CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 47: LU SHIFENG’S GIFT

Su Xingyu lowered her head, browsing the items in the display cabinet one by one.

Each tie clip, each cufflink was exquisitely crafted, clearly polished with great care, with every detail impeccable.

The aged shop owner smiled at her, "Miss, everything in our shop is handmade, with materials sourced from the lands of Iceland. For example, the cufflinks you’re looking at now are made from coral deep in the bottom of Chakanas Lake, we call it ’Tears of the Monster.’"

Ouyang Yi leaned in for a look as well, "So beautiful. Xingyu, have you decided what to choose?"

Su Xingyu was too tired to correct how he addressed her.

She glanced at the price list and shook her head. These cufflinks were a bit out of budget, and she wasn’t sure if Lu Shifeng would like their slightly reddish hue.

Ouyang Yi helped her look and quickly picked a tie clip, calling her over, "Xingyu, look, this tie clip is nice, the color is elegant, understated yet luxurious, any man would like it."

Su Xingyu took a look, indeed, it matched with everything.

The shop owner on the side commented, "Mr. Ouyang, you have a good eye. This tie clip is made from volcanic ash, using a special condensation technique only found in our store."

"How about this one?" Ouyang Yi asked Su Xingyu enthusiastically, as if he were the recipient of the gift.

Su Xingyu picked up the small tie clip, its varying shades of gray glistening elegantly and fittingly. She wasn’t good at choosing gifts for men, and since Ouyang Yi vouched for it, it was probably a good choice. She tilted her head, imagining how Lu Shifeng would look wearing it; the simple, cool-toned colors seemed fitting for him.

So she nodded, "Okay, let’s go with this one."

Ouyang Yi happily helped the shop owner wrap it up and handed it to her, "Really envy your husband."

Su Xingyu unusually didn’t mind him, saying, "Thank you for helping me pick a gift."

"No need to be so formal," Ouyang Yi’s eyes curved attractively, "It’s my honor to assist a beauty. If you really feel bad, why not gift me something as well?"

Su Xingyu thought about it, "How about I treat you to lunch?"

"Oh no," Ouyang Yi exaggeratedly clutched his chest, "Letting a beauty treat is a disgrace to a gentleman, I should be the one treating lunch. Beautiful Xingyu, you should gift me something instead, or, should I gift you? There’s a nice lingerie shop ahead, with many pieces suitable for girls like you..."

"Shut up!" Su Xingyu felt like hitting him again.

...

The trip to Iceland went smoothly, successfully completing two photo shoots, aside from acquiring a noisy peacock, Su Xingyu was quite content.

After finally shaking off a certain peacock, she almost cheered with joy upon returning to China, stepping through the door, and handing the beautifully packaged gift to Lu Shifeng, "I picked this especially for you, do you like it?"

She looked up at him with a bright smile, her petite face glowing like a fairy.

Lu Shifeng glanced at her, then unwrapped the gift, "A tie clip? It’s quite practical."

She was a bit apprehensive, "Do you like it? Sorry, it’s my first time buying you a gift, I’m not quite sure..."

She wanted to say more, but he had already clipped the tie and lifted her chin for a kiss.

As their lips entwined, she was a bit dazed; being apart for a week, they hadn’t been this intimate, she almost forgot how insatiable this man before her was. Until he carried her horizontally to the bedroom’s black silk-covered bed, did she nervously press her hand against him, "Lu Shifeng!"

The man above her had deep, dark eyes, his voice hoarse, "I really like your gift."

... So, this is your way of showing you like the gift?!

Su Xingyu was on the brink of tears, feeling she had set herself up, not only spending money but also being thoroughly consumed!

As his slender fingers unbuttoned her collar with a heated touch, the only thought in her mind was — in this life, the next life, and the life after that, I’ll never buy him a gift again!

A night of passion.

Su Xingyu finally recognized the serious consequences of buying gifts but it was too late; she had played the role of the good wife too well, so well that Mr. Lu was beyond satisfied, too satisfied, leading to nightly indulgence. When she dragged herself exhausted to work again, her partner Ling Weilong finally erupted, "How many times a night does your man tire you? Can’t you have a little more spirit?"

Su Xingyu was horrified, covering his mouth, "What are you yelling about! So many people around, come on, I have my dignity!"

Ling Weilong looked at her with a mischievous smile, "Aren’t I speaking the truth?"

Su Xingyu cried, hopelessly asking, "If I said I was up all night moving bricks, causing this listlessness, would you believe me?"

Ling Weilong responded with a few dry laughs.

Su Xingyu wanted to cry again, knowing her fate was tragic, nothing went right! Even marrying someone, she ended up with such a beast of a pervert!

While mentally cursing circles at Lu Shifeng, Ling Weilong said, "I heard Ouyang Yi is coming to develop his career domestically, he’s signed with the Chinese version of Cloud, did you know?"

What, that peacock is coming?

Su Xingyu was startled into alertness, "What’s he coming back for?"

"Who knows, for a top model like him, just the major shows he does every year can earn him loads, there’s really no need for him to develop here. After all, fashion in China isn’t as developed as in Europe or America." Ling Weilong spoke while adjusting equipment, "I wonder if he’s coming to pursue you?" No wonder he’d have this suspicion, after all, ever since Iceland, Su Xingyu and he were roped into Cloud magazine, and Ouyang Yi agreed to terms with the Chinese version of Cloud, really making one’s imagination run wild.

"Impossible?!" Su Xingyu’s face looked like she’d seen a ghost, "With his speed of changing girlfriends, he probably doesn’t even remember what I’m called!"

"I do hope he comes after you," Ling Weilong was calm, "Your husband isn’t human, see what he does to you every night? Best if Ouyang Yi steals you away, at least you won’t be too exhausted to work..."

"Can you shut up?!" Su Xingyu only wished she had a weapon at hand to stab this gossiping guy to death.

Ling Weilong, however, laughed merrily, "Ouyang Yi, go for it, there’s no couple that can’t be broken up, only little homewreckers who don’t try!"

Su Xingyu: "..."

So, Ouyang Yi really came.

Thus, Su Xingyu avoided him upon sight.

Yet he seemed oblivious to her aversion, always drifting near her with a bright, sunny smile.

"Xingyu, in what ways am I inferior to your husband?" He feigned being deeply hurt, "Can’t you give me a chance?"

Su Xingyu had no intention of giving him a chance, instead, she fiercely warned him, "Stay away from me! If my husband finds you constantly pestering me, you won’t like how you end up!"

As a result, before Ouyang Yi met a bad end, she found she was more likely in trouble.

That day when returning home after work, she spotted Lu Shifeng waiting for her on the sofa.