Тhе mеаl had just begun whеn Wu Маngmаng infоrmed Lu Sui that she nееded to usе the restrооm.
In rеаlitу, shе dashed uрstairs to completе hеr dailу quests—frоm sеvеn tо eight о’сlосk, it wаs now оr never.
Aftеr аbout fоrty minutes in the rеstroom, Wu Мangmang finаllу rеарреared.
Тwеnty minutеs lаtеr, as thе banquеt wаs in full swing, Wu Mangmаng еxсused herself tо touch up hеr mаkеup.
Аnd then she nevеr rеturnеd.
Wu Mаngmаng hаd оriginаllу plаnnеd to рlaу for just half аn hour bеfоrе going dоwnstаirs, but thе gаme was a sеductive little minx, with endlеss distractions.
Тonight was еspесiallу lively.
A Great God was caught cheating, and the other woman used the world chat—costing ten yuan per message—to spam insults at the legitimate partner, calling her shameless for clinging to the Great God when he no longer wanted her.
Judging by the sheer volume of messages flooding the world chat, the other woman was clearly loaded, having spent at least several thousand yuan on hundreds of messages.
But that wasn’t all—no sooner had one drama subsided than another emerged.
Another Great God was publicly pursuing his beloved, setting off "Orange Light Hearts"—a type of Fireworks priced at ninety-nine yuan each in the system shop. Each Firework triggered an automatic world announcement: "xx confesses to xx."
The Great God set off ninety-nine of them in a row.
In comparison, the first Great God seemed utterly pathetic.
But Wu Mangmang was, after all, the biggest celebrity on this server—ranked first on the equipment leaderboard. Today, however, she hadn’t even made a splash, leaving her feeling deeply unbalanced.
Yet both of these were major scandals, and after racking her brain, Wu Mangmang couldn’t come up with any other way to steal the spotlight. It was downright frustrating.
The entire server was buzzing about the Orange Light tycoon, and Wu Mangmang darkly muttered to herself, "What a load of crap."
If only Lu Sui would set off Orange Light Hearts for her.
Actually, there was another Firework in the shop called "Eternal Heart," priced at 999,999 yuan.
When launched, it would hang permanently in the sky above the server’s main city, visible to all. The diamond-shaped display would even feature the images of two people.
But such an expensive virtual item was clearly a scam for fools, so no one had been willing to pay for it so far.
Wu Mangmang would have loved to launch one herself, but she wasn’t that rich either.
At this thought, Wu Mangmang suddenly remembered something crucial.
She had been with Lu Sui for so long, yet he had never given her a single card!
Wu Mangmang inwardly cursed—how had she never noticed this before?
"Miss, I knew you’d be here. The final prize draw is about to begin. Mr. Lu asked me to find you," Annie said, rushing in with a worried expression.
Oh no. Wu Mangmang hurriedly followed Annie downstairs, her heart racing. Although Lu Sui rarely lost his temper with her, she was deeply afraid of him from the bottom of her heart.
What she feared most was seeing that look of disappointment in his eyes.
Thinking back to that night, Wu Mangmang felt a chill run down her spine.
If Lu Sui hadn’t come back for her that night, she had no idea what would have happened.
But thankfully…
Out of breath, Wu Mangmang reached the downstairs area. When she saw Lu Sui, her legs trembled slightly.
But Lu Sui merely smiled helplessly and beckoned her over. Like a puppy, Wu Mangmang scurried to his side.
Deep down, Wu Mangmang knew she was being cowardly and found Lu Sui’s gesture somewhat annoying—as if he were calling a dog. But her legs simply wouldn’t obey her.
She attributed it to aura—that mysterious, intangible force.Lu Sui held Wu Mangmang's hand as they walked onto the stage. Wu Mangmang was responsible for drawing the winning ticket, while he announced the night's big winner.
With a faint smile on his face, Lu Sui joined everyone in applauding as the excited winner stepped onto the stage to receive the prize.
When the middle-aged man receiving the award took the car keys from Lu Sui's hand and heard him clearly call out his name, thanking him for his hard work over the past year, the radiant smile that burst across his face suddenly struck a chord in Wu Mangmang's heart.
She felt a bit like this employee.
What this employee sought at Lu Enterprises was a high salary, recognition, and respect. Receiving Lu Sui's acknowledgment was the greatest affirmation he could receive. Wu Mangmang could even see tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.
Others might think, "Is it really worth it?" But Wu Mangmang understood him. If Lu Sui were to pat his head, he would probably burst into tears on the spot.
Because, without realizing it, they had all been brainwashed by His Majesty.
As for Wu Mangmang, what did she want from Lu Sui?
Her hands clapped out of habit as she stood beside Lu Sui, bathed in the spotlight as if standing in the sun, followed by everyone's gaze.
Without doing anything, it felt as though she was already loved by everyone.
But Wu Mangmang knew clearly that she was not the source of light—she merely reflected Lu Sui's radiance.
What if one day Lu Sui stopped looking at her?
That was why Wu Mangmang feared Lu Sui. She feared the day he might turn away and leave without a backward glance.
Don’t be fooled by Lu Sui’s expressions, which seemed far more varied than Shen Ting’s poker face. Sometimes he smiled, sometimes he frowned, appearing almost like a normal person. But in reality, the fluctuations in his emotions were far smaller than those of ordinary people, and these minor fluctuations were enough to buffer all his feelings.
His emotions were only a tiny drop in the bucket, making it easy for him to stay or leave.
Wu Mangmang understood clearly that what she wanted could not be found in Lu Sui. It wasn’t that he wouldn’t give it—he simply didn’t have it. If he did, he would never hesitate to give it to her.
But even so, for now, Wu Mangmang still wanted to drink poison to quench her thirst, indulging in the moment while she could.
When the road reached its end, she would naturally turn back. Wu Mangmang was someone who went with the flow.
"What’s with the frequent bathroom breaks and stomach issues today?" Lu Sui asked Wu Mangmang as they got into the car after the banquet.
Wu Mangmang’s face flushed with embarrassment. What beauty would want to be associated with frequent urination and diarrhea?
"Who’s urinating frequently?" Wu Mangmang glared at him with wide, beautiful eyes. "I was just tired of all the socializing and went upstairs to play games instead." She didn’t bother lying—after all, it wouldn’t work anyway. It wasn’t like she was the one paying Annie’s salary.
Lu Sui gave her a deep look and then asked, "Are you in an online relationship?"
"Who do you think I am, still having online relationships at my age?" Wu Mangmang rolled her eyes at him, but her heart was pounding wildly. How did he figure it out?
It wasn’t really an online relationship. Nuan Yang didn’t even have a title. They were just playing dungeons and doing daily quests together—after all, it was easier with more people.
"Why would you suddenly say that?" Wu Mangmang leaned closer to Lu Sui.
"If you’re not in an online relationship, then cut back on gaming. Be careful with your eyes." Lu Sui had drunk a little at the banquet, and the alcohol was starting to get to him.Wu Mangmang was stunned by Lu Sui's words. Did that mean if they were in an online relationship, she could play more games? If she didn’t play less, were they in an online relationship?
Wu Mangmang thought to herself, this guy really knows how to talk.
The next day was Wu Mangmang’s company’s annual gathering, and it was her turn to watch her boss draw prizes for her.
Unfortunately, Wu Mangmang’s luck wasn’t great, and in the end, she only got a prize everyone received—a pack of tissues.
Before Wu Mangmang could even leave the cafeteria with the tissues, she received a call from Long Xiujuan.
The girlfriends’ group was also having their annual gathering, right?
Wu Mangmang called Lu Sui to ask for permission, and Lu Sui only said one sentence: “Don’t stay out too late.”
As soon as Wu Mangmang sat down in the private room, Ai Guoguo and Lu Qingqing pushed the door open and walked in. Both of them were beaming with joy, clearly looking like they had just gotten out of bed.
“Guoguo, where did you go to have fun today?” Long Xiujuan asked.
Ai Guoguo and Lu Qingqing exchanged a smile. “Didn’t I tell you last time I was going to try having one king and two queens?”
Everyone started teasing them as soon as they heard.
Wu Mangmang also learned a lot from this.
Ai Guoguo leaned over and sat next to Wu Mangmang. “Mangmang, when are you going to bring your Mr. Lu out to have some fun?”
Ever since seeing Mr. Lu’s abs photo, Ai Guoguo’s desire to sleep with Mr. Lu was an open secret.
“Look at how tired your little face is. Is Mr. Lu really that intense?” Ai Guoguo was practically adding insult to injury for Wu Mangmang.
Wu Mangmang felt that Lu Sui was wasting his V-line abs. Yesterday, he was slightly tipsy, yet he didn’t even try anything.
After the New Year, Wu Mangmang would be considered twenty-six in nominal age, and she hadn’t even given away her virginity. In the group chat, she still had to pretend she had experienced everything and even had to brag about Lu Sui’s stamina.
Just thinking about the three words “old virgin” made her depressed.
Wu Mangmang drank a little at the club, sang a few songs, and when she saw Lu Sui’s call, she didn’t bother answering. It was probably just those cold and indifferent words again.
But because she couldn’t get the microphone, Wu Mangmang felt there wasn’t much to do here, so she got up to leave.
In the corner, Lu Qingqing was kissing Ai Guoguo. When she saw Wu Mangmang stand up, she just gave her a casual glance.
Wu Mangmang said goodbye to everyone, grabbed her coat, and walked out.
Wu Mangmang’s Hummer was parked in the parking lot at the intersection ahead. Since the club was an old one, the original parking lot wasn’t enough, so they later rented another one. Wu Mangmang arrived late, so naturally, she could only park in the farther new parking lot.
Not far after walking out, Wu Mangmang saw a commotion happening across the street.
Two yellow-haired guys with a shamate style were surrounding Ning Zheng, who was holding a red-haired woman wearing black stockings and a miniskirt in the middle of winter.
Wu Mangmang really couldn’t in good conscience call her a beauty. She shook her head and was about to leave.
Just then, she saw the three yellow-haired guys punching and kicking Ning Zheng. Ning Zheng fought back a few times, but he seemed unsteady on his feet, probably drunk.
Come to think of it, if he weren’t drunk, would he have been interested in that kind of woman?
Wu Mangmang hesitated for a minute, and in that minute, Ning Zheng was already beaten to the ground.
Wu Mangmang started running over and, without thinking, used her momentum to launch a flying kick.
No other reason—she just wanted to fight.
The two yellow-haired guys never expected someone to dare provoke them. Without a second thought, they lunged at Wu Mangmang, not caring that she was a beauty anymore.A beauty is even better, you can take advantage while fighting.
Although Wu Mangmang was formidable, two fists were no match for four hands. Fortunately, Ning Zheng saw Wu Mangmang approaching and, trembling, supported himself against the car to stand up, blocking a few blows for her.
The two blond punks couldn’t gain the upper hand, but they had seen the wallet of this drunkard Ning Zheng earlier, and now they felt that this little lady Wu Mangmang was just too damn beautiful. Exchanging a glance, they ignored the miniskirt-wearing woman and took off in a flash.
Wu Mangmang reached out to help Ning Zheng, who was slumped over the hood, but Ning Zheng slapped her hand away. “Get lost, don’t touch me.”
Wu Mangmang stomped her foot in anger—she really was like a dog catching mice, meddling in others’ business. But Wu Mangmang had a temper too, so she turned and walked away.
However, before she could take half a step, Ning Zheng dragged her back again. “Do you look down on me that much?”
Wu Mangmang knew a little about him and Shěn Yuànzǐ, and seeing Ning Zheng in this pathetic state, she already understood.
“Yes,” Wu Mangmang answered bluntly. “Who are you putting on this act for? You chose this path yourself—even if it’s shit, you have to lick it like it’s cake.”
Perhaps Wu Mangmang’s analogy was too disgusting, because Ning Zheng promptly vomited.
Thankfully, Wu Mangmang jumped away quickly, only getting a little splash on her shoes.
The miniskirt-wearing woman across from them wasn’t so lucky—her thighs were covered, and she let out a piercing scream.
But in fact, that piercing scream wasn’t directed at what Ning Zheng had vomited, but at the three blond punks with watermelon knives behind Wu Mangmang.
Ning Zheng pushed Wu Mangmang away, and she fell to the ground unprepared, definitely scraping the skin off her elbow.
This time, with an extra blond punk and watermelon knives, Ning Zheng was no match at all. Wu Mangmang shouted at the still-screaming woman, “Call the police!”
“Mr. Lu!” As the black sedan turned the corner and entered the street, the driver saw the heart-stopping scene.
Lu Sui turned his head and saw Wu Mangmang pushing Ning Zheng down, taking a knife slash for him.
The driver had already gotten out of the car and rushed over in three steps, knocking out the three blond punks with one punch each.
That was the physique of a professional bodyguard.
Wu Mangmang lay on the treatment table, stealing glances at Lu Sui, who was talking to the doctor, as if she were a thief.
Her injury wasn’t serious—she wasn’t a fool. When she pushed Ning Zheng away, she had already assessed the situation. If Ning Zheng had taken that slash, half his stomach would have been torn open. But she had prepared for it—not only was her coat thick, but she also tightened her abdomen and curled her tailbone. At most, it was just a flesh wound.
But the driver and Lu Sui had appeared too coincidentally. Wu Mangmang actually didn’t want Lu Sui to see her fighting.
Still, it was fortunate that Lu Sui had come; otherwise, Wu Mangmang didn’t know if she could have survived unscathed. That miniskirt-wearing woman was utterly useless—all she did was cry.
Ning Zheng’s injuries were more serious and he was sent for “emergency treatment.”
Wu Mangmang cried out in pain a few times in the ambulance, but Lu Sui completely ignored her. His face was just cold—frozen into icy shards.
But deep down, Wu Mangmang was actually a little happy. She must have masochistic tendencies.
After Lu Sui finished speaking with the doctor, Wu Mangmang turned her head and looked at him pitifully. “Will I have a scar? Then I won’t be able to wear backless dresses or bikinis.”
“The plastic surgeon will be here soon,” Lu Sui said.Ordinary doctors stitching wounds can easily leave scars if their skills aren't up to par, but plastic surgeons are different. Hearing this, Wu Mangmang felt greatly reassured.
It must be said that Lu Sui handles things reliably.
Because Wu Mangmang exaggerated her performance, acting as if the slightest movement would tug at her wound and fearing that tearing it again would leave a scar, she was transported back to the Lu residence by helicopter and stretcher.
This led Old Peter and Annie to believe she was seriously injured or even disabled. After cautiously inquiring about her condition, they both showed expressions of "Did I hear that right?" shock.
As for Lu Sui, before arriving home, he behaved quite like a qualified boyfriend. But once home, he immediately turned cold, simply saying, "Annie, take good care of her," before going upstairs to rest.
Lu Sui kept a very regular schedule, and tonight was already far later than his usual bedtime.
Everyone had been exhausted all night, so it was reasonable for him to want to rest.
Wu Mangmang spent a long time in the bathroom, finally getting herself clean. Aida yawned while blow-drying her hair.
The life of a capitalist's wife was truly blissful.
Wu Mangmang lay in bed for a while, counting sheep but unable to fall asleep. She reluctantly got up and crossed the hallway to knock on Lu Sui's door opposite.
"Lu Sui, Lu Sui." After knocking with no response, she called out softly twice.
Just as she was thinking Lu Sui must have fallen asleep but still unwilling to give up, she gathered her emotions and knocked twice more, choking up, "Lu Sui, I had a nightmare, and my wound hurts so much I can't sleep."
Still no movement. Wu Mangmang yawned, feeling a bit sleepy again, and was about to turn away when the door opened.
Wu Mangmang was an expert at playing pitiful. She reached out both hands to grab Lu Sui's pajamas, pressing her face against him. "I'm scared."
"I'll have Annie stay with you." Lu Sui gently pushed Wu Mangmang's shoulders away.
Afraid of aggravating her wound, Wu Mangmang didn't dare force it. She lowered her head and whispered, "I want to sleep with you. I'm scared. If you hadn't come today, I..."
Wu Mangmang, this little white lotus, had truly perfected her act, successfully climbing into Lu Sui's bed.
Lu Sui lay on his side with his back to Wu Mangmang, breathing evenly and deeply.
Wu Mangmang lay behind him with wide-open eyes, recalling what Lu Sui had said while checking her injuries and holding her face: "Why didn't they beat you into a pig's head?"
Anger was a good thing!
Wu Mangmang rubbed her face against Lu Sui's back, adopting an overly dramatic female lead tone: "I know you're angry with me, angry that I didn't take my safety seriously. The injury is on my body, but the pain is in your heart. You're upset that I acted recklessly without considering your feelings. What if I had just left like that? What would you do for the rest of your life, right?"
Wu Mangmang pressed her hand against Lu Sui's back, breathing in short, delicate gasps: "Sui, it's all my fault. Please don't be angry with me, okay? When you're angry with me, my heart feels like it's being stabbed. Hit me, scold me, whatever you want—just don't ignore me."
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