if she hadn't seen him at all, completely unfazed.

After He Cangyuan left, she called Chi Moqing, but the phone rang many times without being answered. Yan Zuozuo was puzzled, "Why isn't he answering the phone?"