My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 213 Still Care?

Xu Sanshao, who is usually calm and composed, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Miss Dong's hands, pinned them above her head, and pressed them against the car.

Miss Dong had already been drinking, and given the vast difference in strength between men and women, she had no choice but to shout.

I never expected that Young Master Xu would have such a side to him, so assertive and uncompromising.

After kissing for a while, Xu Sanshao opened the car door, carried the limp Miss Dong into the car, and drove away.

After watching this good show, I also received a call from the driver.

The driver stopped the car in front of me and, seeing that I seemed lost in thought, asked, "Sir, are you going straight back to the villa, or would you like to wait for Madam?"

I glanced back at the room upstairs; it was brightly lit, which was really not suitable for someone like me.

The people here are a mixed bag, each with their own story, but they are the kind I dislike the most.

"Let's not wait any longer, let's go back."

Song Yafei came back very late that day, and I was still half asleep.

I heard someone open the door, and then I went into the bathroom. A little while later, I heard the sound of water running inside.

I simply turned over and went back to sleep. When the familiar scent approached, I noticed it, but I didn't want to wake up.

I even felt a pair of soft, boneless hands on my waist, but that was all; nothing more.

After a sigh of relief, I fell into a deep sleep.

I woke up early the next day. When I woke up, Song Yafei was still asleep, and she still smelled strongly of alcohol.

Upon entering the bathroom, the room was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Her clothes were scattered everywhere, and when I picked them up, I could smell men's cologne on them.

My heart skipped a beat.

I don't know if she did it on purpose, but it reminds me of the past, when she always managed to pull off this trick.

They did all this to get my attention, to retaliate against my indifference towards her, and to prove my feelings for her.

Is that what she means now?

I can't guess.

But based on my understanding of her, that's roughly what I mean.

Even so, I won't be as conflicted as I used to be.

I smiled wryly as I picked up the clothes from the ground and threw them into the laundry basket.

All her clothes needed to be hand-washed. When I took out the laundry basket, I happened to run into Song Yafei. She was awake and standing at the door staring at me.

I smiled at her and said, "You're awake. Does your head hurt? I'll ask Aunt Lin to make some hangover soup."

Her gaze fell on the dirty laundry basket in my hand.

I gripped the dirty laundry basket tighter. "I was about to take these clothes to be hand-washed. What's wrong?"

She stared at me intently, her eyes fixed on me. "Can't you smell the odor on your clothes?"

I looked at her quietly without saying a word.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

Why did we suddenly decide to get to the bottom of this today when we had always chosen not to say anything?

"It's not that you don't want to ask, it's that you don't care. So even if other men appear in my life, you don't care at all, right?"

Do you care?

I do not know either.

But she asked that because she wanted me to care.

"Didn't you say that you were just putting on an act with those people, that it was all fake, and that there was nothing to care about!"

I used the same words she had once said to brush her off.

But this brought a hint of joy to Song Yafei's face, and she asked me with some uncertainty, "So, you do care?"

"What I mean is, I believe you."

I kept avoiding her questions, and Song Yafei soon realized something was wrong.

Her expression changed from joy to anger. "Not answering my question is also an answer."

She was angry, furious, but then, for some reason, she quickly regained her composure.

"It's okay, I promised to give you time."

She did say that, and I thought she would take the opportunity to get revenge on me, but I didn't expect her to start suppressing her emotions now.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't bear it in the end.

I put down the laundry basket and went over to hug her.

"Since we've already decided to be together, let's make the most of it. I don't want us to keep getting caught up in this whirlpool, going back and forth, do you understand?"

Song Yafei's body trembled slightly as she hugged my waist tightly, her hands gripping me tightly, as if trying to prove something.

Actually, I've thought about it too. I don't have much time, and as far as the transaction goes, I'm the one who benefits, so I shouldn't be too harsh on her.

She whispered in my arms, "Zhang Tian, ​​don't leave me, you're the only one in my life."

I held the person in my arms, unable to describe my emotions.

It's hard to say whether it's love or not; it's hard to say whether it's not love or not, it's hard to explain.

But ever since that day, different men have frequently appeared around Song Yafei. They often make headlines, and even if I don't want to pay attention, the media will push them directly to my phone.

However, unlike before, Song Yafei no longer explained these things to me, nor did she take any retaliatory actions as before.

I was a little confused, but I didn't ask.

She still comes back whenever she has free time, just like before.

In the end, the person who appeared with her the most was Xie Wenyao's older brother, Xie Wenyi, her childhood sweetheart with whom she grew up.

When these men appear, they are inevitably linked to the Song family and Song Yafei's project.

They had never cooperated with the Xie family before, but this time they surprisingly took the initiative to approach the Xie family.

The gossip that had finally disappeared has resurfaced due to Song Yafei's recent activities.

Sometimes I see them and that's it; I don't pay much attention to them. As long as they're not in front of me, I just turn a blind eye and don't waste my energy on them anymore.

My relationship with Song Yafei was just so-so, lukewarm at best. We slept in the same bed and ate at the same table, but we rarely talked about our innermost thoughts anymore.

That day, I had just returned from the restaurant and changed into my pajamas upstairs when Song Yafei came up.

I was about to go downstairs for dinner when she called me back.

"I'm hosting a banquet in a couple of days and would like to borrow your restaurant for a bit, what do you say?"

Of course, we should do business if there's business to be had.

"no problem."

Song Yafei was changing clothes in the dressing room, and I stood sideways at the door, hanging up my coat.

"Assistant Luo will tell you the specific requirements and precautions later. Also, try to avoid having crabs and mangoes on the table."

Crabs and mangoes—in my memory, these were things Xie Wenyi was forbidden to touch.

It's not that I deliberately wanted to know, but he's been appearing far too frequently lately.

Those busybodies investigated many things about him thoroughly, but I don't know why I remember them so clearly.

Xie Wenyi has been appearing around Song Yafei quite frequently lately, and he might even be at a banquet.

What does it mean?

Do you want to embarrass me?

They still want to test me, just like before.

She knew perfectly well that Xie Wenyi had always looked down on me, yet she still did this to humiliate me.