Song Yunsheng was ushered into the house by a surrounding crowd, and someone immediately offered her a seat.
She gave a faint nod to the group as a greeting. The director cooperated by playing the supportive host, welcoming her and teasingly remarking, “President Song has traveled a thousand miles just to show off some affection, I see.”
Song Yunsheng did not deny it; instead, she responded with a smile, “After all, Sanyu has been in your care all these days, so I owe you my thanks.”
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted into a flurry of hushed discussions.
After all, Sang Yu had retired immediately after getting married. Even though everyone knew she and Song Yunsheng were a couple, Song Yunsheng had rarely flaunted their marital relationship so openly in public before.
There were many reporters and paparazzi at the wrap party; they were likely hoping to use this opportunity to dispel the increasingly rampant rumors of a marital rift.
However, Sang Yu wasn’t particularly willing to cooperate. She gave Song Yunsheng a fake smile and a nod, but when she saw Song Yunsheng gesturing for her to come closer, she ignored her entirely, lowering her head and finding a corner to sit down in.
Song Yunsheng had been watching Sang Yu the whole time, so she naturally noticed her aloofness, and her face tightened instantly.
Since Song Yunsheng was unhappy, the director also felt a bit awkward.
Fortunately, at that moment, many people below began eating and drinking, paying no mind to the minor episode on stage. Su Miao also stepped forward at Song Yunsheng’s signal; she had clearly misunderstood the intent, but the director breathed a sigh of relief nonetheless.
Seeing a “reinforcement” arrive, the director slipped away.
Su Miao tried to find ways to get close to Song Yunsheng, picking various topics to discuss, but she received almost no response. Song Yunsheng’s gaze was very pointedly fixed on Sang Yu.
Just then, other investors at the wrap party came over to offer a toast. Su Miao sensibly moved aside, feeling a sense of relief herself.
She thought that as long as she could keep Song Yunsheng from getting close to Sang Yu, then she would still…
Just as this thought arose, Su Miao noticed Song Yunsheng’s eyes suddenly turn cold. Even though she was still talking to the people around her, Su Miao knew Song Yunsheng was looking at someone else.
Her heart skipped a beat, and with a sense of unease, she followed that gaze. Sure enough, she saw Sang Yu whispering with Jiang Xin.
Song Yunsheng’s unblinking stare was blatant. Sang Yu seemed to sense something and looked up toward them.
Su Miao clearly perceived that Sang Yu had definitely seen her, but Sang Yu’s expression didn’t change at all. She merely gave Song Yunsheng a brief, indifferent glance before lowering her head again to continue eating.
In the past, such an emotionally stable Sang Yu simply didn’t exist. She used to be easily provoked into anger by Su Miao and would be met with Song Yunsheng’s impatient perfunctoriness—but now, the situation between the two seemed to have swapped.
Su Miao gritted her teeth tightly, stealing another glance at Song Yunsheng. Watching her occasionally look up at Sang Yu with an air of insecurity and unrecognized anger…
For the first time, Su Miao felt a sense of crisis even greater than before.
In this subtle atmosphere, Song Yunsheng finally found an opportunity to break away from the group of investors. However, the wrap party was nearly over. By the time Song Yunsheng reached Sang Yu’s side, she happened to hear her telling Jiang Xin about going home.
One could guess that the “home” she mentioned was clearly not the home she shared with Song Yunsheng. Song Yunsheng looked at her and frowned.
Noticing a certain person’s gaze, Sang Yu’s voice faltered for a moment. She had originally intended to keep ignoring her and continue talking to Jiang Xin.
But remembering Lu Lingxi’s words from a few days ago, Sang Yu couldn’t bear to use Jiang Xin as a lightning rod. After all, Jiang Xin was a popular young actress; if she were truly targeted by Song Yunsheng because of this, it would be far too unfair to her.
So, Sang Yu pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Song Yunsheng, and said indifferently, “What are you looking at me for? The wrap party is over. Let’s go.”
Beside them, Jiang Xin’s eyes widened in confusion. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but under Sang Yu’s signaling gaze, she could only leave first.
The remaining two were silent all the way.
It wasn’t until they reached Song Yunsheng’s car that Sang Yu said, “Is there anything else? If not, I’m going home.”
Having said that, she took out her phone, preparing to call a ride.
Song Yunsheng was very displeased. Even though she had guessed Sang Yu’s intention earlier, she was still unhappy. She took a few quick steps, snatched the phone away, and met Sang Yu’s gaze while feigning composure.
“What do you mean by this? You’re moving out to live elsewhere under these circumstances? If the rumors of marital discord that I worked so hard to suppress break out again, won’t they become even more sensational?”
Given the conditions regarding the hospital, it wasn’t easy for Sang Yu to refuse Song Yunsheng; after all, they had agreed back then not to divorce yet.
At this moment, having calmed down, she had completely given up on Song Yunsheng. She only wanted to avoid conflict with her until she received her acting fee—which would be enough to cover her mother’s medical expenses. Once she could divorce, Song Yunsheng would no longer be able to control her.
Sang Yu pursed her lips and said coldly, “Then can I at least go back and pack my things now?”
She could, but what if Sang Yu used this opportunity to leave and never return?
It wasn’t that Song Yunsheng didn’t trust Sang Yu, it was just… “—If you are photographed by the paparazzi at this time, appearing harmonious at the wrap party but parting ways immediately after, how do you think those marketing accounts will write about us?”
Song Yunsheng’s words hit the nail on the head, and Sang Yu understood the situation perfectly, yet she still couldn’t stand Song Yunsheng’s high-and-mighty attitude.
She gave a cold sneer, “Then what do you suggest we do?”
As soon as the words left her mouth, as if she had been waiting for that exact sentence, Song Yunsheng directly took Sang Yu’s hand and led her into the car.
Then, she turned to look at her. In the dim light, her eyes actually appeared somewhat tender. “I’ll drive you.”
Sang Yu was a bit surprised. She turned her head away to avoid looking at her but didn’t make any move to get out of the car, clearly giving a tacit agreement to Song Yunsheng’s proposal.
Song Yunsheng curled her lips into a satisfied smile. Her bad mood from the past few days finally found some relief at this moment, and she even felt a hint of joy.
Her unusual behavior wasn’t hidden, but Sang Yu was unwilling to attribute any of it to herself. Regardless, she remained silent throughout.
They arrived at the rental apartment. Song Yunsheng followed her upstairs step by step. Sang Yu finally looked at her with a bit of helplessness. “That place is very small, and I haven’t had time to clean it while I was out filming. Are you sure you want to go in?”
Song Yunsheng usually didn’t seem very picky, but that didn’t mean she could tolerate just any environment.
Sang Yu’s words were a kind warning, which made Song Yunsheng a bit happy. Not wanting to be looked down upon by Sang Yu, she said casually, “It’s fine. I’d be bored sitting in the car alone anyway.”
For a moment, Sang Yu wasn’t sure if the emphasis of that sentence was on “bored” or “alone.”
Unwilling to say more, Sang Yu ignored her. However, when she finished packing and came out, she saw Song Yunsheng standing at the doorway looking extremely uncomfortable and constrained—she was clearly a bit bothered by the surroundings.
But when she heard movement and looked up, Song Yunsheng’s face returned to its usual calm and collected expression.
On the way back, the two didn’t speak much, but Song Yunsheng strangely felt that Sang Yu wasn’t as resistant to her anymore.
Was it an illusion?
Song Yunsheng pondered this and glanced at the bedroom upstairs.
Although Sang Yu had returned to the house, she conscientiously did not sleep with Song Yunsheng. It was already late when they returned, and the housekeeper had long since left, so Sang Yu had to tidy up the room herself.
Song Yunsheng hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but go find Sang Yu. She felt that while the two seemed to be returning to their previous mode of interaction, something still felt wrong.
Just as she reached the door, she saw Sang Yu staring blankly at a box in her hand.
Looking closely, what else could it be but pheromone suppressants?
In an instant, Song Yunsheng’s emotions surged. From beginning to end, she felt that the fuse for Sang Yu’s desire for divorce was the suppressants and her own coldness.
Now, just when Song Yunsheng thought she was about to win Sang Yu back, here she was, staring blankly at suppressants in her room.
Song Yunsheng grew tense. She rushed over, snatched the suppressants from Sang Yu’s hand, threw them to the floor, and declared without hesitation: “I already said I would fulfill my marital duties according to the agreement! You can come to me whenever you have a need. Why are you still using these?”
Having said that, Song Yunsheng didn’t say another word and immediately prepared to take off her clothes.
Sang Yu was stunned by this series of actions. Coming back to her senses and seeing that Song Yunsheng had already unbuttoned more than half of her shirt, she hurriedly stopped her, exclaiming, “What are you doing!”
The embarrassment on her face was interpreted by Song Yunsheng as reluctance. In an instant, Song Yunsheng felt as if she had been slapped several times out of thin air.
A sense of humiliation arose spontaneously. Song Yunsheng gritted her teeth and questioned angrily, “What is the meaning of this? You’d rather use suppressants than touch me now, is that it?”
Song Yunsheng felt she had made enough concessions, yet Sang Yu remained so stubborn. She subconsciously thought of the intimacy between Sang Yu and Jiang Xin, and a suspicion involuntarily surfaced in her heart.
Sang Yu was unwilling to have a relationship with her because she had found a replacement.
Meanwhile, Sang Yu looked completely bewildered, having no idea what kind of madness Song Yunsheng was acting out now. She said crossly, “What kind of nerve are you having again! I am very tired right now. Please leave, I want to rest.”
Song Yunsheng gave a cold laugh, masking her grievance with sharpness. She snapped, “Sang Yu, don’t think too highly of yourself! There are limits to playing hard to get! I’ve already agreed to fulfill my marital duties; what else do you want? Don’t push me too far, it won’t do you any good.”
This sentence truly stirred up trouble. Sang Yu’s face also turned cold, thinking that Song Yunsheng was far too self-centered—constantly thinking about those matters while ultimately claiming Sang Yu was the one with insatiable desire.
Song Yunsheng was someone who was used to being high and mighty; she simply had no empathy. In the past, Sang Yu had tried countless times to communicate with her, only to be rejected. Now, she was too lazy to communicate—it was meaningless.
With a dark expression, Sang Yu directly kicked her out without another word.
Song Yunsheng was so angry she hammered on the door a few times from outside. Both were furious, so Sang Yu naturally wasn’t going to open the door. Finally, in a fit of pique, Song Yunsheng could only return to her own room to sulk.
Sang Yu went over to pick up the suppressants.
To be honest, Song Yunsheng had truly misunderstood this time. She was only holding the suppressants because she wanted to put them away.
An Alpha’s rut isn’t as punctual as an Omega’s heat, and moreover, Sang Yu was ill. Fortunately, during her days on set, she hadn’t been in contact with Song Yunsheng, so her pheromone disorder issues had eased significantly.
Thinking she wouldn’t need them for the time being, she had planned to store them.
Who would have thought that, as luck would have it, Song Yunsheng would see her right as she came upstairs. Sang Yu had a massive headache, but she soon let it go.
She was getting a divorce as soon as she got her paycheck anyway. Let her think whatever she wants!