Did Mrs. Sheng Got Divorced Today? - Chapter 4

Su Wanwu swore she wasn’t eavesdropping on purpose.

But she had a strong feeling Madam Sheng was about to badmouth her.

And as the saying goes—know your enemy, and never be defeated.

Gathering intel on the opposition? Absolutely necessary.

She trailed behind them quietly, watching as Madam Sheng pulled Sheng Pingzhou to the end of the hallway, her expression stern, clearly about to lecture him.

Good thing she had been “asleep” earlier.

Otherwise, Madam Sheng would have found a way to pin the blame on her again.

At the other end of the hallway, Madam Sheng stopped, frowning when she saw only her son.

“Where’s Su Wanwu? Is she planning to avoid me all day?”

Hiding in the shadows, Su Wanwu scoffed. See? The moment she opened her mouth, she was targeting her!

Sheng Pingzhou’s tone was indifferent. “She was worn out from earlier and fell asleep. What do you need, Mom?”

“…”

Madam Sheng had called him out to push for a grandchild, but after hearing that, her expression softened a little.

“…Just don’t overdo it. If it’s too strenuous, it might actually reduce the chances of conception.”

Leaning casually against the wall, Sheng Pingzhou cut a striking figure in his dark-colored robe.

Looking at her son, Madam Sheng couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride.

Sheng Pingzhou had always been that child—the one everyone envied. Wealth, talent, academics—he was top-tier in every way, even his looks were flawless.

Speaking of his face…

Wait a second.

Her eyes narrowed. Something looked off.

“Why is there a footprint on your face?”

“…”

Su Wanwu froze. “……”

Right. She had kicked him. As for why the kick was in the face? Well, the situation back then wasn’t quite easy to explain

But she didn’t think she had kicked that hard…

How come it could leave a print on his face?

Feeling guilty, she didn’t stay to listen to the rest of their conversation and turned to leave.

She only took a few steps back towards the room when she saw a figure standing before her—

“…Su Wanwu?”

Yuan Ke had been walking cautiously along the wall while lifting her skirts off the ground to prevent making any noise before bumping into Su Wanwu just around the corner, “What are you doing here?”

She stood upright, “Why are you sneaking around? Don’t tell me you’re eavesdropping?”

Su Wanwu gave her a once over and retorted, “Then what are you sneaking around for? Eavesdropping?”

Yuan Ke stiffened.

Then, she replied rather angrily, “I’m not eavesdropping. Don’t try to frame me!”

Su Wanwu stood her ground and replied in the same way, “I’m not eavesdropping as well. Don’t try to frame me!”

“You—”

Yuan Ke narrowed her eyes, then suddenly sneered, “Nevermind, I’ll just let this slide. Afterall, you’re quite pitiful to be honest.”

After that, she released her hand elegantly, did a once over on Su Wanwu and turned to leave.

Su Wanwu was stunned for a second.

She, pitiful?

What was that supposed to mean?

She shook off her train of thought and hurriedly followed after Yuan Ke, completely forgetting she was originally going to return to the room.

She cornered Yuan Ke just around the landing of the second floor, “Wait, what do you mean by saying I’m pitiful?”

Yuan Ke stopped, and crossed her arms, gave Su Wanwu another once-over, before letting out a “Humph”.

Su Wanwu contained her urge to punch her right in the face

She clenched her fist tightly, “Can’t you just say it?

What was with all the “Hmph”ing? Humph your ass!

Yuan Ke twirled a strand of loose curly hair around her finger, seemingly nonchalantly. “I’ve always been puzzled. When Brother Azhou was deciding on a marriage partner, there were so many options. Why did he pick you? I thought you had some hidden merit, but it turns out… you just got lucky. You’re simply exploiting the fact that Brother Azhou is someone who values gratitude, that’s why you’re occupying the position of Mrs. Sheng.”

Su Wanwu held her breath and listened, ‘…what exactly are you trying to say?”

Yuan Ke scoffed, “You thought Brother Azhou married you because he like you? He did pureply out of his gratitude for you. You saved him once when you were little. He married you because he wants to repay you!”

Su Wanwau still didn’t understand what Yuan Ke was trying to say.

She could comprehend the words, but when stringed together into a sentence, they made no sense to her.

“…What do you mean?” she asked with difficulty. “Who told you Sheng Pingzhou married me to repay me?”

More importantly, to repay her for what?

Seeing her reaction, Yuan Ke became even more smug. “If you don’t believe me, go ask Auntie! Everyone knows he only married you out of gratitude. What’s there to be proud of?”

Although she had only recently learned this information herself, she spoke as if she were an eyewitness.

Su Wanwu’s expression darkened.

She shook her head. “I never saved Sheng Pingzhou. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Keep lying to yourself!” Yuan Ke sneered. “Ever since you were young, have you ever seen Brother Azhou treat any other woman this well? If not for repaying a debt, who would believe it? Do you really think he married you because he likes you?”

Su Wanwu said nothing, her gaze shadowed with uncertainty.

She wanted to deny Yuan Ke’s words, but her instincts told her that she might be telling the truth.

She recalled the words Sheng Pingzhou had whispered to her earlier. But when she was little, she hadn’t even known him!

If he truly married her out of gratitude…

Then, wasn’t there a chance that he had married the wrong person?

The early autumn night carried a slight chill.

Still dressed in her nightgown, Su Wanwu suddenly felt cold all over.

Ignoring Yuan Ke’s calls, she stumbled upstairs. She had to hold onto the carved railing to keep her legs from giving out.

As she reached the end of the hallway, she stopped, almost against her will.

The moonlight faintly illuminated the balcony.

Two long shadows stretched out, casting partial silhouettes.

Madam Sheng’s voice carried an air of authority as it reached Su Wanwu’s ears,

“Pingzhou, I know you don’t like me being strict with her, but since Su Wanwu is now a daughter-in-law of the Sheng family, she needs to act the part!”

Leaning against the corner, Su Wanwu pressed her ear to the wall, her heart floating aimlessly, unable to find solid ground.

Sheng Pingzhou remained silent.

He was always like this—reserved and only speaking when necessary.

After a long pause, he asked in a calm voice, “Did you make her quit the industry?”

Su Wanwu felt uneasy.

She didn’t want to leave, but Madam Sheng had applied both pressure and persuasion, even teaming up with her own mother. In the end, she had no choice but to agree.

She hadn’t expected Sheng Pingzhou, despite his busy schedule, to even know about this.

Madam Sheng immediately became self-righteous. “Didn’t I go through the same thing? And am I not doing just fine? Besides, I only told her not to work so hard in the entertainment industry anymore. It’s not like she’s some great director, her absence won’t make a difference!”

Sheng Pingzhou’s voice turned cold. “Don’t say that in front of her.”

His slightly icy tone carried unmistakable displeasure and warning.

Madam Sheng fell silent.

After a long while, she took a deep breath. “I know, Wanwu saved your life when she was little. You were only ten when you were kidnapped, if it weren’t for her, you might not have survived. So you’re protective of her. I understand, but I’m only thinking of what’s best for her…”

Once she had finished, Sheng Pingzhou responded coolly, “Since she saved my life, shouldn’t you be more lenient with my savior?”

“You—” Madam Sheng was momentarily speechless, knowing she couldn’t argue against him. “Fine, I’ll listen to you on everything else, but on this matter, she must quit the industry…”

She continued to ramble.

But Su Wanwu stopped listening.

A buzzing noise filled her mind, and one phrase kept echoing in her ears:

“Wanwu saved your life when she was little.”

Sheng Pingzhou hadn’t denied it.

He had even admitted it.

Hearing sounds of movement from the other side, Su Wanwu immediately stood up and rushed back to her room.

and shut the door—

She leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and then, as if all the strength had left her body, slowly slid down to the floor.

So that’s how it was…

It turned out that when Sheng Pingzhou married her, it really was because he had mistaken her for his savior.

No wonder, back then, among so many more suitable and outstanding candidates for marriage alliances, none of them caught his eye, and he chose her instead.

When Sheng Pingzhou asked if she was willing to marry him, Su Wanwu had thought it was because the lucky koi she had reposted had worked. She even told Su Nongshuang excitedly that sometimes sincerity truly brings about miracles!

As a result, she was ridiculed for three whole months.

Turns out, in their marriage, even though Sheng Pingzhou was not considerate, nor was he understanding, he still treated her fairly well, he even defended her in front of Madam Sheng., but all of it wasn’t because she was Su Wanwu—

It was because he had mistaken her for someone else.

Su Wanwu slammed the door in frustration. “Damn it!”

What era was this?!

How long has society been advocating for romantic freedom? And yet people still believed in the outdated notion of repaying a life-saving debt with marriage?!

And fine, if he must repay the debt with marriage, at least get the right person!

Su Wanwu felt like she was about to cry from sheer anger.

Her eyes were red. After the wave of grievance passed, she suddenly thought of something—

If Sheng Pingzhou found out that she wasn’t the one who saved him…

Would their marriage still last?

Su Wanwu froze, forgetting even to wipe away her tears.

******

The bedroom was dimly lit.

When Sheng Pingzhou returned, Su Wanwu was still asleep.

Her breathing was soft and steady, spreading gently through the room like ripples on water, filling the air with a calming presence.

He slowed his steps and quietly walked to the bedside.

Sensing the shadow cast over her, Su Wanwu’s eyelashes fluttered. She frowned slightly before groggily opening her eyes.

“Mm… why aren’t you asleep yet?”

Sheng Pingzhou replied, “Is pretending to be asleep fun?”

Su Wanwu stiffened, “…”

How did he know she was pretending?!

Her gaze darted around nervously, and she stammered, “Uh… I-I wasn’t pretending. I was really asleep…”

Sheng Pingzhou didn’t press her. His fingers brushed against her skin, resting on her cheek.

“Your face is burning.”

“Huh?”

Before Su Wanwu could react, her chin was gently lifted by his cool fingers.

The man in front of her suddenly leaned in. She met his deep, dark eyes—so mesmerizing, as if luring her into their depths.

Sheng Pingzhou pressed his forehead against hers, his gaze roaming her face. “Something’s off about you today. Did you get caught in the rain? Are you feeling unwell, hmm?”

Su Wanwu shook her head. “No, I didn’t get caught…”

“Then why do you look sick?”

Su Wanwu’s lips parted slightly as she stared, dazed, at his strikingly handsome face so close to hers.

And then, as if possessed by some unseen force, she suddenly blurted out—

“Uh… if I save you now, would it still count?”