Song Wei and Su Ruanruan parted ways.
She went straight back to the hotel suite.
Su Minghua followed her all the way, stopping at the suite door.
As Song Wei swiped the room card, he embraced her from behind.
Su Minghua’s voice trembled slightly: "Song Wei!"
Song Wei’s body tensed.
After a moment, she turned around in his arms.
Without rejecting, she leaned against the door in that pose.
She stretched out her slender fingers and gently traced the contours of Su Minghua’s face, breathing out softly: "You’ve lost quite a bit of weight."
Su Minghua said nothing.
The fire in his eyes!
Song Wei looked him up and down.
Few men could resist her in such moments, especially since Su Minghua himself had feelings for her.
Unable to help himself, Su Minghua blurted out: "I haven’t been with any women these days! I was just thinking of you."
Song Wei chuckled softly, tugging at his tie: "Weren’t you also missing your ex-wife? I heard you got quite drunk!"
Su Minghua felt annoyed and somewhat humiliated.
Song Wei knew when to stop.
She swiped the door open while still in his arms and then, holding his hand, asked softly: "Won’t you come in and sit?"
Su Minghua couldn’t believe it.
Song Wei had already pulled him into the suite...
Both being single, and especially since Su Minghua had been unoccupied for months.
Everything fell naturally into place.
Song Wei hurried him to leave, saying, "I have an appointment to discuss business in a little while."
Su Minghua, holding her, asked hoarsely: "Are you still in the mood for business?"
Song Wei scoffed coldly: "If I don’t handle my business, am I supposed to wait for a man to support me? How many men can be relied upon?"
She retorted: "Or are you saying that if I were with you, you could provide me a life of luxury?"
He was silent for a while, then began to dress.
But he couldn’t bear to leave her.
Song Wei was straightforward.
Wearing a black robe, she leaned against the sofa smoking.
She said she also enjoyed doing things with him and would seek him out when she came to Jiang City in the future.
Su Minghua was deeply hurt.
He challenged: "So I’ve just become a kept man for you?"
Song Wei laughed coldly: "Su Minghua, do you have the looks to be a kept man? At your age, and you can’t even father children."
Su Minghua’s face hardened.
He buttoned up and was about to leave.
Being infertile was his eternal pain!
Grasping the doorknob, his body was once again embraced by Song Wei.
"Really willing to leave?" Song Wei’s voice was soft and enticing: "Su Minghua, you know, many men wish to enter this door."
Su Minghua was eventually angered: "Go find whoever you want!"
"They can’t compare to you!" Song Wei kissed his ear affectionately, murmuring softly: "Minghua, you were my first man! But our past was not pleasant, and now I’m a person of status in City B, how can I just settle for any man? Won’t that be a laughingstock?"
Su Minghua softened a bit.
He asked her quietly: "Do you despise me for being incompetent?"
Song Wei wrapped her arms around his waist.
Her body pressed against his back.
"How you are is naturally fine by me, but others don’t see it that way!" Song Wei encouraged him: "Minghua, show them what a man can achieve, let everyone know that Song Wei has good taste in men."
Her manipulation tortured Su Minghua immensely!
He wanted to repay her with his body once again.
Song Wei was not easily persuaded this time.
She told him: "Ruanruan is very competent, work well with her!"
She revealed some insider information to him.
Song Wei briefly mentioned Su Ruanruan’s assets in City B.
Finally, she added: "With such a capable sister, are you still worried about not succeeding? Work hard, then we might have a good future."
Su Minghua still harbored some worries.
He asked: "You... don’t you want children?"