Chapter Thirty-Eight: Leaving Behind the Leaping Fish to Chase the Bathing Fish
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Pushing open the door to the SVIP room of the Golden Leopard. Inside, the mingled scent of high-end perfumes stung the nasal membranes with a sharp, sour discomfort. The socialites, draped in gold and silver, screamed and twisted to the pounding dance music.
To the left was the lounge area.
Fu Shiyong, who had come with Yu Yue, was surrounded by several flamboyant daughters of wealthy families. The man sat upright on the sofa. His long, straight legs in tailored trousers were casually crossed, exuding an aura both ascetic and alluring.
Whenever a woman tried to approach him with flirtation, he would immediately take Yu Yue’s hand, kiss it lightly, and quietly say, “I belong to a rare flower and do not want to cause her any misunderstanding.”
His words left the socialites stunned, covering their mouths in shock and admiration.
“Miss Yu, what kind of divine love is this between you and Mr. Fu? Such a lofty figure guarding his purity just for you alone?”
“Exactly, don’t forget, our Miss Yu spares no effort, even severing ties with her family, just to stay by Mr. Fu’s side.”
“Therefore, a wife who has shared hardships should not be abandoned, unlike some who despise poverty and love wealth, missing the chance to become a wealthy wife.”
The women chattered among themselves.
When it came to Yu Zao, their tone immediately filled with disdain and contempt.
“Heh, now disgraced and infamous forever, isn’t this just karma? Serves her right!”
“Enough, each of you hold your tongue. My sister loved Shiyong too, otherwise why would she inject herself with anesthetics and fake illness?”
Yu Yue leaned against Fu Shiyong’s chest, feigning understanding. But the words “fake illness” easily darkened the man’s handsome face as if it could drip black water.
“Love? Miss Yu, you are simply too kind and naive.”
“That venomous woman would harm herself just to climb the social ladder. How dark her heart must be, it’s obvious!”
Eager to please their future mistress, the socialites mocked with biting sarcasm.
Tired of the drama, Yu Zao was about to turn and leave with Luya, making a casual excuse. But she found the little girl had vanished without a trace.
She decided to send a message that she would leave first. Yet, before she could even step out of the room, a strong hand grabbed her arm.
With little strength to resist, she was almost dragged stumbling to the seating area where Fu Shiyong and Yu Yue sat.
Her knee slammed against the hard table, muscles convulsed uncontrollably under the sharp pain, making her hop awkwardly in place, both ridiculous and pitiable.
Yu Yue was momentarily stunned, then propped her chin on the man’s broad shoulder, giggling, “Shiyong, see? I told you, sister loves you so much she always tries to please you. Look, she even offered a dance.”
“Dirty, don’t look, careful not to stain you.”
Fu Shiyong raised a hand, gently covering Yu Yue’s eyes. His pinky finger would occasionally trace the tender, soft skin there—a habit Yu Zao had forced upon him.
Because, “Husband, I see those couples who love each other forever have secret signals. How about, whenever you want to say you love me, you just scratch my cheek with your pinky, okay?”
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So, you are showering Yu Yue with love a thousandfold in your own way?
What about me?
Am I just worthless trash? Or the life’s shame you, Fu Shiyong, try every means to erase?
My heart still aches.
But the bitterness, the uncontrollable jealousy and envy, no longer erupt with the same violent collapse as before.
Her face remained calm as she limped to her feet and turned to leave.
Fu Shiyong, seated on the leather sofa, was overwhelmed by this indifferent silence.
Seeing her about to disappear, his body acted before his mind, wanting to abandon Yu Yue and chase after Yu Zao in front of everyone.
“Sister!”
Yu Yue reacted faster.
With just a glance, several sycophantic socialites blocked the door.
“Sister, your custom V-brand gown must cost at least three million, right?”
“But a poor wretch who can’t even afford a full meal—I’m really curious, how did you earn these three million?”
“And today is the gathering of Beijing’s elite socialites. How did you manage to worm your way in?”
As she spoke, she intertwined her fingers with Fu Shiyong’s, staking her claim.
The man’s dark eyes were sharp and distrustful, like knives piercing Yu Zao’s fragile heart.
“Oh, I get it. Sister must be a high-class escort again? Lying in bed, legs apart, easily raking in three million?”
The room instantly fell silent.
Then, a deafening burst of laughter erupted, filled with the most venomous mockery and disdain, overwhelming all.
Worse yet, a rich second-generation playboy who had come with Yu Yue grabbed a handful of her long hair and mercilessly kicked her calf.
Thud! Her legs convulsed instantly, and she collapsed to her knees.
The noble spectators pulled out their phones.
Some took pictures, others broadcast live.
The playboy sneered lasciviously, forcing Yu Zao’s face down.
“Slut, you’ve been having fun with me here; I’ll give you my sister’s unwanted secondhand Hermes bag. How about that?”
The live-streaming socialites chirped, “Everyone, look! This is the infamous venomous ex-wife who’s currently servicing my brother for a secondhand Hermes bag, hahaha…”
Blinding flashes filled every corner.
Yu Zao struggled with all her might.
Her still-recovering body was pinned to the ground by three or four unruly hands.
Against the backlight stood the figure she had once loved and depended on without limit.
He remained tall and imposing, like the safest harbor among countless others.
Crack!!!
The sound of expensive fabric tearing stirred excitement and whistles from the men.
“Shiyong! Sister is playing rough, I’m a little scared.”
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His delicate, pure fiancée nestled like a frightened white rabbit into the rigid embrace of Fu Shiyong.
Yu Zao clutched her chest tightly.
Her scalp was torn and bleeding from the rich heir’s pulling.
To make her cooperate, someone held her chin, slapping her ears repeatedly.
“Fu… Shiyong…”
She writhed on the floor, trying to crawl over, desperate to grasp the man who had promised time and again to protect her for life.
In the haze of memory, she saw the anxious young man before the Moon Elder Tree.
Kneeling every three steps, bowing every nine, he carefully tied a red string on a wooden plaque engraved with “Fu Shiyong” and “Yu Zao.”
Then, devoutly, he knelt, his head pounding against the ground.
“Moon Elder, I swear before you.”
“This lifetime, the next, and all lives thereafter, I, Fu Shiyong, will love only Yu Zao and protect only her.”
“If I break this oath, may I be struck by thunder, die a miserable death, and live alone forever!”
The girl standing behind tried to hold back laughter, thinking her newlywed husband was childish.
But the boy had unearthed a bleeding true heart.
The SVIP room door opened.
Before leaving, Fu Shiyong tossed a box of small umbrellas on the table.
“Too dirty, be careful of disease.”
After stepping out, he tenderly patted Yu Yue’s back, who was both smug and arrogant out of sight.
He softly coaxed, “Don’t be afraid, I’m here. Yu Zao is lowly, promiscuous, and greedy, but my treasure is so pure and kind. Stay away from her from now on, okay?”
“Mm-hmm, Shiyong, I’ll listen to everything you say.”
The couple clung to each other, hand in hand, entering the elevator.
The moment the room door closed—
Boom—
Something inside Yu Zao’s mind shattered completely.
That youth, that clingy little wife who once glued herself to her husband—
When Fu Shiyong left with Yu Yue, she died.
Died utterly, leaving not a trace.
Buzz.
Several messages flooded in.
— [Sister, the little umbrella was personally tested by Shiyong and me; it’s really good quality.]
— [Also, I’m a little curious.]
— [That man you love so much spoils me like crazy. Sister, are you jealous, envious, or hating me to death?]
— [Tsk tsk tsk, how could you be such a useless piece of trash?]
— [Family members can’t compete with me; men can’t compete with me. Aww! You look so pitiful~]
In the underground garage.
Fu Shiyong sent Yu Yue into the car but didn’t get in himself.