Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 202: After Kicking Out the Jerk, the Aloof Buddhist Devotee Dotes on His Wife 2
It was at this moment that Su Zhiruan even felt like this man could see through people’s hearts. She and her mother sat on the sofa, "Good afternoon, Mr. Zhou."
Su Zhiruan’s father breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the Su Family was also significant in Jinghua, they were nothing compared to the Zhou Family.
The Zhou Family was a century-old household, and the Mr. Zhou present was indeed the real Crown Prince of Jinghua. In their circles, even knowing him would guarantee a high status.
"Miss Su seems in a hurry, it looks like there are matters to discuss with the two of you, so I’ll take my leave for today." Mr. Zhou picked up his document bag from the table, casually handed it to his secretary, and said, "Farewell, until we meet again."
"Of course, Mr. Zhou, I hope we can collaborate again in the future. I’m exceedingly grateful," Su Zhiruan’s father said, standing up immediately to escort the guest out.
Su Zhiruan’s mother followed him out as well.
After they had sent off their guest, Su Zhiruan, seeing her parents collapse onto the sofa, asked curiously, "Who’s Mr. Zhou?"
Su Zhiruan’s father sighed deeply, "He’s the true Crown Prince of Jinghua, Zhou Mingyu. His power is immense, beyond the reach of ordinary people. We’re fortunate to have established cooperation with the Crown Prince."
The money and power in Zhou Mingyu’s hands were beyond what ordinary people could imagine. Even a small fraction slipping through his fingers would be enough for an ordinary person to live without worries, lavishly, for a lifetime.
It was only because of a slight connection that the Su Family was able to personally invite this Crown Prince.
"Ruanruan, if you ever see him, don’t ever cross him. Even we can’t afford to offend him," Su Zhiruan’s mother shook her, then, as if remembering something, asked worriedly, "By the way, Ruanruan, why did you come back today?"
"Jiang Beiyu cheated."
When she uttered these words, both her father and mother were furious.
"What?!" Her father exploded, "How could he dare?"
Her mother also looked very angry, "Ruanruan, what are you going to do? We could call off the engagement, then strip him of his position in the company."
Su Zhiruan waved her hand. The moment she had decided to seek out her parents, she already had a strategy for revenge in mind. The original host and her family were so kind, yet they met such a terrible end. Merely calling off the engagement and firing him from the company seemed too easy on the scumbag!
"Mom and Dad, this time I want to handle it myself," Su Zhiruan said calmly as she sat down, "I want him to entirely pay back everything." And the mistress who framed the original host in the plotline.
Scumbag men and cheap women, she wouldn’t let any of them off.
Su Zhiruan’s parents were somewhat unsure, but seeing her calm gaze, they instinctively trusted her.
"Mom and Dad, do me a favor." She leaned over, shaking their arms, and whispered a bunch of things. The looks in her parents’ eyes gradually became reassured.
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When Su Zhiruan returned to the house she shared with Jiang Beiyu, she discovered he had already prepared a full table of dishes.
Seeing her return, Jiang Beiyu instantly wiped his hands on his apron and hurried over, wanting to give her a hug, "Ruanruan, you’re back?"
Su Zhiruan instinctively dodged his embrace, pretending to change her shoes, "How come you’re back so early?"
Jiang Beiyu’s eyes flickered briefly, then replaced by the familiar smile he often used, "Ruanruan, what are you talking about? I came back early just to cook for you. You suddenly disappeared from the bar earlier and I searched for you for a long time without success. I got so anxious but then thought you might have come back here first, so I bought some groceries to cook for you. Try them, they’re freshly made."
Su Zhiruan looked at the dishes, four dishes and a soup.
He was indeed thoughtful, having ordered takeout that was the original owner’s favorite. If she wasn’t wrong, after his exercise with that mistress at the bar, he must have taken her back to his rented place for another round.
"Who was that girl at the bar?" After changing into slippers, Su Zhiruan sat down at the dining table. She wasn’t planning to confront him right away but to see how he would spin his story.
As expected, a flicker of panic emerged deep within Jiang Beiyu’s eyes. It wasn’t guilt, much less remorse, but the panic of worrying about being discovered.
"Wife, you know, you are the woman I love the most in this whole world!" Jiang Beiyu burst into tears, already playing his part, "Our sweet dates before, it was all because of that cheap woman. She kept trying to seduce your husband, but as you know, I took action for your sake and caused her to be shelved by the company. All that I did was for you!"
Su Zhiruan watched him, her eyes too pure. As soon as Jiang Beiyu began to speak, he continued spinning lies.
"Wife, she’s just a spiritual little sister, someone who used to do that kind of business on the streets. Ignoring you, my flower-like, precious Ruanruan, would I ever fancy that kind of goods?" Jiang Beiyu began to belittle her, "She came to the bar to find me, just to plead for me not to shelve her. But I knew you would get jealous, you little jealous pot. I know my wife better than anyone and didn’t agree, and she ended up crying and running away."
Su Zhiruan nodded, and when she raised her head, her face was full of obedient smiles. Pretending to be naively sweet, she said, "So that’s how it is! Brother Beiyu, I really misunderstood you before. It turns out you were doing it all for my sake."
Jiang Beiyu let out a sigh of relief, totally missing Su Zhiruan’s casual press of the end button for the recording on her phone under the table. He smiled contentedly, "Ruanruan, I really love you so much. See, only you trust me completely."
"That cheap woman, I wouldn’t give her a second glance," he declared confidently.
Su Zhiruan stopped the recording again, her laughter full of joy.
This time it was from the heart.
By evening, Jiang Beiyu’s voice was hoarse, and his gaze upon her grew darker, "Ruanruan, can we today?"
"Brother Beiyu, today, I have my period," Su Zhiruan had already prepared her excuse, and Jiang Beiyu immediately believed it.
Although the original owner had a love-struck brain, in this regard, she was still influenced by the Su family and would not engage in premarital sex. Jiang Beiyu wanted to possess her to further gain access to her family’s wealth, even considering drugging her food, but the original owner was firm on this point and agreeing to live with him was already a significant concession.
Although Jiang Beiyu felt it was a pity, he had drunk quite a lot that day, and after already being with the woman he referred to as cheap, he lacked the energy.
He felt a bit regretful but said goodnight to her and then returned to the other room to sleep.
Su Zhiruan hadn’t fallen asleep; she knew that Bai Yueyou wanted to snatch Jiang Beiyu away and wouldn’t even allow them to live under the same roof.
If her guess was correct, Bai Yueyou would take action tonight.
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Sure enough, at two o’clock in the morning—