The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

He propped himself up on the pillow, scratched his short hair, and watched her go into the bathroom without saying a word.

When Suwen came out, he was already awake, dressed in a shirt and trousers, impeccably dressed, tying his tie in front of the mirror.

"Why are you up?" she asked, drying her wet hair with a towel.

"Hurry up and dry your hair, I'll take you to the airport." He didn't even turn his head.

Suwen laughed, threw the towel aside, knelt on the edge of the bed, and hugged his shoulder coquettishly: "Wait a minute, let me tie your tie first."

He then obediently placed his neck in her hands.

Suwen then noticed a small, purplish-red ring of teeth marks below his Adam's apple. She guessed that he had been badly treated last night and had bitten her in revenge. He didn't make a sound.

Seeing her ashamed look, he seemed quite pleased with himself and said casually, "Look how good I am, I never argue with women."

After she said that last night, he didn't leave any marks on her body, but he didn't hold back in using force in other areas.

Suwen lowered her head and carefully helped him tie his tie. As a reward, he cupped her face and kissed her nose: "You smell so good. What shower gel did you use?"

"I don't know. I saw a bottle on the cabinet with a little bit left, and I didn't want to waste it, so I poured it out and used it."

It really smells good.

He was captivated by the sweet scent emanating from her neck and didn't want to leave. He'd definitely have to check what brand that shower gel was later and switch to that brand from now on.

Suwen was dressed very formally today, wearing a black silk dress underneath a khaki trench coat, and studded ankle boots, revealing most of her long, slender, and fair legs that were dazzling to the eye.

The weather was stormy, with strong winds and heavy rain. I didn't feel it at home or in the car, but my knees were a bit cold when I went outside. So when we got home, before getting out of the car, Lu Zheng took off his coat and handed it to her, pointing to her legs: "Cover yourself up, I told you not to be so vain."

Although she was scolded, she was still secretly pleased and took his arm as they entered the elevator.

When they reached the nineteenth floor, she looked at Lu Zheng with concern: "Why don't you wait here for a while? The luggage is all packed. I just need to go in and get it."

Lu Zheng knew what she was worried about, and patted her shoulder: "I know, go ahead."

She nodded and took out her keys to open the door.

So early, she thought her mother hadn't gotten up yet, but when she opened the door, she saw a pair of shoes on the floor in the entryway.

She was somewhat prepared, but she still didn't expect her mother to sit on the sofa waiting for her to come back. Next to Xiang Ru, who had a cold face, stood Xiao Ai, who looked flustered.

She casually put down her bag: "Mom, what's going on? Xiao Ai, didn't we agree to meet at the airport? Why are you here so early?"

Xiang Ru was getting on in years and hadn't slept all night; her face was visibly tired, and even her eyes were bloodshot.

Her voice turned somber: "How can you still laugh? Xiao Ai said you attended a sponsor's banquet last night, and when it was time to pick you up, she couldn't find you, so she came to me worriedly to ask if you had returned. And you, you didn't even turn on your phone or make a call, making me worry about you all night for nothing."

She reached into her pocket, but it wasn't there. She turned her bag upside down, but still couldn't find it.

Oh no, it must have fallen out when I was arguing with that Mr. Wan last night!

It's gone, so be it; her old, outdated phone was long overdue. It's just that she's about to go to Shanghai, and won't have a chance to get a new SIM card and phone right away.

She sighed and explained to her mother about losing her phone. She also said that she had drunk too much last night and took a taxi directly to Zhou Mo's place, so she didn't suffer any losses from the sponsor. Her mother was finally relieved.

Xiao Ai was just being dutiful, and when she heard that everything was alright, she quickly urged her to pack her luggage.

Suwen breathed a sigh of relief when she returned to her room. She pulled out her suitcase, checked all her luggage, and finally took out all her documents from the drawer and put them away neatly.

At the very back of the drawer, she had stuffed a box inside. A cell phone box.

Inside lay the cell phone that Xiao Rong had given her.

The hand that was closing the drawer paused halfway: should it close, or not?

She opened the box before even making up her mind. What the heck, might as well use it!

As Xiao Ai helped Su Wen carry her luggage out of the house, she saw Lu Zheng waiting by the elevator and her eyes widened in surprise: "This...you..."

Suwen turned around and gave her a reproachful look. Only then did Xiao Ai realize what was happening and quickly greeted, "Good morning, President Lu."

Lu Zheng smiled slightly at her and said, "We're not at the company, no need to be so polite." Then he took Su Wen's luggage.

Xiao Ai was immediately bewildered.

Suwen silently chanted to her fingers: "I'll teach you to smile wickedly and flirt wildly!"

Xiao Ai followed her silently the whole way, without saying a word. Su Wen looked at her with sympathy, guessing that the girl had suffered too much and hadn't recovered yet.

Once at the airport, Xiao Ai seemed to be wound up again, returning to normal and working non-stop. She helped her check in her luggage and get her boarding pass, keeping her incredibly busy. This left her with most of the free time to be alone with Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng bought her a cup of coffee, leaned against the railing next to her, and said with a smile, "Your assistant is much more reliable than you."

Suwen glanced at her sideways and said, "On behalf of the Party and the people, I utterly despise your fickleness!"

Lu Zheng just smiled, gently scratching her nose with his warm index finger: "I feel at ease because she's taking care of you."

Her face flushed, and she stopped talking.

Over there, Xiao Ai had already checked in and returned. They hadn't gone on the same flight as the film crew; Director Wei had arrived on set a day earlier due to issues with setting up the filming location.

Lu Zheng patted her on the shoulder: "Go inside, I'll watch over you from here."

She felt a little embarrassed in front of Xiao Ai. Even though she was reluctant, she couldn't say it. She just gave a short "hmm" and left with Xiao Ai.

As she went through security, she turned around and, sure enough, saw Lu Zheng still standing there watching her. When she turned back, he nodded and smiled at her. At that moment, she felt a lump in her throat for some reason. It felt so warm to have someone waiting for her there.

Once on the plane, Xiao Ai still didn't ask her anything, but when she sat next to her reading a magazine, she would always secretly glance at her.

Suwen knew what she was thinking, but some things were perfectly clear to everyone and didn't need to be said aloud. Doing so would only disrupt the balance.

Xiao Ai was actually quite clear-headed. One was the artist she was taking care of, and the other was the company boss. There were some things she had to pretend she didn't see or know. But deep down, she was still somewhat happy. At least she had chosen the right person to follow, a promising artist, which would benefit her future development, wouldn't it?

After a short while, Xiao Ai returned to normal. The flight from the capital to Shanghai wasn't long, and Su Wen didn't plan to catch up on sleep. With nothing to do, she took out the script and flipped through it. Judging from the audition that day, Director Wei seemed to have given her initial approval in her cheongsam look; the physical resemblance was achieved, and the next step was to capture the spirit. She understood very well that Director Wei didn't want her to look like Wang Jiazhi, but rather for Wang Jiazhi herself to come alive.

Not long after takeoff, a flight attendant came over to ask if we wanted a drink. Xiao Ai ordered a coffee for her and a juice for herself. A little while later, she came over again to serve salad.

Suwen remembered something and asked Xiao Ai, "Was the plane ticket booked by the company?"

Xiao Ai took a sip of water, then suddenly choked. After a long pause, she slowly said, "Yes..."

Suwen gave her another suspicious look, and Xiao Ai finally couldn't hold back and confessed: "The company originally booked you economy class, but when Brother Feng found out, he paid out of his own pocket to change it to first class."

After saying that, she pounded her head in frustration. Brother Feng had clearly told her not to say it. On one side was a superstar, and on the other was her own artist. It was really putting her in a difficult position.

Suwen immediately saw through her thoughts and reassured her, "Don't worry, I won't go to Brother Feng to return the money, nor will I mention this matter to him."

Xiao Ai's eyes immediately lit up, and she looked at her as if she had been greatly relieved.

Su Wen thought to herself, she's only filmed one movie so far, and at best she's only a third-tier actress. How could the company possibly book her a first-class ticket, with an assistant coming along? The entire crew was supposed to be on this flight with her, and the director and lead actors would all be in first class. It would be so embarrassing for her to be alone with just a little assistant in economy class. Feng Ge really went to great lengths for her.

But how can this favor be repaid?

Seeing her shake her head and smile wryly, Xiao Ai suppressed her gossipy nature: "You and Brother Feng..." Actually, she really wanted to ask. Judging from the situation, Su Wen and the boss were really together, so what about Brother Feng? As Su Wen's assistant, she knew better than anyone which jobs Xue Shaofeng had helped her get. Asking Ye Zi was out of the question, though. Only now, when no one was around, did she dare to ask in private.

Suwen didn't really think too much about it: "I was mentored by Brother Feng, so if I do well, he'll be proud of me too. But Brother Feng really takes care of his juniors; he even thought of such small details for me. Sigh, I should treat him to a nice meal when I get to Shanghai, or maybe buy him a gift. What do you think I should get him?"

Su Wen turned to her with a serious expression and asked. Xiao Ai was sweating profusely: "I think we shouldn't send it." Sending it would only lead to more misunderstandings. Since she had no intention of sending it, she shouldn't let people have any more misconceptions…

"Really not going to send it? I feel really bad about it." Suwen was still struggling with the decision.

Xiao Ai twitched painfully. She genuinely felt sorry for Feng Ge. He was over thirty and had fallen for a girl he couldn't get close to no matter what.

After getting off the plane, Xiao Ai helped her with her luggage. Su Wen easily came out with her handbag. She was just thinking about having Xiao Ai make a call to the film crew when she saw someone waving at her from outside the exit.