Chapter 207: Chapter 207: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddha Dotes on His Wife 7 Chapter 207: Chapter 207: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddha Dotes on His Wife 7 By the ti Su Zhiruan returned to the banquet hall, Jiang Beiyu had already left without anyone noticing.
She didn’t mind much, whisking her skirt along as a waiter led the way and the Su Family driver ca to pick her up. Su Zhiruan quickly got into the car.
The Jian Family’s auction and banquet were split into two events. Su Zhiruan attended the banquet today. She had received a catalog for the charity auction earlier, glanced at it, and found nothing she liked, so she did not go.
As night fell, the lights began to illuminate.
In a place like Jinghua City, there were always many people around, no matter the ti.
When she reached her apartnt and unlocked the door, she noticed a warm yellow light emanating from Jiang Beiyu’s room upstairs.
The mont she pushed open the door, it seed there were sounds of rustling clothes coming from Jiang Beiyu’s room, but those sounds quickly disappeared. They were soon followed by frantic footsteps.
Su Zhiruan smiled. She set her high heels aside, slipped into comfortable slippers, hung up her handbag, and then lifted her head, “Brother Beiyu, I’m back. Why didn’t you co to greet ? Well, I’m coming up then!”
The mont she spoke, the door to the upstairs room burst open. Jiang Beiyu walked out, his obvious panic evident from his deanor, even the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. He gave a sheepish smile as he walked downstairs, “Ruanruan, why did you co back so early? I saw you chatting with the girls earlier. Suddenly, there was so urgent business at the company, so I had to leave first. Since you’re back, let make you so hangover soup.”
“Thank you, Brother Beiyu,” Su Zhiruan said nonchalantly as she unlocked her phone, texting calmly, and shooting Jiang Beiyu a look, “I couldn’t find you earlier, I worried sothing had happened at ho. It’s good to see everything is fine now.”
“Of course, everything’s fine, everything’s fine. Ruanruan, sit in the living room for a bit. I’ll be ready soon.” Jiang Beiyu hurriedly donned an apron and went to the kitchen to prepare the hangover soup.
Su Zhiruan sat on the couch, the text that she had typed out an hour ago was now sent to a man she had added earlier.
[Mr. Zhou, so juicy gossip!]
[My fiancé ca ho early only to hide his mistress. He brought her back here]
After sending it, she waited half a minute. Seeing no response from the other side, she didn’t mind much and put down her phone.
The idea to add Zhou Mingyu’s contact was rely on a whim. Sharing this gossip was an opportunity to elevate her good graces in front of him—she didn’t have high hopes.
Su Zhiruan stood up, strolling leisurely to the staircase, causing Jiang Beiyu to frequently look back at her, worried she might storm into his room upstairs in a fit of rage.
“Brother Beiyu seems quite nervous,” Su Zhiruan said sweetly with a smile as she walked towards him. “I’m not so fearso beast, and I’m still your fiancée. Are you afraid of ?”
“…Of course not afraid of you, Ruanruan. I’m just really nervous. I want to watch over you every mont,” Jiang Beiyu forced a smile, scooped out a bowl of hangover soup from the pot, “Drink this quickly, then get so sleep early.”
Su Zhiruan downed the soup and placed the empty bowl back on the table.
Jiang Beiyu, eyeing her family’s wealth, would not make a move at this point, so she felt secure about her food.
“By the way, when I was arranging next quarter’s haute couture show with Miss Mo and the others, I suddenly rembered it’s been a while since I bought any nice clothes for you. So, I included your clothes in the appointnt too. Co try them out with .” Su Zhiruan casually ntioned as she walked towards the stairs, with a very anxious Jiang Beiyu trying to get ahead of her to block her path.
“We’re at the door already. Brother Beiyu, why not let check what clothes are in the closet? That way, I can pick so new ones according to your taste.” Su Zhiruan’s hand was already on the doorknob, and at this mont, Jiang Beiyu’s heart was in his throat.
“Ruanruan—” he suddenly exclaid.
Su Zhiruan, observing all his actions, clearly knew how poorly Jiang Beiyu was hiding his anxiety.
She smiled, not quite aning it, and let go of the handle, raising her voice intentionally, “Look at you, why are you so nervous? I was just kidding. Don’t be scared.”
“I knew Ruanruan was just joking,” Jiang Beiyu felt sweat pouring out of his palms, almost dripping, as he frowned reluctantly, “Alright Ruanruan, it’s getting late. For our future, I need to go to sleep early so I can be on ti for work tomorrow and gain Mr. Su’s approval.”
“Go ahead.” Su Zhiruan teased him and then returned to her room.
Jiang Beiyu thought she was still the naive girl in love she used to be, but actually, she had taken advantage of the afternoon banquet to have the Su family’s butler install hidden caras. Now, she had complete control over everything happening in Jiang Beiyu’s room.
Before opening the surveillance, Su Zhiruan opened her chat with Zhou Mingyu, which, besides the ssage of friend verification, only contained the gossip she sent to Zhou Mingyu.
The other party did not respond, and Su Zhiruan lightly tapped on his profile picture.
Zhou Mingyu’s profile picture was a grey blur, and she realized after clicking on it to enlarge that it was the default profile picture set at registration. His WeChat na was also simple—Zhou.
His Monts was a blank slate, nothing at all.
Su Zhiruan exited, turned off WeChat, and opened the connected hidden caras to see the full view of Jiang Beiyu’s room at that mont.
Bai Yueyou lay naked, covered only by a thin blanket, and the floor was littered with clothes in disarray. She cried pitifully, causing Jiang Beiyu severe distress, compelling him to hold her tightly in his arms to comfort her.
This comfort led to more, and soon, both were back on the bed again.
She saved all this content, and also made a separate copy on her computer.
After washing up, she lay in bed, ready to sleep.
*
anwhile, in Jinghua City Center.
Zhou Mingyu pinched the bridge of his nose, having processed all the docunts, then stood to wash up himself.
As he washed, he looked at his reflection in the mirror and suddenly rembered what happened in the elevator today.
Su Zhiruan.
He repeated her na in his mind.
Her fiancé had found a mistress who was now pregnant, but she had always seed detached, even saying today that she’d share the gossip with him willingly.
Zhou Mingyu normally didn’t add people, especially not strangers he just happened to et, but her presence was truly striking, so he added her under a new, secondary account to see what kind of intriguing gossip she would bring.
After washing up, Zhou Mingyu switched to his secondary WeChat account. As soon as he opened it, he saw her cute profile picture next to a red circle with a 2 in it.
She had sent two new ssages.
[Mr. Zhou, gossip!]
[My fiancé ca ho early just to hide his affair; he brought the mistress ho]
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