The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

"Filming?" Su Wen stammered, taking a long time to react, her face turning red. "I thought he was trying to sexually harass me..."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Zi was both amused and exasperated: "Director Wei is almost forty, with a wife and daughter. What kind of beautiful women hasn't he seen? Why would he be interested in a young girl like you? I really don't know what's going on in your head! Go back and get ready quickly, lest you get turned down in Shanghai and sent back to Beijing. That would really be a disgrace to the company..."

"Oh." She stuck out her tongue, the joy seeming to have just begun to overflow.

After Ye Zi finished expressing her joy, she said to her, "By the way, you mentioned last time that you were looking for a place, so I asked Xiao Ai to keep an eye out for you. There's a pretty nice one near the East Fourth Ring Road, a two-bedroom apartment of 80 square meters. The owner is British and is in a hurry to sell it because he's going back to his country. Although it's a second-hand apartment, he's only lived there for less than five years, so everything is brand new. If you pay in full upfront, all the furniture will be given to you for free. The price is also reasonable. I think it's perfect for you, and you can move in right away."

Suwen was also tempted by the idea. She was too busy with work to deal with the renovation, and Xiangru was naive and inexperienced. It would be best to settle Xiangru down before she went to Shanghai. So she readily agreed: "Then please help me arrange a time to meet with the landlord and sign the contract."

"Don't you want to go and take a look yourself?"

"You'll see when you sign the contract, won't you? I trust your judgment."

The saying goes, "If you employ someone, trust them; if you don't trust someone, don't employ them." Ye Zi found this very helpful.

Ye Zi was indeed efficient; three days later, Su Wen was sitting at the coffee table in her new home, signing the purchase contract with the landlord. Upon seeing the house, Su Wen immediately admired Ye Zi's discerning eye.

First of all, the community environment is exceptionally beautiful. An artificial river runs through the central axis of the community, and tall plane trees line the riverbanks. In this season, the trees are ablaze with golden leaves, creating a picturesque scene. There are a few townhouses along the river, and apartments are built further back. The apartment she bought is on the nineteenth floor of an elevator building, and in the evening, she can overlook half of Beijing's bustling cityscape from her balcony.

The interior design follows a fresh and clean style, with off-white tablecloths and wallpaper featuring subtle gold embroidery patterns, and a complete set of wooden British-style furniture, creating a unique ambiance.

Almost at first sight, Suwen fell in love with this house. The total price was a bit high, but considering the location and community amenities, it was definitely worth the money.

Suwen neatly signed her name at the bottom of the contract. When the owner handed her the property deed, he praised her with great gentlemanly manners: "Beautiful lady, you and this house are a perfect match."

Even a compliment can make you feel good.

After the British left, Xiao Ai stayed and helped tidy up the house. It was clear the previous owner had excellent living habits; the house was very clean and tidy, and a simple cleaning made it look brand new. The furniture was also complete, including a microwave and rice cooker; aside from some personal belongings, there was almost nothing to buy.

After she finished her work, she remembered to call Xiang Ru, tell her the address, and inform her that she could move in anytime.

When Xiang Ru received the call, she couldn't believe it. Buying a house was such a big deal, and she had never heard her daughter mention it before. Had she already bought one? Upon closer inspection, she realized that her daughter had mentioned it once, downstairs at the company. But at that time, she thought Suwen was just saying it casually, and that she would have to work hard for at least a few more years. After all, buying a house in Beijing is not something you can just do on a whim.

Xiang Ru then realized that her daughter was really making money, and wasn't just putting on a show by giving her a few thousand yuan a month.

But she didn't hold back her scolding: "Sigh, you didn't even discuss buying a house with me. Do you even know anything about these things? What if you got scammed? How much money did you spend... Ah? So much! Oh my heart..."

Suwen listened attentively as Xiangru rambled on on the phone for a long time without arguing back; she was in a good mood today. There's a saying, "moving to a new house," which perfectly describes her current mood.

The landlord left two sets of keys. She gave one to Xiang Ru, kept one for herself, and made two more copies. One set was left in the mailbox so that Xiao Ai could come over anytime, while the other set... she frowned.

Lu Zheng had been on a business trip in the United States for the past week and just returned today. She made the decision to buy the house in a very whirlwind, so she hadn't had a chance to tell Lu Zheng yet.

There was a business event that evening, which Xue Shaofeng had previously said he would introduce her to. Suwen only found out later that this event was of a very high level, attended mainly by top-tier mainland Chinese celebrities. Currently, Xue Shaofeng is the highest-paid Hong Kong male artist in mainland China, so any event he attends is of a high caliber.

So when Xue Shaofeng said he would take her there that day, Ye Zi looked at him with a strange expression. If he had initially taken care of her because she was a prospective new employee at the company, his current dedication to mentoring her easily led to speculation.

Xue Shaofeng knew Suwen didn't have a suitable evening gown, so he sent Xiao Jia early in the morning to help her get ready. Xiao Jia took her to a famous designer boutique in the city. Xiao Jia was good friends with the designer there and could lend Suwen a dress for free for one night. Celebrities usually have sponsors for their clothing and jewelry at events, as it's a form of advertising, but Suwen was clearly not at that level yet.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Zhou Xiaochuan here. He was also here to try on clothes, and as soon as he heard that Suwen was going to participate in tonight's event, he immediately wanted to pull her along.

"Take my car, it's newer." He said this to save face for Suwen, since Suwen didn't even have a nanny car.

Suwen and Xiaojia got into the car together, and Xiaojia diligently helped her style her hair in the car.

Zhou Xiaochuan noticed Xiao Jia and asked her, "Your stylist looks familiar."

She quickly explained, "This isn't my stylist, it's Brother Feng's."

Zhou Xiaochuan was even more surprised. In the entertainment circle, mutual reliance and backroom deals are often ambiguous, and there have been many such rumors in the past. This person truly has no taboos.

Because he was the king's personal stylist, Zhou Xiaochuan was much more polite to Xiao Jia.

She received another phone call in the car; it was from Lu Zheng at the airport.

As soon as Suwen picked up her phone, she turned her face away, her voice soft and sweet: "Have you gotten off the plane?"

"Yes, I want to see you." The man's deep voice was sexy and magnetic.

Suwen blushed and said in an even softer voice, "Later, I'm working now."

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No need, it's inconvenient. You just got off the plane and you're probably jet-lagged, so rest for a while."

"Alright, see you later." The man's voice was both helpless and indulgent.

Su Wen was still a little dazed after hanging up the phone. So much so that Zhou Xiaochuan stared at her for a long time without her reacting.

"Hey girl, are you dating someone?" he suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Su Wen was startled and instinctively denied it, "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhou Xiaochuan chuckled: "That's good, otherwise if your company found out, your agent would definitely give you a piece of their mind."

He was jokingly threatening her, and Suwen's face did indeed turn a little pale.

Xiao Jia stared at her thoughtfully, her heart filled with bitterness: Brother Feng, she's already taken, so your feelings are probably going to be wasted.

The evening's event was held in the banquet hall of a five-star hotel. Su Wen, wearing a custom-made ackieang gown, appeared arm in arm with Zhou Xiaochuan. Unintentionally, this also served as publicity for their recently wrapped-up drama. After entering the hall, the two went their separate ways to find acquaintances to hang out with.

Su Wen naturally followed behind Xue Shaofeng. Xue Shaofeng didn't say anything when he saw her come in with Zhou Xiaochuan. Instead, he showed an approving look: "Girl, you know who to stand with to get media attention."

Xue Shaofeng is truly loyal; he introduces her to everyone he meets: "This is my junior colleague at my company. She's very talented in both singing and acting, and has a bright future ahead of her. Please take good care of her in the future."

Suwen was not talkative, but she was poised and friendly, and no one disliked her. They all treated her like a naive little sister and would help her whenever they could.

These kinds of events are actually quite meaningless. Rich kids want to use celebrities' names, and celebrities want to leverage the influence of rich kids—it's just mutual exploitation, even though such relationships often have a certain ulterior motive. After showing her face around with Xue Shaofeng, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, her face almost frozen from smiling.

Xue Shaofeng, understanding her situation, said, "Are you tired? Let's go get something to eat over there."

This suited her perfectly. She changed her clothes at the store and rushed over; she hadn't had dinner yet.

Just as she was agonizing over the cake and soft drink, someone called out to her from behind: "Miss Nie."

She turned around and was immediately overwhelmed by a sense of oppression. Actually, she wasn't short; her heels today were at least eight inches high, yet she was still overwhelmed by the imposing presence of the northern man in front of her.

Xue Shaofeng, who was not far away, immediately came over to help her out: "This is Mr. Yan, the young master of the Yan family in the city. The jewelry on display at today's banquet was provided by Mr. Yan."

Suwen nodded; in fact, they knew each other. Before she could speak, Yanbei said, "Miss Nie and I are friends."

Now it was Xue Shaofeng's turn to look surprised.

Su Wen smiled, tacitly agreeing. Actually, calling him a friend was a bit of an overestimation of her abilities; she'd only met him once, through Lu Zheng. Her boyfriend's friend… well, he could be considered a friend too.

"Lu Zheng is back in the country today, right?" Yan Bei took the wine from the waiter and chatted casually with her.

"Yeah, I just got off the plane and we just talked on the phone. I'm probably adjusting to the time difference now."

Yan Bei took out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to her, explaining, "It has the address of my Yan Family Jewelry's store in Beijing. When you have time, ask Lu Zheng to take you shopping. If you see anything you like, just mention my name. Consider it a gift from me to my sister-in-law."

Hearing this, Su Wen was truly flattered. Holding the business card in her hand, she didn't know whether to accept it or not.

Yan Bei probably noticed that her neck was completely bare today and was afraid she would lose face among the female celebrities, hence the "meeting gift" talk. However, Su Wen really couldn't afford those expensive jewelry; her dress was borrowed, so it wouldn't make sense for her to borrow jewelry again.