Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Just imagine, with Su Qing's personality, it's impossible that she wouldn't pay attention to Zhou Yuwen.

As Su Qing wrapped her arms around Zhou Yuwen's arm, she spoke only for herself, "I've had this feeling, that there's something strange about your relationship with Lu Lin. And sure enough, after seeing you two this afternoon, hmph, Zhou Yuwen, you're quite something! Claiming to be wholeheartedly devoted to Zheng Yanyan, yet you should know, Lu Lin is Zheng Yanyan's best sister!"

Seeing that Su Qing knew, Zhou Yuwen didn't pretend anymore and asked, "Did Shen Yu see it?"

"How could she have seen it? Even if she did, I would've helped you cover it up," said Su Qing, pouting.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuwen began to see Su Qing in a new light.

Leaning against the back of the elevator, he lifted Su Qing's chin with a smile, "Indeed, the legal wife is the one who treats me best."

"Don't start with that. You realize how good I am now?" Su Qing swatted Zhou Yuwen's hand away, huffing angrily.

Zhou Yuwen was more casual only in front of Su Qing. He smiled and pinched her cute face again, "I've always known how good you are."

"Are you worried about the surveillance now? Mmm!"

Before she could finish, Su Qing kissed Zhou Yuwen forcefully.

At first, Su Qing resisted, but, helpless against Zhou Yuwen's increasingly skillful kisses, she went from reluctant to slowly closing her eyes and cooperating with Zhou Yuwen, even beginning to make sounds.

After the kiss, Zhou Yuwen wiped his mouth.

Meanwhile, Su Qing's cheeks were already flushed, and her face bore a shy smile. She huffed and stole a glance at Zhou Yuwen, "Don't think you can bribe me with that, this secret of yours, I'll hold onto it for a lifetime."

Zhou Yuwen said, "What's so tasty about that? Could it be that you hope I'll be entangled with Yanyan forever?"

Su Qing's eyes lit up and she asked, "So you're going to break up with Yanyan?"

"Not to that extent, but it's possible we could get married."

"You!" Su Qing was furious yet soon laughed, saying, "You're lying to me again! You would never marry Zheng Yanyan. After all you've done with Lu Lin, how could you marry Yanyan? If Zheng Yanyan found out about you two, she would probably die from anger."

From Su Qing's perspective, knowing that Zhou Yuwen had a relationship with Lu Lin didn't upset her; it suggested that Zhou Yuwen wasn't truly devoted to Zheng Yanyan.

If Zhou Yuwen was genuinely wholehearted toward Zheng Yanyan, that would be truly scary.

But now, apart from Zheng Yanyan, Zhou Yuwen's relationship with Lu Lin was unclear.

What did she have to fear then?

After all, all the other women were just passing by.

She's the lawful wife, after all.

The more women there are, the more diluted Zhou Yuwen's love for Zheng Yanyan becomes.

But it doesn't dilute Zhou Yuwen's love for her since they are husband and wife, a family.

They had already reached the ground floor in the elevator, and Su Qing was ready to nod off, but then Zhou Yuwen pulled her back and pressed for the eighth floor again.

Zhou Yuwen didn't admit to the relationship with Lu Lin.

He said that holding hands this afternoon happened because Zheng Yanyan said that Lu Lin's boyfriend wasn't there, so he had to pretend a bit.

"I'm not that despicable," he argued.

Looking at Zhou Yuwen's serious expression, Su Qing remarked, yes, yes, yes, as if she would believe him if she didn't know him better.

Zhou Yuwen gave a look of exasperation and gazed at Su Qing earnestly, "Am I really not worthy of your trust?"

"I," Su Qing hesitated again, caught in Zhou Yuwen's gaze.

Could it be that she had misunderstood?

Zhou Yuwen said, how could he possibly have anything with Lu Lin?

Even if there was something.

"Why wouldn't I go for you instead of Lu Lin?"

Somehow, that seemed logical.

Sure enough, Su Qing started to feel perplexed.

Watching his ex-wife's confused expression, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but laugh, thinking she was still so innocently sweet.

And when Su Qing saw Zhou Yuwen sneaking a laugh again, she realized something: "Right, you're deceiving me!"

Zhou Yuwen neither admitted nor denied it, just let Su Qing guess.

He even said, "If you don't believe me, just go and ask Zheng Yanyan directly. My holding hands with Lu Lin had her approval."

"Cut it out, you're always deceiving me!"

Even after leaving the elevator, they couldn't help but discuss the matter.

Not until they reached the small tea bar of the hotel, where they found many classmates gathered playing the Werewolf Killing game, Zhou Yuwen gestured to stop talking about the matter.

Su Qing pursed her lips and said nothing.

They were playing the nine-player Werewolf Killing game.

The so-called Werewolf Killing, though it appears to require brainstorming, is actually a game of probability.

Especially in such an ordinary scenario, with some players being beginners who had hardly played before, sometimes watching them play Werewolf Killing was just for fun, taking half an hour to review a single game.

Like right now, Li Qiang had argued himself hoarse.

Liu Yue blindly trusted Chang Hao.

She not only gave him the antidote but also led the charge in claiming Li Qiang was a fake seer.

Li Qiang was utterly dumbfounded and, after the game, directly lashed out at Liu Yue, accusing, if you're going to play then play, if not, then quit, how can you play the game and still side with your boyfriend!

Liu Yue had her reasons.

Liu Yue retorted, saying as the seer, how could you be so indifferent like a werewolf, how could I trust you?

"Hah! And Chang Hao sounds like a seer when he speaks?" Li Qiang scoffed.

Liu Yue wanted to argue more.

Li Qiang responded, "Give me a break, you just like Chang Hao! You're seeing things through colored glasses; this is no way to play the game. I'm out, Zhou, you replace me!"

Li Qiang seemed genuinely angry and quit playing.

Chang Hao didn't appreciate Liu Yue's style of playing either; her obvious bias towards him was a bit too much.

He had already said he didn't like her,

Yet she persisted in pressing him,

Sometimes even sending him messages.