The act of looking through someone else's phone without permission is immoral.
But—
She was genuinely curious about who was incessantly messaging her husband.
Especially after that night they ate skewers, when Li Qianfan, to show his unwavering love for his Black Belt wife, voluntarily gave her his unlock code.
"He's my husband, and I'm his wife."
"After searching for him for 26 years in this vast ocean of people, he's been desperately trying to find me for 21 years."
"Besides, he can also look through my phone anytime, anywhere, right?"
Having found so many justifications, Su Ziyu was about to unlock Li Qianfan's phone.
But she hesitated.
Doing so really felt immoral!
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
She grabbed her own phone and called Li Qianfan.
As soon as Li Qianfan's phone screen lit up, Su Ziyu quickly answered.
She asked in a hoarse voice, "Hello, wife, what guidance do you have for me in calling me?"
Su Ziyu, holding her own phone to her ear, said indifferently, "Your phone keeps dinging and dinging, it's so annoying."
She then held up Li Qianfan's phone and said in a gruff voice, "Wife, it's my fault. I am guilty, I deserve to die."
She then picked up her own phone again, her tone cold, "A death sentence can be commuted, but the crime cannot be escaped."
"Wife, spare my life, I'm willing to pay the price."
"What price will satisfy me?"
"How about this, I'll let you see my phone messages, alright?"
"Hmph!"
Su Ziyu gave an arrogant snort, "Does this wife of yours care?"
She quickly picked up Li Qianfan's phone again, "Wife, I beg you. Please, look at my phone!"
She then picked up her own phone, "Kid, you're the one begging me."
"Wife, heaven and earth can bear witness, I'm begging you to look at my phone."
"Alas, fine. Who made me, who never knew how to refuse you?"
Su Ziyu, feigning reluctance, ended the call with "Li Qianfan."
Then, with eagerness, she unlocked Li Qianfan's phone.
And then she saw the work group chat.
"So it's a work group. I thought it was some woman sending him harassing messages."
Su Ziyu was somewhat disappointed.
It had all been a waste of her brilliant performance just now.
After all, messages in a work group chat were nothing more than discussions about work.
But since she had already opened it, she might as well take a look.
Then she casually tapped it open.
And saw the video.
Although the video was still, it was clear that a woman in a short skirt and high heels was doing a leg raise against a table.
Su Ziyu blinked, "Can such an indecent video be posted in a work group chat?"
Confused, she clicked play.
The next second—
"Holy cow!"
This was Su Ziyu's first reaction upon seeing that the woman was Dai Paipai.
It was as if she had seen a ghost.
Dai Paipai was the CEO of Paipai Fashion.
But how could she post such an indecent video in a work group chat for so many people to see?
"This woman is completely indecent. I must not let Qianfan get close to her in the future, lest he be corrupted by her."
This was Su Ziyu's second reaction after her shock.
But soon.
Su Ziyu realized something, "That's not right. The person who posted this video is Zhao Lianjin. No matter how shameless Dai Paipai is, she wouldn't be so shameless as to let Zhao Lianjin film it and then post it in the group."
She recalled what Dai Paipai had said that day when she went to the hospital begging her to invest.
Suddenly.
Li Qianfan's voice came from behind her, "She was forced."
Su Ziyu, who was sitting on the floor mat with her back to the door, looking at her phone on the edge of the bed, trembled violently and quickly turned around.
Li Qianfan was standing behind her at some point.
Su Ziyu's small face instantly turned crimson.
She quickly put down Li Qianfan's phone and stammered, "When, when did you come in?"
Li Qianfan sat cross-legged on the floor mat and smiled, "When you called me, and I begged you to look at my phone."
Su Ziyu—
Felt like she had no face to live.
But why did she have no face to live?
It was all her husband's teasing!
Su Ziyu, suddenly enlightened, immediately bared her fangs and with a shove, pushed Li Qianfan down.
Li Qianfan was startled, "Wife, what are you doing?"
"What am I doing?"
Su Ziyu sneered, raised her leg, straddled his stomach, grabbed his collar with her left hand, and raised her right fist, "You brat, you dare to humiliate me. Do you want to die?"
"My virtuous wife, spare me!"
Li Qianfan quickly begged for mercy, "It was indeed me who begged you to look at my phone."
Under his eloquent pleas, the virtuous wife's raised right fist finally didn't fall.
"You know better, otherwise, I'll make you pay."
Confirming Li Qianfan was speaking the truth, Su Ziyu finally lowered her right fist and casually used her finger to lift his chin.
The bedroom door suddenly opened.
Ning Xiaolan, who had participated in interrogating Wuneng and others all night, finally finished her shift and returned home.
Seeing the prepared breakfast on the table but no one around, she instinctively pushed open the door to the second bedroom to see if her daughter was there.
Unexpectedly—
She witnessed her beloved daughter, dressed in a bathrobe, with her long legs so fair, straddling her beloved son-in-law's stomach, lifting his chin with her finger.
"Damn it, I guess I came at the wrong time."
Mother Lan cursed her own meddling hands after a moment of stunned silence. Why did she have to open the door to take a look?
And then Su Ziyu—
Finally realized that her posture with Li Qianfan was perhaps, maybe, not very appropriate.
It looked like she was taking the initiative.
She had no face!
"Mom!"
Su Ziyu's small face flushed red, and she let out a loud cry.
Li Qianfan was also speechless and could only smile sheepishly at Mother Lan.
"Huh?"
Ning Xiaolan raised her hand and scratched her ear, then turned back, "Did I just hear Ziyu calling me? Where did this girl go? She never closes her bedroom door, always making me trouble."
With a bang.
Mother Lan closed the door, then fiercely slapped her left hand with her right hand, and then scurried back to the master bedroom, determined not to come out looking for food as long as she wasn't starving.
Anyone with such a mother would find it troublesome.
Moreover, Ning Xiaolan's personality was a hundred times more overbearing than Su Ziyu's. Even if she did something wrong, Su Ziyu wouldn't dare to complain.
Otherwise—
Ning Xiaolan would definitely roll up her sleeves and say, "Where's Old Su's belt?"
"Mother Lan saw it, so what?"
Seeing his virtuous wife's shame and annoyance, Li Qianfan gently patted her tender and smooth leg with his left hand, "Anyway, I'm the husband you married, the horse you bought. I'm destined to be ridden by you, and beaten by you."
To resolve his virtuous wife's current embarrassment, Li Qianfan could only act more shamelessly.
"Take your damned hand off."
Su Ziyu raised her hand and slapped away Li Qianfan's left hand, quickly getting off him.
When driving, she could give this brat some benefits.
But in the bedroom—
If she let his damned hand continue to pat her, Su Black Belt might quickly surrender.
She had promised eighteen months, not a day less, or she would break his leg!
In fact, Li Qianfan was just getting a little bit of "purity" from her.
He had no impure thoughts at all.
After all, she was still young—
She didn't understand anything yet.
After Su Ziyu, flustered, escaped into the bathroom, Li Qianfan rolled over and sat up, leaning on the edge of the bed, and picked up his phone.
Looking at Zhao Lianjin's smug face in the video, Li Qianfan neither got angry nor sneered.
He knew very well why Zhao Lianjin was doing this.
"Dance, you're a dying person, how much longer can you dance?"
Li Qianfan thought to himself, then looked at Dai Paipai, who was leaning against the table, and frowned, a look of disgust appearing in his eyes.
He had clearly given this woman his backing!
Why would she still allow Zhao Lianjin to humiliate her like this?
With a ding, another message arrived.
It was a private message from Dai Paipai.
"Dad, did Zhao Lianjin dance well for me?"