"Actually, BOSS and Manager Ye aren't what you think they are. Miss Su was introduced by the old lady—she thought you two were already divorced. And those rumors with the actresses? All self-made hype."
Zhuo Fan, holding it in for a long time, finally let out everything he wanted to say.
He felt that Ning Shiyu and Lin Shenshen had ended up like this because they never really talked things through, leading to all these misunderstandings.
But when he turned to look at Lin Shenshen, waiting for her response, she had already leaned against the window and fallen asleep.
"..." Zhuo Fan was on the verge of tears. He had finally found a chance, so why did Madam have to fall asleep now?
Lin Shenshen slept all the way to the apartment building. Zhuo Fan had to shake her for quite a while before she woke up and went home.
Stumbling inside, Lin Shenshen opened the door and discovered the lights in her place were on.
"Mubai, why are you here?" As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw Su Mubai coming out of the bedroom.
"I'm here to see my son, of course. But he's already asleep, so I sent Aunt Gui home." Coming closer, Su Mubai sniffed her. "Lin Shenshen, fuck, it's one thing to come home late, but you drank? If you stink up my son, who's supposed to deal with it?"
Su Mubai kept calling him "my son," as if Lin Shenshen's child really was his.
Feeling guilty, Lin Shenshen scratched her head. "Had a work dinner—just drank a little, that's all."
"A work dinner? Just a little? You think I'm three years old?" Su Mubai's face was dark as night.
Ning Group does tons of business dinners—you think my brother is just there to eat for free?
Ning Shiyu, known as the God of Wealth in City A, the uncrowned king of the capital—people would kill for a dinner with him. They'd rather soak themselves in a vat of wine for a shot at it. Who would dare let Lin Shenshen drink?
"Alright, I won't drink next time, I promise. Go home and get some rest, okay?"
"Hey, Lin Shenshen, you're a mom now—how about toning it down a notch?"
"Got it, got it," Lin Shenshen replied half-heartedly. Thinking about the way she'd acted earlier, she really did feel a little out of her mind.
"Go shower first. I'll get you something to eat." Su Mubai pushed Lin Shenshen toward the bedroom.
Over half an hour later, Lin Shenshen came out in her pajamas. The dining table was already set with takeout Su Mubai had ordered himself, plus fruit he'd cut with his own hands.
You can't argue with someone who's feeding you—nor can you talk back when you owe them. Lin Shenshen ended up listening to Su Mubai's nagging for a good half hour. Only when she finally lay down next to her little one's pillow did Su Mubai let up, giving her a break from his endless lecturing.
"Lin Shenshen, I'm heading back now. Call me if you need anything, alright?"
"Mm."
He turned off the lights and closed the door, then Su Mubai left Lin Shenshen's apartment.
Strictly speaking, it was Ning Shiyu's apartment. To make it easier for Lin Shenshen to get to work, Ning Qingyang had transferred the deed of this place from Ning Shiyu to her.
Listening to the door click shut, Lin Shenshen gently touched Lin Shenshen's face and managed a bitter laugh.
Ning Shiyu was probably rolling around with Ye Ke by now, right? She should finally be able to get that divorce.
Meanwhile, at Ning Shiyu's home—
"Shiyu, let me make you some sobering tea," Ye Ke said softly, carefully setting her purse on the coffee table and kneeling by Ning Shiyu's feet.
Ning Shiyu took a deep breath, tugged at his tie, his body burning with a strange heat.
This heat felt exactly the same as that night three years ago.
Seeing Ning Shiyu growing impatient, Ye Ke timidly reached out, lightly brushing his face, fingers intentionally or not grazing his jaw and Adam's apple. "Shiyu, is your stomach hurting? Do you want me to call a doctor?"
Ning Shiyu stared at Ye Ke suspiciously. Did she actually have the nerve to drug him?
"Shiyu, don't look at me like that, you're scaring me," Ye Ke said, touching his chin.