chapter 1

The farce happened when I went to the company to look for Zhou Mu.

The moment the elevator doors slid open-

Curses burst out, tangled with the sounds of blows and scuffling.

It was Aunt Song’s voice.

“Zhou Mu is already married, why did you come back!?”

“Your mother stole Zhou Mu’s father, and now you’re back to steal my son too?”

“You bitch!”

It was the first time I’d ever seen Aunt Song, who had been so proper and dignified all her life, lose control like this.

And Zhou Mu was holding the woman in his arms in a death grip.

As if he were shielding some priceless treasure.

I opened my mouth, wanting to call out to him: “Zhou-”

Someone suddenly shoved me. My arm slammed into the edge of a table, and the unfinished name turned into a cry of pain. “Ah!”

Zhou Mu looked over at me and instantly let go of the woman in his arms, as if he were about to come help me up.

But in the next second, he saw the potted succulent Aunt Song had grabbed at random.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned back and shielded that girl again.

The flowerpot smashed down squarely onto his head.

The moment the blood started dripping from Zhou Mu’s scalp, the noise around us erupted.

I heard Aunt Song calling his name in heartbroken distress: “Little Mu!”

The girl in his arms spoke with a sob in her voice: “Are you okay, Ah Mu?”

And Zhou Mu’s reply, as light as a sigh:

“As long as you’re okay…”