The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found a pair of eyes that were both strange and familiar looking at her. Actually, they weren't strangers, after all, they had been so intimate last night.

Suwen rubbed her eyes and sat up. He seemed to have been staring at her blankly for a moment before suddenly snapping out of it: "You're awake? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

She spent the whole day on the train yesterday, crying her eyes out and having no appetite. She only drank alcohol in the evening, and now her stomach feels incredibly empty.

"I'm starving." She threw off the covers and was about to get out of bed when a sharp pain shot through her body, as if she had been run over by a car.

She cried out in pain, and Lu Zheng quickly came over to support her. His body under the blanket was completely naked, and his dry, comfortable palms pressed against her cool, smooth skin. For some reason, his breathing became a little heavy.

Lu Zheng pressed her down on the bed and covered her with the blanket, saying, "Lie still and don't move. I'll go buy you whatever you want to eat."

She thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat the pan-fried buns from that shop on Wujiang Road, and also the congee with preserved egg and lean pork."

He made a note of it, and before leaving, he told her not to wander off. Then he opened the door and went out. As the door closed, her heart skipped a beat with the sound of the automatic lock clicking shut.

She felt a strange palpitation, a feeling she hated.

Even though I've gotten used to being abandoned, seeing others leave still hurts. Didn't I already decide not to think about the future? Nie Suwen said, "In this world, besides yourself, there's no one you can rely on. Even the closest physical intimacy can lead to betrayal. If you love, you can only love yourself."

He hypnotized himself like this and slept for a while until he was starving, just as Lu Zheng returned.

He held steaming hot pan-fried buns and porridge in his hand, and Suwen eagerly tore open the bag. Lu Zheng then handed her two small medicine boxes: "One is painkillers, and the other is birth control pills." He turned his head away from her as he spoke, his tone a little stiff, "They'll make you feel better. I think you, like me, don't want anything to happen."

She hadn't thought of that yet. Taking the medicine, she squinted her eyes and gave him a sweet smile: "Thank you."

He felt even more uncomfortable, so he sat down to the side and picked up a pan-fried dumpling to take a bite.

After taking her medicine and having a hearty breakfast, Suwen felt refreshed and full of energy. Seeing that he had brought up another bag, she snatched it and began to look through it. It was full of DVDs, completely blank without even a title.

She pulled out a sheet and held it up to the sunlight: "What is this?"

The laser disc refracted rainbows under the sunlight, like a rainbow after the rain, and behind it was her bright red lips and white teeth, her smiling face clearly defined. Last night she was drunk, probably in pain, her slender eyebrows constantly furrowed. Now, when she smiled, she revealed a set of fine white teeth, with sweet dimples on either side, making her very cute.

He was still in a daze when she turned on the hotel TV and put the disc into the DVD player. After a brief intro, an empty room appeared, with a modern man and woman speaking Japanese that neither of them could understand.

Su Wen was baffled. In the video, the man and woman had a brief conversation for a few seconds, and then they moved to the most conspicuous large bed in the room and quickly started undressing each other.

Even though Lu Zheng was a boy, he blushed a little as he listened to the increasingly rapid and passionate panting and moaning.

After a long pause, Su Wen finally realized: last night she casually mentioned wanting to watch Aoi Sora and Maria Ozawa, and Lu Zheng, who was in the throes of passion at the time, mumbled something about watching together. She never expected him to be serious!

Lu Zheng sat on the edge of the bed, and Su Wen rested her head on his shoulder. The two of them suddenly fell silent, and the only sounds in the silent room were the images on the television and the continuous, loud moans.

He glanced at her; she was engrossed in the screen. He turned back, and moments later, he turned back to kiss her. His hand slipped under the covers; their naked bodies beneath the thin blankets made it easy for things to escalate.

Having learned from last night's experience, he easily found her, teasing her gently. His breath was clean, a refreshing minty scent. Because they had been together all night, she was certain it wasn't cologne, but simply his own scent. There was also a faint smell of tobacco from his smoking.

Her hand slipped inside his collar, down his chest, her slender, delicate hand like a fish, gliding elusively over his skin. He frowned, letting out a passionate breath, and suddenly rolled over, pinning her beneath him.

The morning sunlight streamed through the huge French windows, casting dappled patterns on the hotel's pristine white bed. He rolled her around in his arms, then held her tightly, cradling her face in his hands as he gazed at her intently.

“Susu.”

"Ok?"

How did I end up running into you?

She thought for a moment, then mimicked the accent from a foreign film: "Ho—knows?"

He laughed and kissed me happily again and again: "I really want to hold you like this forever. Will you stay by my side?"

He clearly felt her body stiffen. They were just strangers who had met by chance, asking no questions about each other's backgrounds or pasts, indulging in a moment of pleasure. Lu Zheng stopped laughing, carefully avoiding these sensitive topics. The physical contact quickly made him forget these unpleasant feelings. Because of last night's experience, Lu Zheng teased her very carefully until she was completely relaxed, then asked softly, "Is it okay?"

Suwen nodded. He placed his hands on either side of her and kissed her very gently. Suwen wrapped her arms around his back, her nails digging deep into his skin as he moved. The sunlight dappled his back, and his eyes were so tender, they almost drowned her.

I never knew making love could be so wonderful.

They support and keep each other warm. When they are tired, they fall asleep in each other's arms.

Later, he took her back to school. When he saw the large, golden signboard, he paused, taken aback. Many college graduates these days do this kind of thing, but he instinctively felt she wasn't the type to sell her body for vanity.

He asked her, "Why are you selling yourself?"

It turned out he had always thought of her as a prostitute at the nightclub. She raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, not in a hurry to deny it, her tone truly nonchalant: "A gentleman loves money, but he earns it in a proper way. I don't think there's anything wrong with making money this way quickly."

A hint of disapproval flashed across his delicate features, but he said nothing more.

When they reached the main road in front of the school, she waved her hand and said, "I'll drop you off here. There are too many people and too many eyes around at the school gate. It wouldn't be good if we got seen."

She was actually afraid that his outstanding looks would cause her unnecessary trouble if he stood next to her. Along the way, she saw many girls secretly glancing at him, and their jealous eyes almost burned her to death.

He assumed she was afraid of being discovered by her classmates for engaging in compensated dating, so he let go of her and took out his wallet to count the money. He never carried much cash with him, and after counting, he found that it only amounted to a little over two thousand yuan in total, so he simply took out all the cash he had.

He was a little embarrassed and asked as he handed it over, "Is this enough?"

Suwen didn't even count, casually folded it and put it in her pocket, saying in a flippant tone, "Thank you, boss."

He gave her money, and she accepted it. Since he believed she had sold her virginity to him, she would just consider it as such.

It turned out that accepting the money was a wise decision. Not long after, her father officially signed the divorce papers with her mother, and Suwen was awarded to Xiang Ru. The property division agreement was exactly as he had said; not a single penny was left to the mother and daughter, forcing them to move out and live with their grandmother. But then the man said, "Suwen, you are my daughter. If you are truly in trouble, you can come to your father anytime. I'm not leaving you any property because I don't want that wicked woman to benefit from it."

She scoffed, treating it like a fart. Her partner of over a decade suddenly transformed into a vicious woman.

As for her mother... she didn't know whether she should continue to use that title. Less than a month after the divorce, she ran off with all the money she could carry and disappeared without a trace.

She didn't find out until a week later. The day the school scholarships were awarded, she excitedly called home to tell her. Her mother, a long-time housewife, had long since stopped working, and suddenly losing her source of income made life difficult. Suwen thought that she was an adult now, and being independent could at least ease the family's burden, but even so, her mother still disliked her as a "burden" and abandoned her.

Grandma's frail voice came through the phone: "Aru... how could you be so willful? You left without even saying goodbye... She also borrowed 20,000 yuan from your uncle, and now we can't even find her..."

Her mind was a jumbled mess. The coldness of human relationships and the indifference of the world had transformed her from Director Nie's beloved daughter into an abandoned child, forgotten by everyone. Her grandmother kept bringing up the 20,000 yuan her uncle had given her, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. She had no face to send it back. She had truly cut off all contact with everyone, and in this world, she couldn't find a single relative.

She brought five thousand yuan with her when school started. She had spent some money on travel and accommodation to and from her home and school, plus food and clothing, and soon she was short of money. With the two thousand yuan that Lu Zheng gave her, she managed to get by for a while.

She realized she had to find a job, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to afford tuition for the next semester.

She started attending classes during the day and working as a cashier at a supermarket in the evenings, earning eight yuan an hour, and thirty-two yuan by 10 pm. After deducting her three meals a day, she barely saved a dozen yuan. She was sensitive to cold, and her hands and feet would get icy cold in winter. In the past, she would always buy a steaming cup of coffee and hold it in her hands during evening self-study, which her roommates called fussy. Now she had given it up. Instead, she would wash the empty canned food jars in her dorm room, fill them with hot water, and hold them to her chest.

In the past, she was the daughter of Director Nie, and had developed many spoiled habits that she couldn't easily change. Under her bed in her dormitory, she still kept a pair of Chanel lambskin shoes—a birthday gift from her father on her eighteenth birthday. Even the handkerchiefs drying on the balcony bore the faint double logo. Her classmates gossiped about her, and even her part-time colleagues often talked about her behind her back. Su Wen, always quiet and reserved, let them talk. Coupled with her inherent pride and aloofness, she refused to conform, and thus had very few friends.