The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

When she got in the car, Zhou Xiaochuan took out a stack of photos from the storage compartment and handed them to her. Suwen casually flipped through them and found that they were all autographed photos of him.

"Send someone to me?"

"Didn't you say last time that your classmates really liked me and wanted my autographed photo?" he said with a smile as he started the car.

Suwen suddenly remembered. During filming, since this was the only one who was willing to get close to her, she made up a story to build a good relationship with him, saying that all her classmates were obsessed with his period drama costumes, and she didn't expect him to remember.

However, Zhou Mo genuinely liked him. Basically, there wasn't a good-looking male celebrity that Zhou Mo didn't like. Besides, Zhou Xiaochuan was from the same clan as her. Zhou Mo had even mentioned to Su Wen that she wanted Zhou Xiaochuan to play the male lead in her novel, and now it was almost a reality. Last time Su Wen questioned Ye Zi about male actors, she actually wanted to recommend Zhou Xiaochuan to Ye Zi. Firstly, he had a good reputation for period dramas, and secondly, the two had worked together before and had good chemistry. However, Zhou Xiaochuan wasn't in the same company as her, which made things a bit difficult.

In front of him, Suwen carefully put the photo into her bag and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Zhou Xiaochuan dropped her off at the entrance of the Mour without asking any questions, and let her out of the car. Actually, it's very pleasant to be friends with someone like that; it's a gentleman's friendship, as pure as water, where you don't pry into each other's deepest private matters, but you'll always lend a helping hand when needed. Just like the ancient chivalrous heroes he always portrays.

Mour has always been renowned in the industry, frequented by Beijing's princelings, second-generation tycoons, and celebrities. Stars and fashionistas appear here because the former are regulars, female celebrities mostly come with male companions, and the other half come hoping for a romantic encounter.

As soon as Nie Suwen entered the gate, she felt a tightness in her chest. In the past, she had staked out this place for several nights to secure an advertising contract, and had even gone to great lengths to seduce a young oil tycoon. Lu Zheng would never bring her to such places for social events, and now that her career was on track, she didn't want to be seen in such places.

She walked towards the bar with practiced ease, casually pulled over a waiter, and asked, "Which private room is Young Master Lu in?"

The waiters here are all highly trained; they remember every customer who has ordered a private room. Mentioning "Young Master Lu" immediately gave the waiter an answer, and hesitantly glanced at Su Wen.

She had just come out of the recording studio, removed her makeup, and casually threw on an oversized hoodie, tied her hair in a ponytail, and wore a wide-brimmed hat. She really didn't look like Lu Zheng and his group.

She thought for a moment, then took off her hat and sunglasses. The neon lights from the spotlights had just swept over her, illuminating her face. She heard the waiter seem to gasp, then quickly lower his head and say, "This way, please."

She put her hat back on and followed behind the waiter.

As you walk through the crowd, you see alluring women and drunken men. The further you go into the corridor, the more elegant and luxurious the decor becomes, and the quieter the environment.

Suwen knew they were almost there.

The waiter stopped as soon as the corridor turned a corner. The privacy of the private rooms was excellent; there was only one room at each corner.

Then, she saw Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng, and... Xiao Yuan.

They weren't in the private room; Lu Zheng was standing at the door. Under the dim light, he was still tall and outstanding. His indifferent expression always reminded Su Wen of the fog at dawn, quiet, cold, and refreshing.

Over the years, Lu Zheng's handsomeness has not diminished; on the contrary, he has shed his youthful naiveté and transformed into a composed and refined man.

So dazzling, so full of charm.

So much so that even from that distance, she saw him at a glance, but he didn't notice her.

He kept his head down, focused on talking to Xiao Yuan beside him.

Xiao Yuan, standing opposite him, immediately spotted Su Wen around the corner behind him. Her calm brows suddenly twitched, and she smiled at Su Wen.

What's the meaning……

Before she could figure it out, a pair of slender woman's hands had already reached onto Lu Zheng's back. Su Wen only heard a cry: "Third Brother—" Then, before Lu Zheng could push her away, those hands gripped his waist tightly.

That's such a quick change of expression! She burst into tears in three seconds. It's a shame Xiao Yuan didn't go to Beijing Film Academy or the Central Academy of Drama!

Xiao Yuan leaned on Lu Zheng's shoulder, smiling silently, nudged his shoulder, and raised her finger in the direction of Su Wen.

Lu Zheng was startled and stiffly turned around. Under the light, Su Wen's face was a little pale.

"Susu..."

Lu Zheng subconsciously pushed Xiao Yuan away, but Su Wen didn't wait for him to come over before suddenly turning around and walking in the opposite direction.

Even after she turned around, she could still feel two pairs of eyes clinging to her back like leeches.

She walked faster and faster, muttering to herself, "Why is Sister leaving?" She seemed quite flustered. But what was the point of staying? To continue watching Xiao Yuan's performance?

Suwen was also confused. Before coming, she had completely trusted Lu Zheng, but seeing this scene made her heart sink endlessly. She was the one who had been wronged. If anyone should be arrogant, it should be her pressing Xiao Yuan's forehead and questioning her, why did she run away?

Coward! Nie Suwen, you are a true coward!

Suwen deeply despised herself. She looked up and realized that she had unknowingly walked to another corner of the corridor, where each fork in the road led to a private room.

She stopped and turned around, only to see Lu Zheng already strode after her.

Without a second thought, she decisively pushed open the door to the private room and stumbled inside.

Upon entering, Suwen sensed something was amiss. The noise in the private room instantly ceased, and all the men and women looked up, scrutinizing her. They were probably thinking: "Didn't we just call a girl? Why is there another one? And a top-tier one at that."

Judging from their attire, Suwen knew at a glance that these people were no good. He stood at the door for a while, hesitating whether he should apologize and leave quickly, or continue to hide. Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the door behind him.

Su Wen cursed her misfortune inwardly, her mind immediately went blank, and without even thinking, she crawled under a table in the corner, crawling on all fours until her knees touched a pair of gleaming leather shoes, at which point she finally stopped.

The owner of the foot moved slightly, shifting back a little.

Suwen silently clasped his hands together in his heart: Sir, brother, boss, please be magnanimous and don't expose me.

Fortunately, it remained quiet overhead. The tablecloth beside me seemed to move slightly, and then the door to the private room was pushed open again.

"Excuse me, did a girl just come in? She was wearing a hoodie and was about this tall..."

Nie Suwen subconsciously held her breath.

The private room grew even quieter, with only her own breathing and the pounding of her heartbeat audible.

She finally understood what it meant to dig her own grave. Catching her man embracing his fiancée was bad enough, but running away in a moment of panic was even worse. The worst part was if he dragged her out from under the table right now; she'd rather die.

They've lost face big time.

"No one has come in. Are you sure you've got the right place? I don't know when the management of Mour's bags became so poor; anyone can just come in like that. If you don't want me to have someone ask you to leave, please close the door behind you when you go, sir."

The sound was very close, and the source of the sound came from the top of Suwen's head.

The owner of those leather shoes.

That cold, calm voice... and it's so... familiar?

Lu Zheng, however, was not about to give up so easily. He looked around the room suspiciously, then took out his phone, found that familiar number, and dialed it.

"I smile the moment I see you; your graceful demeanor is so wonderful. Being with you, I'll never have any worries..."

Damn, what kind of twisted sense of humor is this? Suwen felt like banging her head against the wall.

Xiao Rong bought the phone and set the ringtone. Su Wen always kept it on silent, so...

She shakily pulled her phone out of her coat pocket, intending to force it to shut down, when suddenly the tablecloth trembled and a pair of hands reached in, palms outstretched towards her.

Nie Suwen was stunned for a moment, then looked confused and somewhat silly as she placed the phone in the palm of her hand.

The other person calmly took the phone, swiped it to switch to "silent mode," and casually "answered" the call.

"Hey... um... yes, that's right... okay..."

His tone was so serious and authoritative, it sounded like the commanding voice of someone who had been in a position of power for many years, leaving no room for doubt.

Lu Zheng frowned in suspicion. He knew that Su Wen's phone didn't ring that, and his own phone was still ringing, but Su Wen hadn't answered.

The other party's phone rang at that moment; perhaps it was just a coincidence.

but--

"This gentleman's ringtone is quite unique," Lu Zheng remarked meaningfully.

He always felt like something was wrong.

The other person merely glanced at him coldly, clearly not intending to discuss the issue with him.

As for the others, they were completely suppressing their laughter, afraid of offending him. But... this ringtone is really... unique! A grown man using Teresa Teng's sweet songs as his ringtone, and it even says "I smile the moment I see you"...

Having honed his skills in the business world over the past few years, Lu Zheng had developed a keen eye for people. He sensed a coldness and domineering aura in this man's eyes and knew he was not someone to be trifled with. Unwilling to prolong the stalemate, he withdrew first.

But in his heart he was thinking: This private room is obviously full of hidden talents. If Su Su hides here, wouldn't it be like a lamb entering a tiger's den?

At the door, Xiao Yuan had already caught up and was waiting there. When she saw him come out, she pouted and said coquettishly, "Third Brother, you ran so fast, why didn't you wait for me?"

Lu Zheng glanced at her sideways and coldly reminded her, "You'd better keep your promise and resolve the matter as soon as possible regarding the content in the newspaper. I didn't break off the engagement in public because I was considering the girl's reputation and saving face for you. Don't push your luck and use this to hurt Su Su again, otherwise even if your brother pleads for you, I won't let you off the hook."