His kiss with his wife was far from sweet. There was the faint taste of blood. This was because Xiao was biting down on his lips.
"Ugh."
Jun Shang immediately took his lips off of hers. The sharp pain coming from such tender lips left an intense impression on him.
Slap!
His wife slapped his cheek.
"Jun Shang."
His wife warmed him sharply.
"What do you think you're doing?"
She asked as she roughly shook off his hand and stepped back.
In the freezing silence, the raindrops hitting the windowpane seemed even louder. Jun Shang didn't move. He continued to stand there as he stared at his wife.
Something had pierced him from the inside and came out. Jun Shang felt as if he finally had an inkling of what this entity moving underneath his hard shell was.
His wife quickly brought her expression under control. She then spoke to him in a graceful, calm voice that never failed to impress him.
"I'll say this again. This has already been decided, so it doesn't matter what story you spin. Our own decisions don't matter in this situation. Please get yourself together by tomorrow."
She straightened her clothes and left his study with a straight face. Jun Shang looked at the closed door for a moment. Her words were one-hundred percent correct. This was already something that had been decided between their two families. Even if they resisted, nothing would change. However...
"What if I don't want to?"
His voice lingered in the room before disappearing with the rain.
What was going on with him?
Xiao was walking along the corridor before she stopped.
She was filled with rage. She wanted to grab something and throw it across the room. However, she couldn't do that. Her graceful, calm mask of an upper-class lady had cracked...
The sky shook with a rumble of thunder. The square window across the room reflected the yellow lights of the room. The raindrops were trickling down like a swarm of bugs. Xiao glanced up at the ceiling. A cleverly hidden camera was watching her. Countless cameras were watching Xiao's every move in this place she called 'home'.
She exited the corridor, leaving behind the crisp sound of her heels against the floor. Her calm, cold expression had returned. She had become so used to living her life while being watched that it had sunk into her bones. She walked with her usual stride and speed as she returned to her wing of the house.
'Wing' was an appropriate term for this situation. Including the basement, this house had five floors.
The lower floor was the garage. The first floor contained the reception rooms for guests. The second floor had the dining room and the study. The third floor was the small pool and private gym. The fourth floor was where the couples had their own private rooms for their personal use. The eastern wing belonged to Jun Shang, and the western wing was Xiao's. It contained her sitting room, her studio, and her bedroom.
The house was so large that it was possible for them not to meet at all if they really wanted to. However, her wing also had cameras. She wasn't sure if it was for security or for surveillance, but since someone was always watching her, she was never able to relax.
Xiao entered the western sitting room and let out a soft sigh. However, when she saw the woman waiting for her inside, her face instantly hardened. It was Secretary Rong Ming. No, that wasn't quite right. More accurately, Secretary Rong Ming was her husband's mistress.
"Did you have a good talk with the director?"
Ah, did she wait here all this time to hear this? How nice of her... Did she want to hear the news of their divorce before it was announced to everyone else? Oh dear, what should I do? Your lover doesn't seem to want to divorce his wife...
Xiao sat down wordlessly and poured a cup of tea.
Whether her husband had a lover or not, whether the situation turned to shit because the said lover lived in their house with them or not, it was none of her business.
Either way, their marriage was merely a contract. If one looked at it from a different angle, it was all a conspiracy that started on lies. More importantly, Yun Xiao planned on getting divorced from Jun Shang no matter what.
The temperature of the tea was fine, but it tasted bitter. This was because the tea leaves had soaked in the water for too long. Secretary Rong Ming continued to hesitate as she stood next to Xiao.
"But do you think our relationship should be shaken because of something like that?"
Xiao recalled her husband's face as he said those words. The tea water in her cup trembled in her hand. She put so much force into her fingers that she almost broke the expensive teacup that came from England.
"I don't plan on breaking up with you."
Xiao felt as if all the blood in her body had gone cold.
What is going through your mind, Jun Shang?
She felt sorry for Secretary Rong Ming, but Xiao had nothing to say to her. If things had gone according to plan and she had received a notification of divorce from her husband just now, she would have had Secretary Rong Ming help her gather her belongings to pack tomorrow or arrange a different place for her to stay. She needed to give her an order, but...
What can I do? Your lover said he didn't want to break up with me. Can't you go to him in my stead and ask him for a reason why?
She swallowed back these words with another sip of her bitter tea.