Su Ruobai felt gloomy throughout the meal, but she didn't show it, so Wen Wannian naturally didn't notice.

After dinner, Wen Wannian once again suggested taking a walk in the nearby mall to aid digestion before driving back home.

The shopping malls near the French restaurant are all large-scale malls, both spacious and luxurious, which the average household definitely cannot afford to consume.

The air conditioning inside the shopping mall was set to a high level. After browsing for a while, Su Ruobai felt a bit chilly and unconsciously rubbed her arms that were only covered by a thin shirt.

In a blink of an eye, a suit jacket was draped over his shoulders.

Although the suit is not thick, it blocks most of the cold air. The faint scent of cologne wafts into the nostrils, smelling quite pleasant.

Su Ruobai sniffled and murmured softly, "Thank you."

"Shall we go back?" Wen Wannian stared at his face. "Your cheeks look a little pale. Are you tired?"

"Fortunately... when not mentioned, he feels a bit exhausted as soon as it is brought up."

"If you're tired, you must speak up," said Wen Wannian suddenly with a calm voice. "I have no other intentions towards you. I've also mentioned before that I'll give you everything I can, be a good husband, and you don't have to be so cautious."

If Su Ruobai had heard this remark yesterday, she might have sneered and retorted.

But now, he inexplicably felt a sense of relief, so much so that tears welled up.

Like a little bird that has flown its whole life, suddenly finding a sturdy big tree, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, able to make a nest and provide shelter from wind and rain.

Possibly feeling really tired, Su Ruobai suggested going home. Exhausted, he didn't notice the fleeting glimmer in Wen Wannian's eyes when he mentioned "home" again.

Returning to their small villa, it was already eight o'clock. Su Ruobai freshened up and prepared to go to bed.

Today he was too tired and had no leisurely thoughts to do anything else.

It seemed as though Wen Wannian could sense his exhaustion, so she reminded him to rest early. Tonight, he was still at home, sleeping in the neighboring guest room.

Su Ruobai slept peacefully that night.

In the room next door, the dim light illuminated a computer screen emitting a faint glow, reflecting the man's exceptionally indifferent face.

On the screen, large black title letters in Song font catch the eye — [Personal Information].

The man furrowed his eyebrows slightly after scanning through it hastily.

He believed more in what he saw himself than in the information written on paper.

Su Ruobai is completely different from the person I knew. If there wasn't enough evidence to prove that there was only one Su Ruobai in the world, I would have actually suspected that my little wife had been swapped.

Thinking about the appearance of the little wife's sharp-tongued remarks, the words "timid as a mouse" on the profile were particularly ironic.

This electronic data was investigated by someone capable, and there will be no mistakes. Besides the description of the personality being completely different from the person himself, there was one other thing that made the man slightly narrow his eyes.

- Su Ruobai and Ouyang Liancheng were once lovers.

The above clearly indicates the duration of their relationship, even though it's short. However, various signs indicate that their relationship is not ordinary.

Wen Wannian squinted his eyes and reached out to take off his gold-rimmed glasses.

In those misty and enigmatic pupils that were filled with a dense fog, there emanated an endless sense of indifference and aloofness.

Lover? Not necessarily.

He is a lawyer who has always emphasized the importance of evidence.

Shangcheng's group coincidentally ran into Ouyang Liancheng and Su Qiaoqiao at the gym. Faced with Su Qiaoqiao's provocative remarks, Su Ruobai remained unperturbed.

Is it really possible to do this in front of my ex-lover whom I still have feelings for?

If it's true, then it means they were never lovers before.

"If it's fake..."

His little wife seemed to be hiding her emotions too deeply.