Chapter 03
His eyes swept over her proud figure, with a clear implication.
Su Li’s expression stiffened. She didn’t want to back down—she couldn’t believe he would really do anything here.
She grabbed the hem of her sweater and lifted it.
Her slender white waist was revealed, and the edge of her white underwear was especially striking against the black sweater.
Suddenly, the man shoved her off him, his face full of disgust.
Su Li almost fell. Once she regained her balance, she suppressed the thrill in her heart, wearing an innocent, wronged expression on her face.
Mo Xingyuan glared at the woman pretending for effect—she was willing to go this far for money.
Now, chasing after wealth, she hadn’t considered that when he died, she would carry the reputation of having had a dead husband for the rest of her life.
He could ignore that, but marriage was not a game.
“Get out!”
Mo Xingyuan hated this kind of hypocritical woman.
Su Li felt as if she’d been granted freedom, her heart leaping with joy, though her face betrayed reluctant attachment.
“Husband…”
Mo Xingyuan’s irritation flared. “Don’t make me say it a second time!”
Su Li didn’t hesitate. She pulled down her sweater, grabbed her coat, and left.
Outside the club, she finally exhaled sharply.
Even without a coat, she didn’t feel cold—her heartbeat was still racing wildly.
The whole experience had been thrilling and dangerous, and she was grateful to have escaped unscathed.
It felt like surviving a near-death experience, and the next day Su Li invited Lu Jing out for a big meal.
“You’re really brave,” Lu Jing couldn’t help but admire her.
Su Li hooked her arm through Lu Jing’s. “Fortune favors the bold.”
Lu Jing shook her head in respect.
“Aren’t you afraid he’d actually…”
“Look at his face, body, family background—it’s easy to be charmed,” Su Li said casually.
“Huh?” Lu Jing frowned.
“Actually, having his child wouldn’t be bad,” Su Li added. “Our child would be absolutely beautiful.”
Lu Jing was speechless.
Su Li grinned. Lu Jing warned her not to go too far—if he brought up divorce again, just let him.
Being tormented in marriage is considered domestic violence. Domestic violence is a marital conflict, and the abuser isn’t always heavily punished.
“Got it,” Su Li agreed, knowing Lu Jing meant well.
After the meal, Lu Jing was much calmer.
The two of them laughed and chatted as they walked through the mall, when suddenly Su Li stopped.
Lu Jing frowned. “Scumbag!”
Su Li didn’t want to see He Shuming—not out of feelings, but out of sheer physiological disgust.
“Let’s go.” Su Li pulled Lu Jing to the other side.
Lu Jing frowned. “Afraid? I haven’t dealt with him yet.” She shook off Su Li’s hand, rolled up her sleeves, ready to take action.
Su Li grabbed her. “Not afraid—just don’t want to touch filth.”
Lu Jing spat. “Yeah, disgusting piece of trash.”
They turned and walked away.
“Su Li.” He Shuming chased after them, blocking their path.
Lu Jing positioned herself protectively, ready to confront him head-on.
Su Li pulled Lu Jing close and faced He Shuming. “What do you want?”
“You’re disturbing my peace. What do you think I want?” He was furious, embarrassed—he couldn’t swallow the humiliation without teaching her a lesson.
Then He Shuming reached for Su Li.
She dodged swiftly; he didn’t even touch her.
Annoyed, he grabbed more roughly for her wrist.
Su Li swung back, slapping him across the face.
The smack was crisp and loud, jarring her hand with pain.
He Shuming turned in shock, glaring at Su Li. “Su Li! How dare you hit me!”
“You should be glad there’s no knife in my hand,” Su Li said, eyes full of hatred. “And if you harass me again, I’ll come to your house.”
Su Li always became stronger when confronted by strength—if someone provoked her, she could play recklessly.
He Shuming and Su Li had barely met in person; most contact was via phone or WeChat.
Every time, Su Li had been gentle and caring—he thought she was just a pretty, obedient girl.
He hadn’t expected her to have such a fiery temper.
This woman needed to be tamed.
More and more onlookers gathered. Lu Jing pulled Su Li away. At times like this, most of the commentary came from women.
He Shuming rubbed his slapped face and yelled after Su Li’s retreating back, “I want to see just how tough you are!”
Not far away, Mo Xingyuan had witnessed the entire scene.
Including Su Li slapping that man.
