The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

His tone was full of ambiguity, and his gaze swept unabashedly from the top of Suwen's head to the soles of her feet, before stopping at her bare feet, where he was clearly taken aback.

Suwen followed his gaze and looked down, noticing her muddy toes, and felt embarrassed.

"Brother Yun's woman is indeed... quite extraordinary." Boss Zhou laughed after saying this, seemingly unable to find any other words to flatter her, so he could only use "extraordinary" to describe her.

Hao Haiyun smiled faintly, then pulled Su Wen closer to him, bringing the two even closer together.

"Same as always, get me a room first."

Boss Zhou was a little surprised. People in the underworld all knew that Hao Haiyun didn't keep women around him, let alone such close ones. This action clearly showed that he was protecting his own.

"No problem, we've reserved a private room downstairs for you too. You can always have a spot whenever you want." He then handed over a gleaming gold room key.

"Let's go." Hao Haiyun took the room key, grabbed Suwen's hand, and walked straight down the quiet corridor.

Suwen followed him somewhat reluctantly. In this completely unfamiliar place, her wallet and phone had been taken by his men, and she didn't even have a pair of shoes. She had nowhere else to go but to follow Hao Haiyun.

Hao Haiyun seemed to be a distinguished guest here. All the waiters she encountered along the way bowed their heads and respectfully greeted her as "Hello, Brother Yun." However, apart from Boss Zhou, no one dared to look down at her bare feet. They were clearly well-trained and kept their eyes straight ahead.

Hao Haiyun swiped her card to open the door, and Su Wen was immediately stunned by the luxurious space and lavish decorations inside. Having acted for so long, she had seen quite a few so-called mansions, but none had ever taken opulence to such an extreme. It was as if even a single leaf in a vase was made of gold. Was this the legendary presidential suite? Oh no, she was certain the president wouldn't be so blatantly extravagant.

The snow-white Angolan wool carpet, with its soft wool reaching ankle-deep, felt like sinking into a hole with every step. Suwen stood there awkwardly, looking at the path she had walked on; each step left a black footprint.

Hao Haiyun took off his long leather overcoat, casually turned on the TV remote, and seeing Su Wen still standing there in a daze, he laughed disdainfully, "What's wrong, scared out of your wits?"

Suwen, who had been staring intently at her surroundings, abruptly looked away at those words and asked awkwardly, "Where's the bathroom? I need to take a shower first." Her feet were dirty and cold, and felt as if they were being pricked with needles.

Hao Haiyun sat languidly on the sofa, which was extremely soft, making him feel as if he were half-sinking into it. His demeanor was languid, like a leopard crouching in its den, seemingly about to doze off. But his eyes were unusually clear, glancing sideways behind him with an eerie brightness.

Following his gaze, Su Wen walked behind and indeed saw an unbelievably large... bathroom, or rather, swimming pool? Su Wen thought about how the house she had bought with all her earnings and signing bonus was smaller than someone else's bathroom? It made her so angry she wanted to stomp her feet.

Bubbling water rose continuously from the bathtub, beneath which was an automatic massage steam spring. Various bath salts were neatly arranged along the edge of the tub, and baskets held flower petals and essential oils of various uses. Suwen stepped into the tub with a touch of trepidation. The warm water immediately enveloped her, the bubbles playfully surrounding her and nuzzling her feet, instantly dispelling the chill. She felt so comfortable she wanted to let out a long sigh.

After she finished showering and came out wrapped in a clean bathrobe, the only sound in the empty living room was the echo of the television; the sofa was completely empty. Suwen suddenly felt a pang of fear. In this unfamiliar place, what would she do if Hao Haiyun abandoned her alone?

She walked barefoot across the carpet, her footsteps completely absorbed by the long, soft wool. When she stopped in front of the open bedroom door, she suddenly paused, for Hao Haiyun was lying on the large, medieval-style bed, sleeping peacefully and quietly. Her face was slightly turned to the side, her eyes were closed, and judging from the orderly and gentle rise and fall of her chest, she must have just fallen asleep.

Suwen didn't wake him. After all, the bedroom was a rather ambiguous and dangerous place, and she didn't need to disturb a sleeping leopard.

Stepping onto the balcony, she saw that the rain had stopped, the leaves rustling damply, with the occasional soft patter of water. Suwen sat there, when suddenly a strange noise came from her stomach. Startled, she stood up, a little embarrassed. She hadn't eaten anything since receiving Qin Jiangfeng's call; no wonder she was hungry.

She got up and went back to her room to find something to eat, but this excessively luxurious house had everything except for anything edible. She now somewhat missed the small hotels she stayed in when filming in Hengdian, where at least the rooms had electric kettles and instant noodles.

She picked up the phone, thinking that calling the front desk might allow her to order food. But in such a high-class place, you had to tip the waiter, and she didn't have a single penny on her.

Annoyed, she hung up the phone and looked back at the open bedroom door. Maybe she should call Hao Haiyun to get up and take her to get something to eat; he probably hadn't eaten dinner either.

But thinking of the man's cold, star-like eyes, she decided against it. Compared to satisfying her hunger and her own life, she valued the latter more.

Torn between these conflicting emotions, she found herself leaning softly against the sofa and gradually drifting off to sleep.

Suwen was awakened by hunger.

It felt like she was back when she first entered the film academy, when Old Zhang would nitpick about their figures all day long, scaring them so much that they dared not eat. They were half full and half hungry every day, and around nine or ten o'clock at night, the dormitory was filled with the rumbling of stomachs, "I want to eat chicken legs—", "I want to eat barbecue—", the dormitory building was filled with howls and shouts, all for the names of food.

It's funny to think about it now. Back then, we were hungry all the time and had almost forgotten what it felt like to have a full meal. The starving people in Africa had no food to eat, while the girls at the film academy had food but no food to eat. We were basically in the same boat.

Back then, she was so hungry she couldn't sleep, and would lie in bed talking nonsense in the middle of the night. During the day, she was listless, and if she dozed off in class, she would get scolded. So Zhou Mo eventually deserted. She persevered, but how many other female classmates who persevered like her are still working as extras in some unknown corner of the world?

Suwen felt that she had become increasingly lax since becoming famous.

She shook her head, suppressing her hunger, and continued watching the movie to distract herself.

But not long after, my stomach started acting up again.

She decisively threw down the remote control and rushed to the bedroom.

When she went inside, she found that Hao Haiyun had changed her position and was sleeping soundly, her breathing even and gentle. She knew that this should be the normal time for a person to sleep, but Hao Haiyun was the kind of person who always had eyes on the back of her head when she was asleep. She had never slept so soundly before.

Suwen stood steadily in front of him, wanting to wake him several times, but worried about the consequences. She opened her mouth several times but failed. Instead, she saw the thin blanket folded by the bed and, feeling a pang of pity, gently took it and covered him with it.

After doing all this, she glanced around, her gaze suddenly falling on Hao Haiyun's leather jacket. A lightbulb went off in her eyes; she could go out and find something to eat herself!

He didn't react when she covered him with a blanket. After confirming that Hao Haiyun was fast asleep, Suwen tiptoed to the sofa, picked up his coat, and felt her way from his left pocket to his right, finally finding his wallet. Opening it, she found a lot of large red bills inside. Suwen thought, she'll only take a few to fill her stomach; he shouldn't notice, right? She could always return the money to him when she got her wallet back.

Suwen quickly stuffed a few banknotes into her palm, swiftly closed her wallet, and put it back in her pocket. Just as she was hesitating whether to leave him a note or something, a voice suddenly came from behind her, startling her: "I didn't know you had the potential to be a thief."

Suwen dropped the wallet she was holding onto the sofa. She was so frightened that she almost lost her mind. Clutching her pounding heart, she turned around abruptly, only to find that Hao Haiyun had already woken up and was sitting on the boat, holding onto the blanket that had slipped off, looking at her with a half-smile.

Seeing the slight smile on his lips, Suwen knew she had been tricked! It had only been three years; how could this guy have changed his habit of being a light sleeper so easily? He was probably already awake when she covered him with a blanket, no, even as soon as she walked in!

"Is it fun to scare me like this?" Su Wen said angrily, but her voice lacked conviction. Feeling guilty, she could only explain, "I was just hungry and wanted to ask you to go out and get something to eat, but you were sleeping so soundly, and I didn't have the heart to wake you... But you were so ruthless, you searched my phone and wallet, so I had to borrow some money from your wallet first..."

Suwen became increasingly incoherent as he spoke, and his voice grew softer and softer.

Hao Haiyun acted as if he hadn't heard her, ignoring her embarrassment and awkwardness. He slowly got up, dressed, walked to the landline, picked up the phone, and said, "This is 008. Bring up the midnight snack."

Suwen stared blankly as he hung up the phone. Hao Haiyun turned around and saw that she was still standing there in a daze, so he kindly comforted her, "Wait a little longer, the food will be served soon."

After saying that, she took her clothes and went into the bathroom.

As the bathroom door closed, Su Wen's tense nerves finally relaxed. She was surprised by Hao Haiyun's series of reactions. From the moment he caught her red-handed, she thought he would again use vicious words to attack her and torment her. How could he be so kind as to order her food?

He stood there thinking for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so he simply shook his head, went back to the sofa, and randomly changed channels with the remote control. Partly it was restlessness, and partly it was sheer hunger.

When the doorbell rang, Suwen immediately jumped off the sofa with delight and ran to open the door. The waiter, all smiles, pushed in a food cart and asked her, "Miss, would you like to dine in the restaurant or here?"