The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

"Can't I go with Brother Feng?" Suwen was still fighting for her last bit of rights; she was really distressed.

“What’s wrong with Young Master Xiao? He’s no less handsome than Xue Shaofeng. Although he’s a bit of a spendthrift, his character is pretty good. The rumors with female celebrities are all voluntary. Countless people want to get involved with him but don’t have the chance. If you really don’t have that kind of interest, just behave yourself. He can’t force you. He comes from a high-ranking family and isn’t some nouveau riche. He wouldn’t stoop to such immoral things.” Ye Zi practically tried to persuade him earnestly.

"..."

"You even filmed a bed scene just for walking the red carpet. Can't you show this much dedication? When you take your seat, you'll still sit with the rest of the crew, I promise."

"Fine, let's go then!" Suwen gritted her teeth, looking as if she were bravely going to her execution.

She could still distinguish between work and personal feelings. She would just treat walking the red carpet with Xiao Rong as a job to be completed.

Xiao Ai was overjoyed to learn that she would be competing in the Golden Horse Awards again. Even Su Wen was infected by her excitement; as she walked out of the company, she tilted her head back and breathed a satisfied sigh. Things hadn't gone too far, and even the city's gray sky seemed exceptionally lovely to her at that moment.

Feeling so good, Suwen couldn't wait to share it with others. As soon as she got into the car, she took out her phone and opened her contacts.

She instinctively reached for Lu Zheng's number, but her fingertips froze. Should she tell him about walking down the aisle with Xiao Rong? How would he react?

Perhaps he would just gently curl the corners of his mouth, smile, pat her head, and say, "It's okay, I feel more at ease knowing he's taking care of you."

But he would never know what made her uneasy.

Beneath Xiao Rong's carefree and irreverent exterior, she always felt that he was unfathomable.

Suwen hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and quickly pressed the call button, determined not to give herself a chance to back out.

After three beeps, the call was answered, and a voice said, "Hello?"

Such a short word had already made Su Wen inexplicably nervous. For a moment, she didn't know how to speak.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Lu Zheng suddenly laughed and said, "Are you going to tell me that you're all packed and ready to go to Taiwan to win the last big prize of the year?"

Suwen couldn't help but be surprised that her thoughts had been guessed so easily.

Could it be that her breathing revealed some information?

Suwen shook her head, finding it absurd, and said seriously, "I don't care whether I win an award or not. I'm already grateful to be able to reappear in the public eye. Of course... I should thank you the most."

"Then you can thank me properly when you come back from Taiwan."

Su Wen blushed, just in time to catch a glimpse of the woman's blushing face in the rearview mirror. She patted her cheek shyly with the back of her hand, teasing him with a smile, "Taiwan isn't far, even Young Master Xiao can go, why can't you come with me?"

How wonderful it would be if Lu Zheng were walking the red carpet with her!

There was no response from the other end of the receiver. The long silence gradually made Suwen's smile fade. She was just joking; he wouldn't take it seriously, would he?

Once she had this thought, she actually looked forward to hearing him say something like, "Okay, I'll book the tickets right now." After all, he had surprised her more than once or twice.

However, Lu Zheng's words disappointed her: "I'm really sorry, I have a meeting this week that requires me to travel there in person."

Lu Zheng's tone suddenly turned serious, making her uneasy. She quickly smiled and brushed it off: "I was just joking with you. Why are you taking it so seriously? If you really go, I'll have to be constantly worried about being photographed with you by reporters."

Looking out the window, I saw that we were almost at the designer's dress shop. I hurriedly said, "Okay, I'm going to try on the clothes. I'll call you back tonight."

He hung up the phone.

In the end, he didn't tell him about Xiao Rong.

Suwen, dressed in a custom-made nude-colored off-shoulder dress, waited to enter in the designated waiting area.

In the cold December weather, even in a warm place like Taiwan, wearing so little clothing inevitably gives off a "beautiful but freezing" vibe. However, Suwen looked around and saw that the female celebrities all wore beautiful and elegant smiles, as if the damp and cold temperature had nothing to do with their clothing. Their smiles were so appropriate, and no one cared whether their lips were blue and their faces were purple from the cold under their bright lipstick and heavy foundation.

Being a celebrity is also a test of perseverance.

Suwen shook her head, once again slouching and hugging her arms tightly, completely lacking any decorum. Although the indoor area had air conditioning and heating to maintain a comfortable temperature, this section of the red carpet was open-air for the convenience of media photography, and the waiting area connecting to the red carpet was naturally chilly.

As the time drew near, the other female celebrities, arm in arm with their male companions, were repeatedly rehearsing the official answers they might use in the emcee's interviews. Those female celebrities who had been huddled together discussing their outfits and jewelry also temporarily said goodbye and went to find their respective order of appearance.

Alone and isolated, Nie Suwen looked towards the entrance once more; her male companion had not yet arrived.

Xiao Shaogui was busy with official business and didn't arrive in Taipei until noon today. Suwen only heard from someone at the hotel that he had checked in, and didn't even get to meet him.

At the awards ceremony that evening, the staff only gave her a brief explanation of the procedures and told her to wait there. No one could give her a definite answer as to when Xiao Rong would appear.

If he still doesn't show up when the red carpet starts, am I just going to walk up alone?

It didn't seem so bad. A single red flower amidst a sea of ​​green—this way, she'd surely be tomorrow's headline. Suwen comforted herself with a hint of "Ah."

Just then, a commotion broke out at the entrance to the waiting area. From afar, the sounds of men and women flirting and laughing could be heard. Aside from staff, the only people here were movie stars; very few would dare to make such a fuss. Everyone turned to look at the entrance; truly, their voices preceded their arrival.

Xiao Rong wore a silver suit made of a special fabric, which seemed to shimmer with every step. The style was simple, but the tailoring was unparalleled. This high-profile entrance was in line with his flamboyant and unrestrained personality. He was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, none other than the young-faced, large-breasted beauty who had become a sensation in Taiwan this year.

Thinking back to Xing Manzi who appeared at Lu Zheng's birthday party a month ago, I can't help but sigh. This man really can't live without women, no matter where he goes. They've become inseparable so quickly. The female model is pressed tightly against him, constantly rubbing and squeezing his upper body with her supposedly large breasts, as if she wants to be stuck to him with double-sided tape.

Suwen couldn't help but ask herself: Should I change my male companion?

A man and a woman entered without any attempt to keep a low profile, whispering intimately to each other. After a while, the female model playfully pushed him away, finally jumping off him and saying in a particularly sweet and coquettish Taiwanese-accented Mandarin, "You're so mean! I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Suwen subconsciously shuddered, feeling goosebumps all over her body salute her.

It was exactly eight o'clock, and the event staff had already started checking the order and urging people to enter.

The other celebrities made their appearances, full of vigor and high spirits. Suwen glanced at the couple over there, seemingly whispering sweet nothings to each other, shook her head, and sighed. It seemed she really had to leave on her own.

The man who seemed to be Xiao Rong's secretary walked up to him without any sense of propriety, leaned down and whispered a few words in his ear. Only then did Xiao Rong lift his head from his large breasts and glance at Su Wen.

This glance was nothing unusual, and Suwen was about to turn her head away expressionlessly when Xiao Rong suddenly raised an eyebrow at her.

This little movement escaped everyone's notice, but Suwen, who was a step behind and looked away, caught it. She was drinking water just a second ago and was suddenly choked and started coughing.

This attracted considerable attention backstage.

Xiao Rong's lips curled into a subtle smile.

The smile vanished in an instant, and he reverted to his nonchalant expression, gently patting the busty model's hand. The two seemingly inseparable figures were finally separated.

Suwen, who had become the focus of everyone's attention, couldn't even glare at him. She could only suppress her anger and walk to the exit with her head held high. She really intended to leave alone!

After parting ways with the busty model, Xiao Rong quickly walked towards the exit, adjusting his cuffs as he went. He didn't even stop as he passed Su Wen. His secretary awkwardly jogged after him, but suddenly, Xiao Rong stopped abruptly.

The secretary was caught off guard and nearly bumped into him, but luckily she nimbly swerved to the side.

Just then, Xiao Rong turned around and beckoned to Su Wen in front of everyone.

Su Wen, who had been silently and coldly staring at his back, was taken aback.

She couldn't understand the intention behind Xiao Rong's seemingly smiling eyes.

They didn't understand his actions at all.

His secretary, however, already understood and quickly explained, "Miss Nie, Young Master Xiao has invited you to walk the red carpet together."

invite?

If this was an invitation, it would be the most condescending, insincere, and infuriating invitation she had ever seen.

Suwen wanted to refuse, but then she remembered the advice Ye Zi had given her before she left, and how her future and whether she could make a comeback depended entirely on this battle.

She gritted her teeth, forced a smile, walked up to him, and hooked her arm around his lazily outstretched right hand, seemingly relaxed and peaceful, but actually holding him with hidden strength!

It's just walking the red carpet, what's there to be afraid of? Do you think I'll get pregnant just by walking with him?

As it turned out, she had indeed overthought things. Once in front of the cameras, the man became extremely well-behaved, even considerately slowing his pace to match her high heels. His brief appearance on the red carpet showcased his aristocratic demeanor and poise, as if the man flirting and being incredibly affectionate with busty models backstage was nothing like him.