Several hours later, the party was over. Only a few people remained at the banquet hall. Shen Zichen drove Li Xiuying back to the penthouse she shared with her sister. She was dead tired from the event and had already fallen asleep in Shen Zichen’s passenger seat.

“Ying,” Shen Zichen gently shook her shoulder to wake her up. “We’re here.” 

But Li Xiuying swatted his hand and turned to her side and continued to sleep. 

Sighing to himself, Shen Zichen picked her up and locked his car before stepping inside the elevator with Su Ling and Song Zexi who were holding their Miss’s shoes and forgotten handbag. He adjusted Li Xiuying in his arms and let Su Ling push the button for the penthouse.

“Thank you,” he politely thanked Su Ling, which the man appreciated. 

Seeing him like this, Su Ling couldn’t help but compare his Miss Ying’s husband to this Young Master Shen. 

Li Xiuying groaned as the elevator moved up but didn’t wake up. The long day must have exhausted her and her pregnancy was starting to take a toll on her health. 

Su Ling unlocked the security on the penthouse and let Shen Zichen inside with Li Xiuying still in his arms. 

Song Zexi led him inside and opened Ying’s bedroom door, allowing Shen Zichen to tuck Li Xiuying on her bed. 

“Young Master Shen, thank you for helping Miss Ying.” Song Zexi bowed her head once they stepped outside Li Xiuying’s room. 

Shen Zichen nodded but didn’t say anything. However, he clearly remembered that Li Xiuying would be leaving in a week. 

“Ying told me she will be leaving soon to follow Chuntao. Are you going to go with her?” He asked out of curiosity. 

Song Zexi shared a knowing look with Su Ling before nodding her head. 

“Yes,” she affirmed, “It was Miss Chuntao’s request and we will be going anywhere our Miss goes,” 

“Then that’s good. I wouldn’t have to worry about her welfare as long as the two of you are with her.” 

Ah, why… why couldn’t it be him? Song Zexi cried in her heart. Why couldn’t her miss choose Young Master Shen instead of that scumbag of a husband? However, she knew well that one’s heart cannot be forced to love someone. 

Their conversation was disrupted when the phone inside Li Xiuying’s handbag rang, disturbing the peace of the night. 

Song Zexi excused herself and took the phone out to see if it was their Miss Chuntao who was calling. Their Miss Chuntao had been consistent these past few nights, calling Li Xiuying to check on her. 

However, checking the caller ID, she frowned when she saw that it was Mu Jianyu who was calling their Miss. 

“Who is it? Is it Miss Chuntao?” Su Ling asked, noticing the awkwardness in the atmosphere when she checked the caller ID. 

Instead of answering his question, Song Zexi turned the screen towards him and Shen Zichen to show who it was. The good mood between the two men vanished as they stared at Li Xiuying’s phone, which was still ringing in Song Zexi’s hand. 

“What does he want now? Did he change his mind now that Miss Ying is willing to divorce him?” Su Ling frowned. If Mu Jianyu wasn’t his Miss’s husband, he would have taught the bastard a good lesson already. 

“Give it to me,” Shen Zichen demanded, extending his arm with his hand open to receive Ying’s phone. 

Song Zexi didn’t immediately give him the phone. She hesitated. Her eyes then moved towards Li Xiuying’s door and back to his face before she decided to comply with his demand. 

The phone continued to ring as she placed it on Shen Zichen’s hand. Shen Zichen noted the weakness of security on Li Xiuying’s phone and made a mental note to remind her about it later. He easily guessed the six digit pin on her phone and swiped the screen to accept the call. He then put it on a loudspeaker so both of Ying’s bodyguards would know what Mu Jianyu wanted from her. 

“Ying, are you free tomorrow? Let’s talk,” Mu Jianyu said without confirming first if it was his wife who answered his call. 

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Mu but Ying wouldn’t be free to meet you tomorrow,” came Shen Zichen icy response. 

The moment Mu Jianyu heard his voice, he immediately hit the break of his car, making a loud screeching sound on the road. He was confused for a moment, not sure if he had heard it wrong. He took his phone from his pocket, making sure it was Ying’s number he had dialed earlier. 

Confirming that he didn’t make a mistake, his blood boiled in anger. He gritted his teeth. Why was Shen Zichen answering his wife’s phone? What was he doing with her at this ungodly hour? Did Shen Zichen seduce his wife? 

“Shen Zichen! What have you done to my wife?!” He yelled at his phone. 

“Your wife?” Shen Zichen chuckled in amusement. “Why don’t I correct you, Mu Jianyu? Shouldn’t you be calling her your ex-wife?” 

Mu Jianyu knew he was right but he couldn’t bring it to himself to call the woman who had been his wife for the past years, his ex-wife. At that moment, he realized that he wasn’t ready to let her go or to lose her to Shen Zichen. 

“Y-you..” 

“What? Are you mad? So what if I’m with Ying right now? What is it to you, ex-husband?” Shen Zichen continued to taunt him much to Su Ling and Song Zexi’s shock.. They never thought that Young Master Shen could speak in such a derogatory tone.