Su Man returned the pain Fu Yansheng had caused her in the most simple way.

He was stunned on the spot, and Su Man's slamming of the door woke him up.

Her smile had not bloomed to him for a long time. She bloomed secretly to others.

Twenty minutes after arriving at the airport, Su Man's exposed calves were trembling a little in the evening breeze.

In the early morning, the airport was still brightly lit, and people in the pick-up hall were waiting expectantly for the arrival of the one they missed.

The leading man was wearing a black sportswear, with his hair flying proudly in the air. He looked around subconsciously.

Su Man pressed her forehead against the wall, her eyelashes trembling, feeling drowsy.

"Su Man?" The man's tone rose slightly at the end, hiding an unnoticeable joy.

Zhou Xun looked like a youthful high school student, and Su Man felt a little confused for a while.

The coat was placed on Su Man's slender shoulders, carrying its woody fragrance, which was warm.

"Why are you back so soon?" Su Man got into the passenger seat and lowered her head to fasten her seat belt.

The seat belt suddenly got stuck, Zhou Xun leaned over and fastened the seat belt for her.

It was an extremely ambiguous distance, his breath lingered in Su Man's nose, and Su Man's eyelashes could even fall on his cheek if she blinked.

The stuck seat belt was very nimble in Zhou Xun's hands. He buckled the seat belt neatly, and Su Man looked away hastily.

"If you don't come back, what will happen if some people keep crying?"

In the reflection of the car window, the woman's beautiful face was a little red. Su Man was a little embarrassed, but that was just her occasional weakness.

Zhou Xun forgot about food and sleep for several days, hurriedly catching up on the work progress, and boarded the return plane while Ken was cursing.

"Why are you running around in the middle of the night? Do you think it's safe?" Then, Zhou Xun began to scold Su Man for traveling in the middle of the night.

"But you won't put me in danger." Su Man was very sincere and trusted Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun felt a little uncomfortable. He coughed and changed the subject, "I will help you about the car accident."

"Eh?" Su Man was surprised. It's been a while since this incident. Even a weirdo can count them all on one hand.

"This matter is suspicious. If Li Yiping was not innocent, the audio wouldn't be..."

Zhou Xun was talking to himself, and with a small grunt, he silently raised the corners of his lips and parked the car on the side of the road.

He quickly came back with two cups of hot cocoa and a piece of tiramisu, and stuffed them into Su Man's arms.

Su Man's eyes lit up and she picked up a small piece, "How do you know I like this the most?"

"Girls seem to like it."

If Su Man was careful, she would have noticed Zhou Xun's awkward expression and his slightly sweaty palms.

But she was immersed in the world of sugar, and suddenly remembered Jian Yu'an's words, "There is white moonlight hidden in his wallet."

Maybe it's just Bai Yueguang's hobby.

Suddenly, she felt like eating nothing. In order to fill her stomach, she took a few bites mechanically and put them aside.

Capitalists all love pure schoolgirls. Su Man summed it up this way.

"If Fu Yansheng has something to do with this car accident, Su Man..."

Amid the aroma, Su Man heard Zhou Xun's inquiry. She held a cup of warm cocoa and said, "I don't want anyone to be wronged, and I also don't want anyone to escape legal sanctions. If Fu Yansheng is true."

She nodded slightly and closed her eyes, "I will file for divorce. The divorce agreement has been drawn up long ago."

If it was really him, she would no longer care about the Fu family's parents, or even about the Su family. She just wanted to live for herself.

She couldn't live with an executioner.

"Okay, I'll help you." Zhou Xun's heart, which had been silent for a long time, became active, and he sent Su Man home.

The dark light on the second floor turned on, and the cigarette swayed between Zhou Xun's fingers. A little bit of scarlet was extinguished in the night. After a long time, he crushed out the cigarette.

The sound of the motor was particularly clear under the moonlight, and the car lights fell slowly inside the small bungalow, illuminating a corner.

Fu Yansheng sat at the dining table without saying a word and watched Zhou Xun leave.

When Su Man first came in, she brushed past him. Such neglect was hard for Fu Yansheng to accept.

The two of them lived under the same roof, but he felt that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

Or maybe he never caught Su Man and she was free.

After Zhou Xun returned home, the fog that shrouded Su Man was gradually lifted.

Two days later, Zhou Xun contacted Su Man.

"Professionals restored the audio. Li Yiping was talking to a strange woman. It seemed very intimate."

Zhou Xun packaged the compiled audio pieces one by one and sent them to Su Man.

Su Man held Bluetooth between her ears to receive the audio, "I'll listen first and I'll give you an answer later."

Zhou Xun found the scrapped Pagani from nowhere. The driving recorder showed that before the accident, the black Porsche was parked steadily in front of the tunnel. Because of the damage to the street lights, Li Yiping did not find the car the first time he came out of the tunnel.

You can still vaguely see the last five digits of the license plate number, "0924".

Su Man read out the number softly and raised the corners of her lips in a self-deprecating tone.

Then, the conversation between Ruan Ning'an and Li Yiping slipped into the ears through the electric current.

The slightly raised corners of his lips quietly pursed into a straight line, and the stars in his eyes quietly fell as the two of them communicated deeply.

Su Man tightened her grip on the mouse.

You should have guessed it was Ruan Ning'an, right?

If it weren't for her, Fu Yansheng wouldn't have to go to such trouble to edit the audio just to push Li Yiping out.

For Ruan Ning'an, he could disregard Su Man's life and death, regardless of the turmoil of the Su family and the Fu family.

He just wanted Ruan Ning'an to be clean and free from any dust.

Oops, her usual mug broke into pieces, just like her heart.

She raised her head in pain, tears still rolling down her face.

"Don't cry." The man's voice seemed to be filled with the coldness of Jiang Chao.

"I'm not crying." Su Man knelt down to pick up the fragments, her vision blurry.

The sharp fragments scratched her fingertips, and she held them in her hands without realizing it.

"Fu Yansheng is your husband who has been sleeping with you for many years, and Li Yiping is the exclusive driver you just hired." Zhou Xun paused, "They are obviously your closest people, why are they all looking towards Ruan Ning'an?"

Su Man wiped away her tears numbly, "I don't know, I don't know."

Zhou Xun enlarged the photo and read out the blurred license plate number, as if asking his assistant to check the owner.

"This car belongs to Ruan Ning'an."

Su Man's voice was very soft, and every word she said seemed to be in Ling Chi's own heart, "This is the birthday gift he gave to Ruan Ning'an in the first year of my marriage to Fu Yansheng."

"Li Yiping is also a scapegoat." Su Man told Zhou Xun. She tried to keep calm and her teeth were trembling a little. "Fu Yansheng pushed Ruan Ning'an out in order to protect him, and Li Yiping was willing to take the blame for her."

"Tsk." Zhou Xun squinted his eyes and his face became a little colder, "Su Man, your taste in men is really bad."

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