On the way back.
Wen Xiamoon was in a low mood the entire ride, her gaze lingering unwillingly out the window.
Qi Lanzhou glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
“Still thinking about Song Xiaodong?”
Wen Xiamoon lowered her eyes. “I was thinking… my parents have lived in this place for decades. They know all the neighbors. If they suddenly move, will they not be used to it?”
“If you’re worried, you can come back often.”
“Can I?”
“Of course. You can visit them anytime. You’re married, but you’re still their daughter.”
Hearing this, Wen Xiamoon felt a warmth in her heart and turned to look at him.
“But I used to be so materialistic… I left them for the wealthy Wen family. I was so bad. Will they forgive me?”
Qi Lanzhou’s hand on the steering wheel tightened slightly.
Wen Xiamoon thought he would say something harsh.
But he didn’t.
The car fell into silence.
She forced a bitter smile and looked back out the window.
After a long while, Qi Lanzhou suddenly spoke.
“If someone has done many bad things, but later does something good, people will slowly forget the bad.”
Wen Xiamoon was stunned.
“So you were silent just because you didn’t know how to comfort me?”
Qi Lanzhou frowned slightly.
“Husband, you’re blushing.”
Qi Lanzhou: “……”
Wen Xiamoon: “Wow! Even redder now.”
Qi Lanzhou: “…Don’t mess around. I’m driving.”
Wen Xiamoon: “Oh, okay.”
……
After returning home,
Aunt Wang had already prepared a hot bath. Wen Xiamoon comfortably soaked in the bathtub.
Warm water covered her shoulders, and the bathroom was filled with a faint fragrance.
She rested her arms on the edge of the tub, eyes closed, her mind blank.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
It was a message from the group chat “President Qi’s Scandalous Affairs Over the Years.”
The group admin, “A Quiet Pig,” had sent a photo.
In the picture, Qi Lanzhou was walking ahead, while a woman with long black curly hair followed behind him. In the background, Wang Shuqing had clearly been slapped on the face.
After the photo was posted, people in the group started commenting.
Gossip A: This photo doesn’t really prove anything!
Gossip B: How does it not? Wang Shuqing was hit. Why else would she be hit? President Qi looks so serious—something must have happened!
Gossip C: It must be like this: Wang Shuqing drugged President Qi, and Fang Yun found out and beat her up.
Gossip D: So… President Qi and Fang Yun were really secretly dating back then?
Gossip A: Then why didn’t they end up getting married?
Gossip B: I heard Fang Yun requested to transfer to an overseas branch for training. They couldn’t handle a long-distance relationship, so they broke up.
Gossip C: Oh my god, our boss is so tragic… and he ended up marrying that annoying Wen woman.
Gossip B: Careful, she’s in the group!
Gossip C: So what? If she doesn’t like it, fire me! I’ll take N+1 compensation!
Wen Xiamoon, quietly lurking in the group, suddenly realized—she had become the topic of discussion.
And her reputation… wasn’t great.
Then suddenly:
Someone spoke up for her.
“I don’t think she’s that bad. I think our boss’s wife is actually pretty nice. She looked really beautiful when she came to the company today.”
The ID was “The Invisible Me.”
Wen Xiamoon checked—she had this person as a friend. This must be the girl who accidentally added her earlier and pulled her into the group.
Unexpectedly, even though she seemed a bit confused, she was kind enough to speak up for her.
Wen Xiamoon immediately sent her a private message.
MoonHigh: Thank you for speaking up for me.
Less than three seconds later, she replied.
The Invisible Me: !!! Boss lady!!!
The Invisible Me: No need, no need! I just told the truth!
MoonHigh: Even truth deserves thanks. Want some milk tea?
The Invisible Me: YES!!!
The Invisible Me: Sorry I’m too excited, but milk tea from the boss lady? I’d be stupid not to drink it!
Wen Xiamoon couldn’t help but laugh.
This girl was interesting.
She immediately transferred her 200 yuan.
The Invisible Me: Boss lady is so generous!!!
The Invisible Me: My name is Zeng Min. If you ever need anything, just find me.
Wen Xiamoon replied with a simple “Mm!” and changed her contact name to her real name.
Then she returned to the group chat and sent ten red envelopes.
Each was 200 yuan—two thousand yuan total.
The group exploded.
Gossip C: Holy crap, who is this?? So generous!
The Invisible Me: This is our President Qi’s wife!!! Our boss lady!!!!
Zeng Min instantly became her biggest fan.
Gossip A: OMG OMG OMG boss lady is amazing!!!
Gossip B: 2000 yuan!!! TWO THOUSAND!!!
Gossip C: I got 50!!! Thank you boss lady!!!
Gossip D: I got 120!!! Boss lady forever!!!
Gossip A: I only got 8… but I’m still happy!!!
Gossip B: I love you boss lady!!!
Gossip C: From today on, boss lady is my real sister!!!
A Quiet Pig: I just finished washing dishes and missed it??? Any more???
Wen Xiamoon sent another ten red envelopes—another 2000 yuan.
What Qi Lanzhou said was right.
No matter how many bad things you’ve done, as long as you do one good thing, people will forget the bad ones.
After sending the red envelopes, Wen Xiamoon felt much better. She put down her phone and stood up from the bathtub.
At the same time, Qi Lanzhou came out of the study and headed toward his room.
Wen Xiamoon’s room was next to his.
As he passed by, he noticed the door was slightly ajar.
He paused and changed direction, reaching out to close it.
Just as his hand touched the doorknob, his peripheral vision caught the bathroom’s frosted glass door.
A shadow was moving behind it.
His gaze froze instantly.
A slender silhouette—suggestive, almost as if unclothed.
His hand remained on the doorknob, his entire body frozen.
Suddenly, the glass door opened.
Qi Lanzhou’s breath hitched, and almost instinctively, he slammed the door shut.
He stood in the hallway, eyes lowered.
Inside the room—
Wen Xiamoon, who heard the sound, froze for a moment. Without thinking much, she wrapped herself in a towel and came out of the bathroom. After doing her skincare routine, she changed into a fitted nightdress and lay down on the bed.