CHAPTER 672: CHAPTER 611: JUST CHANGING THE WAY IT’S SOLD

The suitcase wheels echoed dully on the Su Family Villa’s marble floor, mirroring Xu Mengjie’s hollow heartbeat.

This three-story European-style building in the wealthy western district of the city once was the castle of her romantic dreams, but now it feels like a lavish and cold prison, each step heavy to take.

"Mengmeng!" Su Haoyang’s voice was filled with intentionally exaggerated surprise and tenderness, as if she had merely returned from a shopping trip and not just cut off the foundation of her career with her own hands.

He rushed forward, taking the heavy suitcase from her hand without a word and pulled her into his arms, the grip so strong it made her a bit breathless. The familiar cologne mixed with an imperceptible sense of alienation washed over her.

"You must be exhausted, right? Mom specifically had the kitchen prepare some fine blood bird’s nest soup; it’s been kept warm, just waiting for you to come back."

The brilliant light of the crystal chandelier in the living room illuminated everything clearly.

Mrs. Su—the lady who once belittled her with sharp words, ordering her to leave her son—was now sitting on the expensive leather sofa, wearing a smile Xu Mengjie had never seen before, one that could almost be described as "kindly."

"Xiao Meng, you’re back?" With hands well-maintained, she elegantly held a small celadon cup and immediately stood up upon seeing Xu Mengjie, passing the bowl of bird’s nest over with a gesture so intimate it made Xu Mengjie uncomfortable.

"It’s good that you’re back, yes, it’s good." Mrs. Su’s voice was soft, as if afraid of disturbing something, "Look at you, you’ve lost weight. Xingyue, with its constant scheming, isn’t a place for people to be. Isn’t home more comfortable?"

Her eyes unintentionally swept over Xu Mengjie’s slightly pale face, and a fleeting glint quickly passed through her eyes, "Everything settled?"

Holding the warm bowl of bird’s nest, Xu Mengjie’s fingertips were nonetheless cold.

She bowed her head, not daring to meet Mrs. Su’s eyes, which seemed to see through everything, her voice carrying a thick nasal sound and exhaustion, "Mm... it’s settled. President Zhou said... the subsequent legal department will handle the breach penalty matter..."

"Oh, what’s there to mention about penalty fees!" Mrs. Su immediately interrupted her, her tone dismissive, as if five million was just an insignificant number, "This little money, the family will cover it. Haoyang cares about you, how could we as parents let you suffer? Your safe return is more important than anything!"

Saying this, she patted Xu Mengjie’s hand, the cold fingertips sharply contrasting with her seemingly warm words.

The family covered it? Xu Mengjie’s heart trembled violently.

The Su Family... really paid five million for her?! A wave of immense shock and an indescribable sense of gratitude washed over her instantly.

She suddenly looked up at Su Haoyang, tears glistening in her eyes.

Su Haoyang responded in time with a deep and steadfast gaze, tightly holding her other hand, "Mengmeng, I told you, this time I will definitely protect you. Mom truly accepts you now, see how much she cares for you."

Mrs. Su’s smile remained unchanged, the large diamond on her fingertip reflecting a cold and dazzling light under the lamp, "Indeed, it was my stubbornness before, the prejudice about family status is truly harmful. Now that I think about it, nothing is more important than Haoyang’s happiness. Mengjie, you’re a good child, willing to sacrifice so much for Haoyang, I’ve seen it all. From now on, you are part of the Su family, settle in and rest well, forget all those past troubles."

These words, like the sweetest poison, dripped precisely into Xu Mengjie’s dry heart that craved acceptance.

The great disappointment brought by the termination of contract, the confusion about the future, and the sharp, harsh, yet warning words from Xi Hongxia and Zhou Jue seemed to be diluted by this "warm and harmonious" false scene before her.

She even began to doubt her past feelings—could Sister Xia have been too extreme? Was President Zhou too professionally cold?

Maybe... her mother-in-law truly came around? Did Haoyang truly fight for her happiness?

After all, the five million penalty, the Su family covered it without batting an eye! This "sincerity" made her feel as if her sacrifice had value, and her mind, overwhelmed by love and guilt, became even more firmly convinced that leaving Xingyue and returning to Haoyang was the right choice.

In the following days, Xu Mengjie was enveloped in an intentionally crafted "comfort."

Su Haoyang declined most engagements, staying by her side every day, speaking softly, and being as considerate as possible.