"Chu Yuan, I am your wife, but tomorrow, I will be claimed by Zhao Heilong."

"Don't blame me!"

Silver An Villa.

The drop-dead gorgeous Song Nanyi looks into the mirror, her exquisite figure well accentuated by her snow-white skin.

She is wearing a pleated skirt, with black stockings covering her shapely legs, making her look even more sexy.

Through the mirror reflection, Song Nanyi glances at Chu Yuan on the sofa.

She takes a deep breath, her eyes betraying her disappointment.

Chu Yuan sits on the sofa, gazing at Song Nanyi with a goofy smile.

He has become a simpleton.

Actually, Chu Yuan originally wasn't like this. Many years ago, Chu Yuan's father died, his mother was falsely accused of unchastity and was expelled from the Chu family. From then on, they depended on each other for survival in Yuan City.

Not long ago, Chu Yuan's mother died in depression. On the day of his mother's death, Chu Yuan, overwhelmed by the shock, turned into a simpleton and was abandoned.

Since then, he has become the laughingstock of Yuan city.

Song Nanyi is Chu Yuan's betrothed. After much hesitation, she eventually chose to keep Chu Yuan by her side, taking care of him for the past five years.

But today.

The purity that Song Nanyi has always cherished, might cease to exist!

The Song family is facing a crisis--Song Nanyi has a meeting with Zhao Heilong, the president of the Black Dragon Trading company tomorrow. Zhao Heilong is well-known as a playboy having been with countless women.

His pursuit of Song Nanyi is merely out of desire to sleep with her, and she knew this.

Yet, she found herself cornered with no way out.

"Chu Yuan, do I look pretty today?"

She had applied a light touch of makeup, put on the pantyhose she had always detucked wearing and her long hair loosely swept over her shoulder, failing to conceal her beauty.

This was how Zhao Heilong had instructed her to dress.

Regrettably, all Chu Yuan did was to smile foolishly; he hadn't uttered more than three sentences in the past five years.

Seeing his grin, Song Nanyi chuckled bitterly, "Probably all the same to you no matter how dressed up I am, right, Chu Yuan? Anything else you want from me? I'll do my best to fulfill your request."

Song Nanyi inquired.

She didn't know what would happen after tomorrow, but Zhao Heilong had already assured her that he would let Chu Yuan go.

This was their last night together, and Song Nanyi didn't want any regrets.

Yet, at this moment, Chu Yuan, who had hardly spoken in the last five years, suddenly found his voice, "Nanyi, can you take me to my mother's house?"

"You can speak, Chu Yuan?" Song Nanyi was taken aback.

But Chu Yuan still looked simpleminded as always.

She realized what he was getting at and hurriedly asked, "Chu Yuan, why do you want to go back to your mother's place? She passed away many years ago. She's no longer there."

Song Nanyi knew that it was due to the inability to accept his mother's death that Chu Yuan became like this. Perhaps, even if Chu Yuan became foolish, he wouldn't be able to forget his own mother.

Chu Yuan didn't speak.

Song Nanyi let out a sigh of relief: “Alright, I'll take you there now!”

. . . . . .

Twenty minutes later.

Song Nanyi, along with dazed Chu Yuan, arrived at Yuancheng's slums and parked the car in front of a wooden house.

This was the place where Chu Yuan and his mother had depended on each other for survival in the past.

As soon as the car pulled over, Song Nanyi turned towards Chu Yuan, “Chu Yuan, we've arrived. This is where your mother used to live."

However, before Song Nanyi finished his sentence, Chu Yuan suddenly opened the car door and rushed out.

"Chu Yuan, what are you doing?”

Seeing Chu Yuan's actions, Song Nanyi hurriedly yelled out and got out of the car to chase after him.

Chu Yuan ignored Song Nanyi. He pushed open the door of the wooden house and began anxiously searching inside.

Song Nanyi walked over: "Chu Yuan, are you looking for something?”

Chu Yuan did not answer.

About ten minutes later, Chu Yuan found a black jade pendant in a box. He carefully wiped it on his clothes and held it firmly in his hands.

"Chu Yuan, did you come here to find this?" Song Nanyi, looking at the jade pendant in Chu Yuan's hand, asked in surprise.

Chu Yuan nodded.

"What is this?"

Seeing Chu Yuan still didn't reply, Song Nanyi didn't ask further.

In her opinion, this should be the memento of Chu Yuan's mother, so she said: "If you don't want to tell, then don't. Let's go home, I still have to meet Zhao Heilong tomorrow!"

Song Nanyi took Chu Yuan home.

All the way, Song Nanyi saw that Chu Yuan held the jade pendant very tightly, and he refused when she wanted to take a look.

When they got home, Song Nanyi washed up and sent Chu Yuan back to his room, then she went back to her own room.

Late at night.

In Chu Yuan's room, as night fell.

At this time, the jade pendant in Chu Yuan's hand suddenly emitted a dim green light. From the pendant, it seemed as though several rays of light entered deep into Chu Yuan's forehead.

With the entry of the light, Chu Yuan's body trembled. The next moment, he sat up on the bed.

Originally, Chu Yuan's hollow and lifeless pupils also suddenly became lively at this moment.

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"Today, why is Yuan City Hotel so busy?"

"Don't you know yet? The Second Miss of the Song family is in discussion with our Chairman Zhao Heilong for a collaboration."

"On the surface, they're discussing cooperation, but in reality, Zhao Heilong just wants to toy with her!"

The next day.

Yuan City Hotel was bustling with activity. Black Dragon Trade Association's security guards were standing guard outside the hotel's entrance. There were whispers and murmurs all around.

At this moment, a Maybach slowly drove over from afar.

The driver, Song Nanyi, was exquisitely dressed. She wore a knee length skirt, black stockings bound her legs, and her black hair flowed freely, radiating a mature allure all over.

Chu Yuan was sat in the back seat, completely still.

The car stopped outside Yuan City Hotel. Song Nanyi turned her head and glanced at Chu Yuan in the back, "Chu Yuan, I'm going up to meet Zhao Heilong, wait for me in the car for a while."

However, Chu Yuan seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.

Song Nanyi took a deep breath.

As for Chu Yuan, besides sympathy, perhaps what she mostly felt was disappointment? If he couldn't even endure his mother's death, even if he wasn't a fool, what could he possibly accomplish?

Song Nanyi no longer spoke. She opened the car door and stepped out.

"Second Miss Song, you're here? Our Chairman Zhao has been waiting for you upstairs for quite some time." The moment Song Nanyi got out of the car, the security captain of the Black Dragon Trade Association, Zhao Dongqiang, greeted her with a smile.

Song Nan Yi glanced at Zhao Dong Qiang.

"My husband is asleep in the car; please don't disturb him," Song Nan Yi instructed.

Zhao Dong Qiang smirked.

"Miss Song, do not worry." However, simultaneously, he looked towards the backseat of the Maybach, a sly grin on his face.

Under the unrestrained gazes of the security guards, Song Nan Yi entered the hotel.

Zhao Dong Qiang squinted his eyes and suddenly dropped to the ground to peek under Song Nan Yi's skirt, clucking his tongue. "Song Nan Yi is truly beautiful—Chairman Zhao is really in for a treat today."

Song Nan Yi's beauty ranked among the top few in Yuan City.

It wasn't just Zhao Dong Qiang who yearned; wasn't there any security guard present who wouldn't want to catch a glimpse under Song Nan Yi's skirt?

However, they just weren't privy to such privilege.

Laughing and swearing, Zhao Dong Qiang shifted his gaze to Chu Yuan in the car. "Just when I'm bored and looking for something to do, I guess I could mess with this fool for a bit."

With these words, Zhao Dong Qiang moved across and tapped on the car window.

"Hey, idiot, can you hear me? Your grandpa is calling you!" Chu Yuan, once a young master, had quickly become the town fool, once the laughingstock of Yuan City.

This privileged son had been stepped on by countless people these past years.

"Tsk! An idiot remains an idiot. His wife is about to be taken by another man, and he's completely unaware," Zhao Dong Qiang shook his head in amusement and prepared to leave.

The security guards by Zhao Dong Qiang's side also erupted in laughter.

However, at that moment.

A voice suddenly emerged from the car, "Are you calling me?"