The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

Su Wen nodded, put down her bag, and as she passed the bedroom door, she looked at the messy bedding on the big bed, still looking like she had just woken up. She hadn't had time to tidy up when she left. Lu Zheng hadn't slept either, and was sitting in the room calling Feng Zhan on his phone.

Suwen shrugged, went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, and crawled into bed without even drying her hair.

She only slept on one side of the bed; the other side, near the door, was the side Lu Zheng was used to sleeping on.

Sure enough, a short while later, Lu Zheng turned off the bedside lamp and got into bed from the other side.

He stirred, moving closer to her, and reached out to embrace her from behind. His scent gradually seeped into her bones, and Suwen smiled gently before drifting peacefully into sleep.

Regardless, he is still here.

She slept for a short time, and when she woke up, Lu Zheng was shaving in the bathroom while wearing a shirt.

Suwen remembered that he had recently taken office as the new director of Huayi Brothers and should have many formal occasions to attend. Wearing pajamas and slippers, she walked up behind him, looked at the dashing man in the mirror, and joked, "With such a hardworking and punctual boss, I'm really afraid that I, a small employee who skips work all day, will be fired at any time."

Lu Zheng wiped the foam off his chin, turned around, and glanced at her.

Suwen was stunned by his gaze: "I was just kidding, you're not really going to fire me, are you?"

Lu Zheng waited until she was stunned for a while before leaning down and kissing her on the tip of her nose: "I won't fire you, but I will deduct your pay."

Suwen, her nose filled with the smell of shaving spray from his kisses, chuckled and backed away: "Take as much as you want, I'm working for you now anyway, so if you take all the money, you can support me."

He reached out and gently rubbed her hair, his gaze softening, as if he had completely forgotten the accusations he had made while drunk the night before.

Even Suwen was a little dazed, wondering if that irritable and restless Lu Zheng had ever really existed.

After finishing breakfast, as he tied his tie, he looked in the mirror at Suwen, who was wearing rubber gloves and washing dishes in the kitchen, and suddenly said, "Don't bother. Why don't you come to the company with me today?"

"Ah..." Suwen seemed not to hear clearly and continued washing the dishes with the tap running.

Lu Zheng simply walked into the kitchen, picked her up by the waist, and ripped off the rubber gloves from her hands, rubbing them tenderly: "I married you so you could enjoy life, not so you could do these things. Look how cold your hands are."

Suwen leaned against him, blinking her eyes: "But I used to wash dishes all the time."

She felt that Lu Zheng seemed to have changed recently, and wondered if it was because Xiao Rong's words at the bar had provoked him.

Lu Zheng carried her directly into the changing room, tossed her onto the soft cushions, then opened the wardrobe, pointed to several sets of new clothes with the tags still on, and asked, "Which one should you wear, this one? Or this one?"

Su Wen was stunned and a little dazed: "I'm pregnant now, so I can just wear something loose and comfortable..."

Lu Zheng then took out a Givenchy lantern-hem dress: "How about wearing this?"

Su Wen remained silent. She quietly put on the clothes he had chosen for her, then combed her hair and put on makeup. Wearing such an expensive suit, she felt embarrassed to go out without makeup. Perhaps it was because he was now the chairman, and she didn't want to embarrass him when she went out with him.

Suwen was a little puzzled as she carefully coordinated her clothes, even choosing expensive brands for her handbag and shoes that she didn't usually use.

All that fuss must have taken a lot of time. As she put on her shoes, she asked apologetically, "Is this alright? I've made you late."

"It's okay." Lu Zheng put his arm around her waist and kissed her on the cheek.

Suwen smiled as well. As long as he's happy, that's all that matters.

Lu Zheng personally drove her to work. When Su Wen saw a few scattered reporters outside the company building, she turned to him and asked, "Is there a press conference at the company today?"

Lu Zheng gave a vague reply and drove the car directly into the underground parking lot.

The two did not check in through the main entrance, but went directly upstairs in the elevator. Then, Suwen saw Yuan Yuquan, who was already waiting there, in Lu Zheng's office.

When Lu Zheng opened the door, he didn't seem surprised by her appearance, while Su Wen just stood frozen at the door and didn't go in.

Lu Zheng turned around, put his arm around her waist, and asked, "Why don't you come in?"

Suwen simply stared at him silently, standing by the door, her eyes seeming to ask him: What exactly happened?

Before Lu Zheng could explain, Yuan Yuquan had already stood up and looked at Nie Suwen, saying, "I never intended to ruin your reputation through this. I've already taken back what you owed me, and that's enough. I won't pursue this further. Now, all I want is an apology from you, and let's just let this matter go."

Upon hearing this, Su Wen wanted to laugh, and she did indeed laugh out loud: "Did I hear that right? Can you tell me what I owe you? Why should I apologize to you?"

Yuan Yuquan chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Yes, you can pretend you know nothing. Anyway, someone is plotting for you behind the scenes. I clearly won first place back then, but Huayi refused to sign me. Then Huanqiu was acquired, and I was sidelined because I offended you. Even the only female lead role became yours because of a word from the boss. Do you still want to say you don't owe me anything? There's a press conference being prepared downstairs right now. To be honest, I don't have any relationship with you, and I don't need to say good things for you. I'm only helping you clarify things today because I'm giving President Lu face."

Su Wen then turned her gaze to Lu Zheng: "What do you mean?"

Lu Zheng neither admitted nor denied it, and in Su Wen's eyes, that expression was tantamount to acquiescence.

Suwen suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh that must have contained the joy of being granted a pardon and the gratitude of having such a considerate husband. Yes, absolutely.

She laughed loudly at Yuan Yuquan: "Go ahead and say whatever you want! I'm not afraid to admit what I've done—" After she finished speaking, she turned to leave, but Lu Zheng grabbed her wrist.

"Why are you so stubborn? What's wrong with saying sorry? Do you want these rumors to keep flying around and make my aunt end up in the hospital? Do you really want a divorce?"

Lu Zheng was extremely anxious and grabbed her, fearing that she might leave.

Suwen looked at him, her gaze trembling: "You called Feng Zhan yesterday, so you already know everything?"

Lu Zheng nodded, looking at her anxiously: "This is the only chance to restore your reputation. Su Su, don't be willful. Sometimes you have to bow your head. Don't do something you'll regret in the future."

It must be said that Lu Zheng really went to great lengths, managing to come up with a way to persuade Yuan Yuquan to help her restore her reputation.

"And do you even know that I regret it now? I regret trusting you so much—" She took a few steps forward, pointing at Yuan Yuquan, who was watching coldly from the side, "Yes, 'I'm sorry' is only three words, and it's not hard to say. But if I say it, it means I admit to what was reported in the newspapers! Others may not believe me, so why don't you believe me too?"

Meeting Lu Zheng's disappointed gaze, she knew she was destined to disappoint his "good intentions." She blamed him; the whole world could disbelieve her, but he couldn't. Tragically, she probably already knew subconsciously that he didn't believe her, otherwise she wouldn't have repeatedly compromised and yielded.

Even at this moment, she was still thinking that if Lu Zheng said just one word, Nie Suwen, who valued pride more than life itself, would be willing to put aside all her pride and principles and beg him to believe her.

On the other side, Yuan Yuquan kept looking at her with a provocative gaze.

Perhaps she shouldn't have been so forceful. At this point, she had no choice but to back down. If she cried or desperately tried to explain herself, would that have made him feel better? But Suwen understood even better: if Lu Zheng had assumed disbelief from the beginning, then under that premise, what explanation wasn't just sophistry?

She looked at him with hope, as if grasping at the last straw.

"You said you trust me, you know I wouldn't do that!"

Lu Zheng paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his eyes. Perhaps he had believed her before, but ever since he saw Renren on the street, he had wavered…

He said, "I don't know."

Suwen exploded: "Give me a reason, give me a reason, just to explain why I love Hao Haiyun. If I loved him, I could have just run away with him in Pingxiang. What for?!"

She stared into Lu Zheng's eyes, her voice filled with a frenzied hysteria.

A bitter smile, difficult to decipher, appeared on his lips.

“I told you I don’t know. Susu, maybe that man just appeared when you were most lonely and helpless, filling the void you felt after leaving me, or maybe you’ve just gotten used to being reckless and you’re never afraid of hurting the people who love you.”

"Who loves me?" Suwen murmured to herself, "Just like this?"

Lu Zheng was silent for a moment, then tilted his head back slightly and stared into her tearful eyes: "If you care about me, why won't you bow your head for me and say sorry? If you were willing to say it, everything could be back to normal. Do you want to carry this stigma for the rest of your life? You can be indifferent, but do you want the entire Lu family to carry it with you?"

"If I insist on not apologizing, are you going to divorce me...?"

She finally asked the question she hadn't been able to ask in the taxi.

And the only response she received was silence. A suffocating silence.

Suwen's stubbornness began to crumble from this moment. She hated Lu Zheng, yet she had to admit that he had indeed considered the bigger picture and was thinking of her. Even when Suwen cursed him and vowed never to forgive him again, in the end, it was still because she loved him to death. It was as if they were a pair of interlocking rings, naturally each other's other half, and she never thought that one day they would be separated.

"Isn't it just 'I'm sorry'? Can't I just say it? I'm sorry—" she shouted through gritted teeth at Yuan Yuquan.