The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

The more exciting the game, the more enthusiastic the girls became. In the third round, Boss Fang won by himself. Suwen pouted, turned her back, and took off her cashmere sweater from her head.

Now Suwen was also under pressure, because under her sweater, she was only wearing a close-fitting undershirt; if she took off any more, she would only be wearing underwear. Nana, on the other hand, was already on the verge of tears, knowing that attacking Hao Haiyun was pointless.

The only ones at the table who didn't win were Hao Haiyun and Xiao Rong. Su Wen's glare at Xiao Rong's back was so intense it seemed to pierce through him; it was unclear whether he was deliberately losing.

This round, Hao Haiyun finally got a good hand. Nana, sitting to the side, secretly wiped the sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Hao Haiyun wasn't in a hurry, slowly drawing and discarding cards, like an old monk in meditation. Suwen, watching his discards, guessed that he was going for the "Wan" suit, but Xiao Rong happened to have a hand full of "Wan" cards, so she was extremely nervous every time Xiao Rong played a card, fearing that he might give away a winning hand and she would be left with nothing.

Xiao Rong noticed her nervousness and subtly pointed to the fruit tea on the plate, indicating that she should drink some tea to calm down.

Suwen rolled her eyes at him, thinking to herself, "It's not you who wants to take off your clothes, so of course you're not nervous."

Hao Haiyun saw all of this flirting. He had just drawn a concealed kong, thrown the dice, and picked up a card. He rubbed his fingers on the card, hesitating to reveal it. Everyone present held their breath, especially Su Wen, who stared intently at the card in his hand, almost stopping her breathing.

Hao Haiyun's arrogant lips curled up slightly as he slowly turned his hand over. Nana, who had been watching him draw cards from behind, was about to scream. Everyone was ready to give him chips, but when the cards were turned over, it was South Wind... not the Wan suit he wanted.

As everyone sighed in regret, Suwen felt a long sigh of relief. Hao Haiyun, on the other hand, didn't care at all, continuing to draw and play cards, occasionally popping a piece of melon into his mouth. In the end, Xiao Rong won by drawing a card himself, and Suwen finally didn't have to take off her clothes anymore, while Nana was already down to her bikini.

While impatiently coaxing Nana, Hao Haiyun pushed the cards away, saying, "I'm not playing anymore, my luck is too bad tonight."

Everyone looked at each other, realizing that after a round of play, only Hao Haiyun hadn't won a hand. They couldn't help but regret not having been more attentive and given him a few chances to win.

Seeing such a good opportunity for her to back down, Suwen hurriedly put on the clothes she had taken off: "Perfect timing, I'm a little tired too, I'd like to go back first."

Hao Haiyun stood up with her and said, "You don't know the way, let me take you." Then he turned to the people in the private room and said, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Fang, Young Master Xiao, excuse me for a moment."

Everyone naturally smiled and saw him off.

Suwen naturally knew that his words "send her" were just an excuse, and since he was giving himself a way out, she didn't need to expose him.

As soon as the door to the private room closed, Nana immediately returned to the card table, flipping over the cards that had been knocked over, muttering to herself, "That's strange..."

Seeing this, Boss Fang asked, "What's wrong?"

Tonight, Nana lost the most, along with Hao Haiyun. She was down to just her bikini. She picked up a hand of cards and said in confusion, "I clearly saw him draw a 50,000, how did it turn into South Wind?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Rong swept the last card in the pile closest to Hao Haiyun's seat, and the card that brought him satisfaction was none other than the 50,000!

The crowd looked embarrassed. Boss Fang stroked his beard and laughed: "When Brother Yun was out in the game, you guys were probably still breastfeeding. This trick of switching the dragon with the phoenix has fooled me."

Everyone understood after those words. No matter how indignant Nana was, there was nothing she could do. She was someone else's official girlfriend, so naturally, they'd show some favoritism. If she didn't take her clothes off, who would?

Back in her hotel room, Suwen immediately kicked off her bulky slippers and stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet. Hao Haiyun came in behind her and, seeing her bare feet, chuckled, a rare occurrence for him: "Still a child."

Upon hearing this, Su Wen's cheerful steps abruptly stopped. Perhaps her recent winning bet had made her a little carried away, causing her to momentarily forget where she was. Hao Haiyun tonight also puzzled her, leaving her with too many unanswered questions. She asked, "Does that Young Master Xiao come here often?"

Hao Haiyun was taken aback, probably not expecting Su Wen to ask him so directly.

"What, that one's your lover too?"

"..."

Hao Haiyun walked to the dining table. He hadn't finished the red wine that the waiter had brought in the evening. He picked up a glass, poured himself a glass, and sipped it softly, saying, "I've heard that your entertainment industry is always very chaotic. Female stars can sleep with directors and producers for a movie. It seems you've learned quite a bit from them."

"..."

I knew I wouldn't get anything good out of this person. Everything I felt before was just an illusion, an illusion!

Suwen ignored him, nestled on the sofa, and turned the TV volume up to the maximum to cover up the man's annoying voice. Hao Haiyun also seemed too lazy to pay attention to her, and sat on the balcony with a glass and wine, slowly sipping it.

Suwen glanced at his back and muttered to herself: What a hypocrite.

When Suwen returned from the casino, it was almost dawn. She watched TV for a while and then kept yawning, forgetting even when she fell asleep.

In her dream, she saw Lu Zheng again. It seemed to be New Year's Eve. She was sitting in the car, holding her hand out the window to set off fireworks, while he slumped asleep in the back seat. She took off the scarf from her neck and wrapped it around his neck. The overhead light cast a dim yellow glow, and the warm air from the air conditioner ruffled the floss on the scarf, causing it to tremble slightly. The engine emitted a soft, low hum. She warmed her hands in the crook of her neck before slowly placing them on his face. His long, slanted eyebrows, his high, straight nose, his warm, soft lips—she carefully and meticulously stroked them inch by inch. At that moment, it felt like such a luxury.

A light kept flickering on her eyelids. Suwen knew it was a dream, it had to be a dream, but she didn't want to wake up. She couldn't remember how many days it had been since she had seen Lu Zheng. Every word he had said, every glance he had given, played back slowly like scenes from a movie.

She still remembered that heartbreaking kiss; his lips were burning hot, and his kiss was light, slow, and weak.

Now she finally understands why she felt inexplicably heartbroken at that time, and why she asked, "If I have nothing left, will you still love me?"

She didn't answer him then. Now, she wants to tell him definitively that she will, but the opportunity is gone.

Her eyes were wet, and the wind felt cool on them. Su Wen frowned uncomfortably, then suddenly opened her eyes. The face that suddenly came into view made her freeze. Her mind was still full of Lu Zheng's smile, and the face of Hao Haiyun in front of her was obviously quite different. She stared at him for a moment, as if she had seen some kind of demon.

Hao Haiyun maintained his condescending posture, staring at her for a long time, before suddenly laughing: "Is my face really that scary?"

Suwen suddenly realized she had been lost in thought. She abruptly sat up on the sofa, feeling pain in her neck, back, arms, and her whole body. Looking out the window, she saw it was already broad daylight. How long had she been curled up on that sofa, asleep?

Hao Haiyun, who was standing in front of him, was already dressed neatly and looked presentable. She coldly gave the order: "Get up, I'm taking you to buy shoes."

Suwen quickly gathered her thoughts and, without giving herself any extra time, rushed into the bathroom to wash up.

Going out to buy shoes meant she could leave the palatial casino, and once she left, she would have a chance to go back.

She finished washing up in less than a minute and put her wrinkled clothes back on. This time, Hao Haiyun didn't say anything and strode ahead. Su Wen, wearing slippers and with her head down, had to walk quickly to keep up with her, looking like a wronged little wife.

Upon arriving downstairs, a doorman wearing white gloves opened the car door for them. Hao Haiyun drove himself, while Su Wen sat in the back, resting her chin on her hand and gazing out the window. The car drove up the winding mountain road they had come from, circling back up again, and soon returned to the highway leading into the city. Seeing the familiar scenery outside the window, Su Wen felt a surge of joy. It wasn't until they passed the tollbooth that she finally realized they were finally heading back to the city.

Hao Haiyun took her to a shopping street in the city that wasn't very popular. Because of her profession, Su Wen was already very familiar with the famous brand stores in Beijing and Shanghai. She had heard of this place before, but because it was in a remote location and the stores weren't very big, it had always been deserted.

When she walked into the store wearing slippers, she naturally attracted everyone's attention again. Hao Haiyun, however, remained calm and composed, sitting directly on a small lambskin sofa. He casually pointed with his cigarette-lighting hand and said, "Help her choose a pair of shoes." Then, he seemed a little bored and started puffing on his cigarette.

Suwen certainly didn't expect him to give her any advice, but she really couldn't stand his emperor-like attitude. Lu Zheng never acted like that when he accompanied her shopping.

After hearing this, the shop assistant looked Suwen up and down. Her gaze swept over Suwen's wrinkled clothes and her unmade-up face, which didn't seem to have changed much. It was hard to tell whether she was just being professional or simply didn't recognize her.

The sales assistant turned around and took a pair of off-white high heels from the counter, kneeling down on one knee to help her try them on. Suwen stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself from left to right, while the sales assistant enthusiastically introduced the shoes: "These are our limited-edition custom-made shoes for this season. Only one pair of each size is available, so once you buy them, they'll be one-of-a-kind. Moreover, both the materials and design are from a renowned Italian designer. They'll fit you perfectly, enhancing your elegance..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Hao Haiyun's expression. He seemed quite perceptive, clearly understanding who the sugar daddy was.

Suwen couldn't help but laugh when she saw Hao Haiyun's nonchalant expression in the mirror. He had already figured out that she was an easy target, so he directly gave her limited edition shoes to try on.

Suwen remained silent, letting the shop assistant continue her rambling, since she wasn't the one paying.