Chapter 467: 467, Married Tribe

This club is high-end, one of the top-notch brand chain stores in Nancheng.

The interior is designed in pink, warm and romantic with a faint fragrance of rose essential oil in the air, to the soft music playing in the background and the staff bustling around. It’s indeed a great place to relax.

Su Wanwan rarely comes to such places. She chose this place thinking the other two women would like it. Unexpectedly, when she changed her clothes and came out, she found Mo Weiyi sitting there completely dressed.

“Why didn’t you change your clothes?”

The clothes provided by the club are pretty conservative, like a robe, exposing only the neckline and collarbone.

And all those milling around inside the club were women.

Mo Weiyi, being such a flirt, surely wouldn’t be this shy.

After coughing twice, Mo Weiyi said, “I won’t do it, I’ll just accompany you guys.”

Su Wanwan: “…”

Her beautiful phoenix-like eyes stared straight at Mo Weiyi, making her feel guilty. “What are you looking at?”

Su Wanwan walked over then suddenly reached out her hand.

Mo Weiyi didn’t see it coming, her dress top was pulled open right away.

There was a bruising mark on her slender, fair neck.

Being a married woman, Su Wanwan knew at a glance what had happened.

She let go, narrowed her eyes, and asked, “I thought you were giving him the cold shoulder?”

Mo Weiyi did not answer: “…”

Annoyed, Su Wanwan poked Mo Weiyi’s forehead, “So you’ve been giving him the cold shoulder by doing that sort of thing and staying out all night? Well done, Mo Xiaose!”

“…” Mo Weiyi continued to keep silent.

She was definitely feeling guilty.

Because not only did nothing happen last night, she was bullied quite badly…

“No dignity!” Su Wanwan spat out, didn’t want to have anything to do with her, turned around and walked into the private room.

**

In the private room, Su Wanwan and Shi Huan were each lying on soft beds.

Having been desk-bound recently, her shoulder was a bit stiff. It was rare to relax, so after a while, Su Wanwan half-closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep comfortably.

Mo Weiyi came in soon after, but just sat on the sofa in the corner, reading a magazine.

After the massage, they started putting on facial masks.

The room was very quiet, and was almost about to drift off to sleep, until a ringtone suddenly interrupted the tranquility.

Su Wanwan and Mo Weiyi responded at the same time, scrambling to find their phones and realized…

It was Shi Huan’s phone ringing.

“Chu Xiuhuang?”

Xiuhuang hurried over the phone, “When will you come back to take care of me?”

Shi Huan frowned, “Chu Xiuhuang, it’s the weekend. I already told you, I’ll prepare dinner and bring it to the hospital in the evening.”

“I regret it.”

Shi Huan was taken aback.

“The hospital is too boring, little Huanhuan, come back and keep me company.” Chu Xiuhuang played the child.

Shi Huan was helpless, “Chu Xiuhuang, I told you, I can only go there in the evening, I am outside now.”

“Outside? With whom? Doing what?”

After a thought, Shi Huan decided to tell the truth, “With Miss Mo and Mrs. Huo.”

“Damn, when did you get so close to them?”

At this moment, the masseuse came over and squeezed her calf.

The grip was quite strong, and Shi Huan couldn’t help it, crying out in pain, “Hiss!”

“Does it hurt?” the masseuse asked.

“A bit, can you be gentle?” Shi Huan said weakly.

“Sorry.” The masseuse relaxed her grip.

“What did you say? A bit hurt? Be gentle? Who should be gentle?” Chu Xiuhuang’s roaring voice came over the phone.

Frowning, Shi Huan replied, “I’m having a massage.”

“A massage?” Chu Xiuhuang didn’t believe it, “Really?”

That voice… doesn’t it sound like… when a man does that… asking to be gentle?

He blurted out, “Are you messing around with another man?”

“Chu Xiuhuang!” Shi Huan’s voice was low, “I am in a club having a massage with Miss Mo and Mrs. Huo.”

“Take a picture and let me see.”

“What kind of picture?”

“Guess?”

Shi Huan glanced at Mo Weiyi.

She was reading a magazine, her pretty face dainty and picturesque. Could it be… Chu Xiuhuang wanted to see Mo Weiyi?

“But Miss Mo is reading a maga…”

“What Miss Mo, I want to see you!” Chu Xiuhuang yelled, irritated by this silly secretary!

“Me?” Shi Huan was confused, What was there to see in her?

“Yeah, take a selfie and show me, otherwise I won’t believe you.”

Shi Huan: “…”

She suddenly felt Chu Xiuhuang was acting like a child.

Too childish!

“Hurry up, take a pic so I can see. Did you hear that? Hmm?” Chu Xiuhuang kept urging over the phone.

With no other choice, Shi Huan answered, “Alright.”

She hung up the phone, took her cell, snapped a selfie of her face covered with seaweed mud mask and immediately sent it over.

“Chu, do you believe me now?”

Chu then sent a few words, [truely fucking ugly.]

Shi Huan: “…”

She wanted to curse.

She didn’t want to talk to him anymore!

Shi Huan immediately revoked the photo and put down her phone.

After thinking about it, she simply picked it up again and turned it off.

Finally, the world was quiet.

**

On the other end of the phone, in the hospital bed, Chu Xiuhuang leaned against the head of the bed, his eyebrows raised and his eyes full of smiles.

Ha ha ha.

Did she think that he could not see the picture anymore once she revoked it?

He had already saved that selfie swiftly.

In the photo, Shi Huan was wearing a pink robe from the clubhouse, lying in bed, with her hair all wrapped up in a pink scarf, and her face covered with a kind of eerie green mask, thick, with only eyes and mouth visible.

She was truly hideous!

Seeing that Shi Huan was not responding, Chu Xiuhuang quickly sent another message, [I suddenly want to eat dumplings tonight, can you make it? I want pork and cabbage.]

Ever since Shi Huan cooked for him, Chu Xiuhuang found that he liked her cooking skills.

Light, clean, tasty, and full of love…

Who would have thought Secretary Shi, apart from being pretty and competent, can also cook such delicious dishes!

Other than her being cold and always opposing him, she actually qualifies as a good wife.

Chu Xiuhuang had a wonderful week.

However…

Why is this secretary not responding again?

He picked up his phone and called her, but…

“Sorry, the phone you are trying to call is switched off.”

What the fuck!

Switched off?

Chu Xiuhuang’s handsome face twitched slightly, and a surge of fury rushed up, which he simply couldn’t suppress.

Out of control, he immediately got up.

**

Meanwhile, in the clubhouse.

Mo Weiyi’s phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Ling Zhizhou.

Only then did Mo Weiyi remember that she had forgotten to reply to his WeChat message.

Looking at the two people still lying there enjoying themselves, she got up and went outside to answer the call.

“Senior sister? Are you okay?” Ling Zhizhou asked with concern. “I couldn’t get through your phone, I thought something had happened to you.”

“No, I lost my phone, sorry, I just bought a new one.”

“Oh, I see.” Ling Zhizhou smiled. “Senior sister, are you still coming to watch the play this afternoon?”

“Um, sorry, I can’t make it, because I’m at the clubhouse with a friend.”

“I see, no problem, I’ll ask you next time when I get a chance.”

“Alright.”

Ling Zhizhou’s reaction was quite normal. Mo Weiyi shook her head, thinking she must have overthought it.

After hanging up the phone and about to return, she suddenly heard someone calling, “Tian Ye.”

Mo Weiyi turned her head to look.

Sure enough, Tian Ye was walking in from outside with a woman.

The woman was wearing a black coat, paired with a white inner shirt and a matching white scarf. Her makeup was exquisite and her dress was well considered.

Feeling that someone was watching her, Tian Ye quickly turned her head and looked over, only to be somewhat stunned.

“Tian Ye?”

The woman at her side also looked over. When she saw Mo Weiyi’s beautiful face, she was clearly surprised as well, “Do you know Miss Mo?”

After all, everyone in the upper class knew Mo Weiyi.

But Tian Ye whose family was just ordinary, how come she knows Mo Weiyi?

Tian Ye smiled, “I’ll come find you later.”

“Alright.”

Mo Weiyi was standing there, watching her friend leave, and then Tian Ye came to her.

“Miss Mo, what a coincidence?”

Mo Weiyi hooked up a light smile, “Yeah, such a coincidence.”

“I’m sorry about last time, for the misunderstanding.”

“What thing?” Mo Weiyi tilted her head, “Do you mean the time you took his clothes sneakily when my husband was not paying attention? Or maybe…”

She elongated her voice, seeming arrogant, “the time you pretended my husband was your boyfriend?”

An awkward expression quickly surfaced on Tian Ye’s face.

After a brief silence, she said, “Miss Mo, I just wanted to say that last time in the office, I really just wanted to help him hang up his clothes.”

“Is that so?” Mo Weiyi continued with her smile, “No matter, anyway, my husband has already thrown away that piece of clothing.”

Thrown away?

Tian Ye’s pupils contracted slightly.