Zhong Ce was agile and quick in his movements. He swiftly climbed out of bed, knelt, and crawled towards Cheng Susu. After closing the distance in just a few moves, he placed one hand on her shoulder and, with a swift motion, swung his long leg over to sit directly on top of her.

The posture was suggestive and full of implications…

Cheng Susu suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and silently turned her face away.

But in the next second, Zhong Ce, who was fully committed to the dramatic scene, turned her face back towards him.

She was now forced to engage in an intimate gaze with him, as if they were deeply in love.

Cheng Susu bit her lip: “…”

Damn, she really wanted to hit him!

“Honey.” Zhong Ce, at this moment, was no longer “whining.”

He grinned, his smile bright like a blooming flower. His sharp black eyes gleamed with intelligence as he confidently strutted down the path of subtle mockery, “You won’t even dare speak harshly to me. Who is she, how dare she yell at me so brazenly?”

“Your wife’s being bullied. You handle it.”

After saying this, he cast a cold, disdainful glance at Cheng Susu and snorted.

Cheng Susu’s lips twitched, and she looked at him with a complicated expression, watching him continue his performance.

The Oscars really owed him a little golden statuette.

On the other end of the phone, Zhu Linyun never imagined that “Cheng Susu” would be so shameless. She gritted her teeth, her face twisted with anger.

“Cheng Susu, stop slandering me.”

The phone was on speaker.

In the quiet bedroom, Cheng Susu could clearly feel the grievance, resentment, and hatred in Zhu Linyun’s voice as she was wrongly accused.

But so what?

She couldn’t possibly win against Zhong Ce.

Zhong Ce stopped smiling and his eyes reddened in an instant, “She’s yelling at me again!”

Zhu Linyun: “…”

She was choking on anger, about to cry from frustration.

“Honey, you have to understand, women who call men late at night to flirt are all fox spirits.” Zhong Ce didn’t care whether she cried or not. He quickly changed the subject. His words were clearly aimed at Cheng Susu, but were secretly mocking Zhu Linyun, “Some people just want to use non-blood-related relatives, trying to snatch what doesn’t belong to them, pushing themselves to be a mistress.”

“Learn from your mistakes. Didn’t you almost fall for her last time?”

Zhong Ce sneered, “And she dares to call again? What a thick skin.”

This was all said through Cheng Susu’s identity.

If it were him, he would have just coldly dismissed it with a simple “please respect yourself,” but “please respect yourself” didn’t sound very imposing.

It was much more exciting to tear things out in the open, exposing the conflict!

Even if Zhu Linyun was slow to catch on, she could hear the humiliation hidden in “Cheng Susu’s” words.

She wanted to hang up quickly.

But her anger was still burning, full of fury.

Her rage consumed all her reason, and for a moment, she naively thought that Cheng Susu was just trying to irritate her. In reality, Zhong Ce wasn’t even with Cheng Susu. Yes, he couldn’t be with her. Otherwise, why had he not spoken at all? With this thought, Zhu Linyun gained some confidence. She sneered, “Cheng Susu, do you enjoy putting on this little show by yourself?”

Oh, she still had some fight in her.

Zhong Ce raised his eyebrow and, as if watching a play, handed the phone to Cheng Susu.

The warm yellow light slanted over the bed.

Cheng Susu realized that he had been waiting for her to arrive. She had just watched a spectacular performance, and now she was benefiting from it. She took the phone, tilted her head, and smirked, “If you don’t like being blocked, why are you still so angry?”

She paused, her smile deepening.

“Come to bed.” Cheng Susu mimicked him, “Baby.”

Zhong Ce was stunned for a moment.

But Zhong Ce was who he was—he wouldn’t be shaken by such a small surprise. After only two seconds of silence, he quickly reacted, diving into Cheng Susu’s arms like a fired cannonball, twisting and rubbing against her, “Okay, honey, you’re the best, mwah!”

“…”

What the hell was that?!

Cheng Susu was so startled that she nearly dropped the phone, hanging up in a hurry.

She tossed the phone onto the bed, but then her expression stiffened. Blushing, she instinctively placed her hand on Zhong Ce’s twisting waist.

Young men often have uncontrollable physical reactions. The summer pajamas were thin, and with a girl on top of him, rubbing against him without realizing the danger, it was no surprise that the fire would spark.

Cheng Susu furrowed her brows, gritting her teeth, “Stop moving.”

And just as she said that, Zhong Ce obediently stopped moving.

He raised his gaze and examined his own face up close.

Oh, he really was handsome.

Then, gradually, his smug expression began to crack.

He felt… well… yeah…