In the luxurious and exquisite bathroom.

Sun Zhe was comfortably lying in the bathtub soaking in hot water, his head tilted back and eyes squinted, his face full of enjoyment.

Fang Ruoxue brought a stool and sat by the bathtub, scrubbing Sun Zhe while cursing in her heart.

Since she was young, it was always others serving her.

Today was the first time she served someone like this!

Even more outrageous, it was in her bathtub!

"You little bastard, I’ll tolerate you for now... Sooner or later, I’ll tear you to pieces!"

While fantasizing about various ways to kill Sun Zhe in her mind, she unknowingly increased the force she was using, scrubbing until Sun Zhe felt pain.

"Hiss..."

Sun Zhe took a sharp breath and suddenly turned to look at her.

"Wh-what’s wrong?"

Fang Ruoxue’s body trembled, chilled by his gaze, and she carefully asked, "Was I too rough?"

Sun Zhe smiled and asked, "How about trying it in the tub?"

Hearing this, Fang Ruoxue’s face flushed red, "Better not, we haven’t... ah!"

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Sun Zhe pulled her into the tub, turning her into a drowned rat.

But she didn’t struggle or scream; instead, she leaned against Sun Zhe’s chest.

Because she knew very well that she couldn’t escape Sun Zhe’s clutches, and rather than struggle in vain, it was better to go along, suffering less torment this way.

And deep down inside, something she didn’t even dare admit to herself was — the complete release after last night’s deluge was quite memorable.

"Young guys like you, one by one, not very old, but playing quite a few tricks."

Sun Zhe laughed, "Do you like these tricks?"

Fang Ruoxue snorted coldly, her starry eyes penetratingly cold, "It’s just so-so."

Sun Zhe said nothing more, his large hand mischievously reaching down to her skirt’s zipper, gently pulling it down, while slowly leaning forward to kiss those vivid red lips.

It was like a freshly picked strawberry, ripe and enticing, making one salivate at a glance.

Fang Ruoxue frowned slightly, a hint of disgust in her eyes, hurriedly turning her face away, saying, "No kissing, I can’t accept that."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe lifted her chin with his other hand, turning her beautiful face directly towards him, softly saying, "You’re willing to help me everywhere else, but not a kiss? I haven’t even felt you’re a burden, yet you’re despising me?"

"I..."

Fang Ruoxue hesitated, speechless.

Sun Zhe’s tone deepened slightly, "I’ve kept my word, doing my best to heal your husband, so can’t you just go along with it? What’s the point of being so coy?"

Fang Ruoxue sighed silently, filled with helplessness, closing her beautiful eyes, and quietly enduring the disgust as she waited.

After a while.

When Sun Zhe really invaded her delicate mouth, she didn’t feel disgust; instead, there was a strange sensation, and her body gradually began to heat up, with hormones hidden deep inside her seemingly erupting uncontrollably.

Those starry eyes, cold and piercing, also gradually became hazy and dreamy.

"Forget it, I’ll just think of it as hiring a young gigolo with my own money to serve me every day."

She comforted herself this way in her heart, proactively wrapping her arms around Sun Zhe’s neck.

...

In the living room on the first floor of the Fang Family villa.

Fang Jiayun was dozing on the sofa, occasionally checking the Patek Philippe watch worth over a million on her wrist, feeling inexplicably agitated, as if something bad was about to happen.

"It’s already past midnight, why isn’t it over yet?"

"How long is it going to take?"

"..."

Muttering to herself, she suddenly recalled the strange noises she heard last night outside Fang Ruoxue’s bedroom door, and a bold suspicion arose in her heart.

So she got up sneakily, heading upstairs with determination to the bedroom door.

"I hope last night was just my imagination."

"Actually, it’s impossible when you think about it, right? What kind of person is my mom? How could she possibly be with someone like Sun Zhe, that country bumpkin..."

"Last night must’ve been mom crying because of dad, which is why she spoke in such a discontinuous tone."

Fang Jiayun tried to convince herself internally and pressed her ear to the door to listen for a while, but heard nothing, inexplicably feeling a sigh of relief.

"Knock, knock, knock."

So she no longer snuck around, directly reaching out to knock on the door, asking, "Mom, how’s dad?"

However, there was no response from inside.

She grasped the doorknob, twisting it tentatively, finding it wasn’t locked, so she slowly pushed the door open and peered inside.

With just one glance, she saw Zhou Yao on the bed, but saw no sign of Sun Zhe or Fang Ruoxue.

She suddenly felt relieved, a smile appearing on her face as she inwardly sighed that it was indeed just her imagination.

"Where is everyone? Could they have left while I was dozing?"

Curious, Fang Jiayun entered the room, intending to check on Zhou Yao’s condition, but just then, she heard the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Immediately after, she heard the suppressed yet passionate cries of Fang Ruoxue clearly echoing in her ears.

The sound seemed like crying, yet carried a hint of coquettish charm, quite pleasing to the ear, but in Fang Jiayun’s ears, it was like a demon’s chant piercing her brain.

In an instant, Fang Jiayun was thunderstruck, frozen in place, her delicate body trembling.

After a long while, she regained her senses, holding her breath, slowly edging closer to the bathroom.

Before long.

She saw a scene she found hard to believe, or perhaps hard to accept!

In the bathroom.

The two figures were both blurred and clear.

It was none other than her mother Fang Ruoxue and Sun Zhe!

Fang Ruoxue was soaking wet, as if bathed in water, her tight dress had been lifted to her waist, the neckline pulled down, exposing two proud and full curves, pressed into large circles against the frosted glass of the bathroom door, the crimson centers strikingly akin to winter plums in snow.

A strong figure stuck tight behind Fang Ruoxue, one hand gripping her slender waist, the other tugging at her hair, relentlessly thrusting like a tireless perpetual motion machine.

Seeing Fang Ruoxue, who was under Sun Zhe’s assault, shaking her head, tossing her hair wildly, occasionally turning to demand kisses from Sun Zhe behind her, she looked incredibly wild, completely different from the usual aloof and noble Chairman Fang. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"H-how could this happen?"

"How could mom be with someone like him..."

For a moment, Fang Jiayun only felt her heart shatter, the world turning blank.

She couldn’t believe it, that the distinguished Chairman of Celestial Snow Commerce, Yang City’s top ten ice queen, would willingly engage in such acts with a country bumpkin like Sun Zhe.

She wanted to stop the pair, and then loudly demand answers, but she lacked the courage to actually do so, her whole body felt frozen.

"He must be using dad’s situation to threaten mom, my mom chose to be with him to save dad... Yes, that’s definitely it!"

"Sun Zhe, you bastard!"

"Just you wait!"

"..."