"He said he’s busy working tonight and won’t co back, and you believe him?"
"What else could he be doing?"
"n..."
...
Su Xiaong stood outside the lavishly decorated five-star hotel entrance. The revolving glass door welcod every incoming guest, and she recalled Cherry’s words...
There was still longing and hope in her eyes, yet...
Her husband did not fulfill her longing and hope.
He simply went into the hotel with a woman. Maybe they booked two rooms, maybe the woman was his relative, or a dear friend...
Perhaps nothing happened between them, maybe she was overthinking...
From start to finish, Su Xiaong did not enter the hotel, did not go to the front desk to inquire or verify anything.
She was no longer the nineteen-year-old girl who was more naive and reckless than her peers.
Now, almost twenty-three, she had surpassed the maturity and rationality expected of soone her age.
It wasn’t about her character but about her approach and attitude towards handling things.
Yin Shixiu was a public figure, even though he acted low-key and rarely appeared in the dia, with the continuous expansion of the Yin Group in recent years and its penetration into various fields, this man has attracted more and more attention.
His every move affected not only a small family but also a big family, and an entire group.
She could go into the hotel and confidently tell the people at the front desk that she was the wife of the president of the Yin Group, and she could have them find out Yin Shixiu’s room number.
At the sa ti, she’d be telling these staff that she was there to catch him cheating.
If Yin Shixiu walked into the hotel with a woman who wasn’t his wife, it wouldn’t count as news. As long as there was a trace of evidence for others to find, the public opinion would quickly explode.
Perhaps afterward, the Yin Group could have PR step in to suppress the scandal or whitewash it.
But... Yin Shixiu’s personal image would certainly be damaged. Furthermore, news would quickly spread dostically, reaching the Yin Family, the Bai Family, reaching the parents’ ears.
She wasn’t afraid of scandals, nor of any speculation the dia made based on unfounded claims.
But what she feared was that facing these scandals, these speculative news, she lacked the confidence to stand by Yin Shixiu’s side...
She hailed a taxi to go ho.
Her phone wouldn’t turn on, and the siblings were still at ho.
It was almost ti to get up.
On the road, Xiao ng was still tightly holding the thermos. Whether the soup and snacks inside were still warm was sothing she no longer had the mind to care about.
Her heart felt as though it had sunk into hell, suffering all kinds of tornts.
She still believed, stubbornly believed, that this night was just a night like any other...
She made nurous excuses for Yin Shixiu, even ones that seed forced upon hearing, just to find so comfort.
Upon returning ho, Lily was making breakfast in the dining room, and hearing the door open, she washed her hands and ca out of the kitchen,
"Madam, you’re back?"
"Mm, I’m back."
Su Xiaong smiled faintly and then shivered, "It’s really cold outside."
Seeing Su Xiaong’s face turning purple from the cold, Lily couldn’t help but ask,
"Madam, how did you get so cold?"
"Did I?"
Su Xiaong quickly rubbed her cheeks. The hat she took off felt heavy; it was snowflakes lting into drops on the wool hat, slowly seeping into the yarn.
Lily reached out to take it, but Su Xiaong discreetly held onto it, pretending nothing was wrong, and asked,
"Are Shuangshuang and Huanghuang up?"
"Not yet, once I finish breakfast, I’ll go wake them."
"Alright then, you go and wake them up. I’ll keep an eye on the kitchen—I’m carrying a lot of cold air, so I won’t go into the children’s room."
Lily paused for a mont but didn’t think much of it, "Okay."
Xiao ng took off her coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door. The sweater underneath was icy cold too, but as she stepped inside, it seed to emanate wisps of warmth.
She ignored everything else and first went into the bathroom to pour the contents of the thermos down the toilet.
At that mont, it didn’t matter if flushing it would clog the toilet.
After dealing with the items, she went into the kitchen, placed the thermos in the sink, and didn’t wash it.
Eggs were still boiling in the pot, milk was being heated in the warming drawer, and the bread was already spread with jam, only the bacon needed frying...
Xiao ng donned an apron and started working, only realizing when she picked up the tongs that her hands had been shaking the entire ti.
"Mom..."
Suddenly, a tender voice called from behind.
"Ow!"
Oil splashed out, burning the back of her hand, and it was too late to pull it back.
"Mom?"
Prince Huang was wearing a sweater, only in small autumn pants below, and had run out from the room, leaning against the kitchen door with a sleepy look...
Hearing his mom’s sharp cry, Prince Huang suddenly beca more awake and walked over.
Su Xiaong squatted down, and Prince Huang’s sight fell on her hand. He held her hand and blew on it,
"Did you burn yourself?"
He asked.
"..."
Xiao ng’s throat seed blocked.
"So careless..."
Prince Huang muttered on.
Su Xiaong cald herself, asking, "Why did you run out without dressing properly? Mommy is making breakfast."
Prince Huang reached out and hugged Su Xiaong,
"Where did Mommy go?"
"..."
"Only Daddy matters, Huanghuang doesn’t?"
"..."
Su Xiaong’s eyes welled up. After a whole night outside the hotel, thinking about every possible terrible outco and scenario, her tears seed frozen, not ant to fall.
But at this mont, her son’s simple words flooded her eyes with grievance and pain.
She dreaded her kids growing up, their words becoming more and more proficient.
Always unknowingly poking at her soft spots, she didn’t know how to deal with it...
She gently patted Prince Huang,
"How could that be? Even if Mommy doesn’t want Daddy, she’ll never not want you."
Su Xiaong hadn’t thought she would say that, but the words just ca out.
"Mom, are you cold?"
"..."
Prince Huang let go of Su Xiaong, blinking at her.
"No."
"I think you’re cold..."
Prince Huang, with a serious face, thought Mom felt really cold and slightly shivering; he stubbornly believed Mom must be cold.
"A hug will make it not cold!"
Prince Huang added and tilted his head to kiss Su Xiaong.
Su Xiaong didn’t dare to hold the little guy too tightly, yet she didn’t expect him to hug her tightly, really like a little radiator.
"Mommy also can’t not want Daddy."
"..."
These words ca from a two-and-a-half-year-old; though the enunciation was unclear, and the sentence logic was disjointed, they could fully express their thoughts.
Prince Huang just said it casually, quickly letting go of Su Xiaong,
"Mom, hurry... hungry."
"Okay. Go back to your room first, let Aunt Lily help you dress!"
"Mm!"
Prince Huang nodded and turned back to his room.
Xiao ng got up, took the boiled eggs from the water, pan-fried the bacon, and placed it on a plate. After Lily had the siblings ready, she ca in.
Seeing the thermos in the sink, she couldn’t help but smile,
"Madam, did the gentleman finish it all?"
Xiao ng quickly pointed at herself, "Do you think I would only let him eat?"
"Haha!"
Xiao ng glanced at Lily, "I worked so hard to make it, of course, I have to have a share!"
She joked, Lily putting the heated milk on the table, glanced at Su Xiaong, and chuckled lightly,
"Madam... didn’t sleep the whole night?"
"..."
Su Xiaong was startled, thinking Lily noticed sothing, completely unaware of the suggestive tone in Lily’s words.
Though young, Lily was a mature woman, feeling Su Xiaong was more of a dear younger sister than just an employer.
She gave Su Xiaong a nudge,
"Madam, he must be a quiet wolf in sheep’s clothing, right?"
Su Xiaong understood and gave an embarrassed smile.
"Madam, I’ll look after Haley and Aaron later, you should go back for a rest."
"..." (The snow outside keeps getting heavier... sigh.)
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