When Wen Zhouyuan got married, Feng Feng had already given up on any unrealistic fantasies about him.
She didn't know much about Wen Zhouyuan and his wife's love story, only seeing his wife's photo in the class group chat, and knew nothing about how they met and fell in love.
Now that they were divorced, she understood even less about the twists and turns. However, after Wen Zhouyuan decided to divorce, he contacted her, a behavior that was truly uncomfortable.
Did he think that after so many years, she was still waiting for him?
Or, did he suddenly feel he had wronged her unrequited love back then and now wanted to show her some kindness?
Birthday gift...
Feng Feng smiled, so he still remembered her birthday.
Because of Wen Zhouyuan's calls and messages, Feng Feng sat on the yoga mat in the living room for a long time, her mind constantly flashing back to past memories. The childish and innocent actions of those years made her chuckle when she recalled them.
Later, the sound of a password lock opening interrupted her thoughts. Feng Feng looked up and saw Shen Su arriving.
He walked in familiarly, turned, and changed into his slippers. Feng Feng asked, "Don't you have an engagement?"
"It ended early." Shen Su took off his suit jacket and walked to the yoga mat. "Are you doing yoga?"
Feng Feng replied, "Mm, nothing to do tonight."
Shen Su also sat down, flipped over, and skillfully pinned her onto the mat, smiling somewhat mischievously, "It seems we haven't tried the yoga mat yet."
He got straight to the point. With their bodies pressed together so closely, Feng Feng could already feel his arousal. It had only been three or four minutes since he entered.
His feelings always came on quickly, and Feng Feng often marveled at his amazing physical condition.
"My mat is expensive," Feng Feng pushed him, "Let's go to the sofa."
"I'll buy you a new one." Shen Su was determined to have his way on the yoga mat, and with a few swift movements, he pulled off her yoga pants, and a passionate encounter ensued.
Shen Su was kissing Feng Feng's neck when suddenly her phone rang. The screen displayed [Wen Zhouyuan sent a message].
Shen Su narrowed his eyes, grabbed her waist with one hand, and reached for the phone with the other.
Feng Feng grabbed his arm, "What are you doing?"
"Your phone rang, aren't you going to check it?" Shen Su said, "I'll get it for you."
"No need." Feng Feng snatched the phone and threw it aside, "Focus."
Shen Su smiled meaningfully, then switched to using both hands to grip her waist, lifting her from the yoga mat and placing her on his lap.
Feng Feng gasped, tilting her head back, her tailbone trembling.
Every time they finished, it was past midnight. Feng Feng was accustomed to this situation. After lying down for a few minutes, she went to take a shower, ignoring Shen Su.
Hearing Feng Feng close the bathroom door, Shen Su picked up her phone again.
The moment Shen Su picked it up, the phone rang again, still a message from Wen Zhouyuan.
Shen Su, with a stern expression, entered Feng Feng's phone password and opened WeChat. The screen was already on her chat history with Wen Zhouyuan.
They had just added each other as friends and had only exchanged a few messages. Shen Su quickly finished reading them.
[It's me.]
[Your birthday gift, I asked Lan Lan to bring it back.]
[I'm in the process of getting a divorce.]
[Rest early.]
[I talked to Lan Lan for a long time, she said your work is going well, I'm very happy.]
[Can we meet once things settle down on my end?]
The last two messages were the most recent ones he had sent.
Judging by the chat history, Feng Feng hadn't replied very warmly, but the sender's intentions were clear: birthday gifts, divorce, and wanting to meet, all indicating a desire to "reconcile" with Feng Feng.
Shen Su had heard about Feng Feng and Wen Zhouyuan from Gu Song before, but after learning that Wen Zhouyuan was married with children, he hadn't delved deeper into his information.
In his understanding, Feng Feng wouldn't go back to an ex, nor would she get entangled with a married man.
But now... she had added Wen Zhouyuan on WeChat, what did that mean?
Given her personality, if she truly had no intention of interacting with someone, she would never add them as a friend. The fact that she did meant she already had the thought of "getting back together."
Thinking of this, Shen Su's expression immediately turned grim, his grip tightening on her phone, his teeth clenched.
"What are you doing with my phone?" Feng Feng came out after a quick shower and saw her phone in Shen Su's hand, the screen still lit. Feng Feng immediately showed a displeased expression and reached out to snatch it.
However, Shen Su's grip was too strong for her to get it back.
And Shen Su rarely saw such obvious emotions on Feng Feng's face, which further provoked him. He asked with a smile, "Afraid I'll see your little secret?"
Feng Feng's face darkened further, and her tone turned cold, "Give it back to me."
Her current cold demeanor was so different from her earlier flushed state as she sat on him, it was hard to believe they were the same person.
And all of this was because he had looked at her phone and seen her chat records with that man. Shen Su's smile widened, but a storm brewed within his beautiful pupils.
He chuckled lightly and tossed the phone back to Feng Feng. After picking it up, Feng Feng saw the chat window with Wen Zhouyuan. She pursed her lips, her expression becoming even more serious.
Shen Su, however, asked her, "Who is Wen Zhouyuan?"
"How do you know my phone password?" Feng Feng asked back instead of answering.
Shen Su smiled without replying. He had actually known Feng Feng's phone password for a long time. They often spent nights together over the past year, and she would lie beside him playing with her phone. His observation and memory were extraordinary; after just a few times, he had memorized her phone password.
Shen Su had never secretly gone through her phone before. If he hadn't seen Wen Zhouyuan's name today, he wouldn't have bothered unlocking it.
Although Shen Su didn't answer, Feng Feng already had the answer in her heart. She locked her phone screen and said to Shen Su, "You can leave."
"Leave? Leave where?" Shen Su pulled her onto the sofa, encircling her in his arms. "You haven't answered my question yet. Who is Wen Zhouyuan? Why did he send you a gift, and why is he reporting his divorce to you?"
"It's none of your business who he is, this is my privacy."
The name Wen Zhouyuan was considered Feng Feng's sore spot. Even Lin Mei and Lan Lan rarely mentioned this name directly in front of her.
Shen Su had even less right to ask. He was merely someone she used to satisfy her physical needs, so where did he get the right to question her like this?
"Privacy?" Shen Su laughed angrily, pinching her chin. "When you were moaning and groaning under me just now, why didn't you talk about privacy?"
These words were disrespectful and a stark contrast to Shen Su's usual behavior. He was happy to cooperate with some dirty talk in bed to spice things up, but changing the context made it different.
"Shen Su, you've overstepped," Feng Feng said calmly without raising her voice, which was not her style. "You have no right to inquire about my private affairs. That's all there is to it. Let me go, get out of my house, and we're done."