Divorced With a Child, She Makes Her Billionaire Ex Jealous at an Art Show

The French-style rose quail on the dining table had gone completely cold. The layer of congealed white fat looked just like the makeup on Shen Zhiyi’s face: immaculate, yet stiff and lifeless.

The vintage clock on the wall had just chimed midnight.

The phone beside her lit up right on cue, its icy blue glow making Shen Zhiyi squint.

The sender was listed as “Assistant Lin.”

[Ma’am, Miss Su’s flight has been delayed. President Fu is still at Terminal 3 to meet her, so he may not make it back tonight.]

No greeting, no apology, just business as usual.

Shen Zhiyi stared at the character “Su” for two seconds.

Su Manyu, Fu Xiuyuan’s white moonlight, the precious darling who had supposedly gone to Paris to pursue her artistic dreams, had finally decided to come back.