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That night in front of Golden Bend Entertainment City, Xiao Minxing showed me tenderness for the first time. I had suspected that there was an impossible person living in his heart, and at that moment, I never expected it would become the reality I face now.
Although I had thought about it many times, when the moment actually arrived, it felt like the sky was collapsing.
If I could barely maintain my relationship with Xiao Minxing before, holding onto a glimmer of hope, then the appearance of his ex-girlfriend was the blade that shattered everything. Not only would it separate us, but it would also leave me utterly devastated.
I didn't know what to do; my heart was in turmoil, yet my hands were empty, unable to grasp anything.
Mina said something on the other end, but I didn't hear a word. Standing by the roadside, I felt as if the entire world had turned gray, devoid of any brightness.
I don't remember how I got home, but later a particularly persistent thought occupied my mind.
I needed to know who this woman was.
I quietly entered Xiao Minxing's room and purposefully rummaged through his things for the first time, from the closet to the drawers, but found nothing.
His room still maintained a bachelor's decor; there was not a single woman's item inside. The only thing on the low cabinet in the corner was a photo from our wedding. Since we didn't have wedding photos like others, it was a one-inch photo enlarged with a red background, just like the one attached to our marriage certificate.
Our heads were tightly pressed together after the photographer had instructed us numerous times, both wearing awkward smiles as we stared straight ahead.
Seeing this photo made me reminisce about our marriage registration day. At that time, Xiao Minxing still didn't know my pregnancy was fake, yet he still refused to be with me and even pressured me to have an abortion.
However, the Xiao Family Elders prioritized having a grandson and insisted he bring me home until the child was born.
No one mentioned marriage; in their world, being with someone like Xiao Minxing and being able to bear him children was already a blessing from heaven. At that time, I thought so too. After waiting for so many years to be back by his side, I didn't need a title; just being with him was enough.
Yet on the second day after that incident, Xiao Minxing abruptly barged into my rented apartment with a dark expression. Coldly scanning everything in the room, he said, "Grab your documents and come with me."
I didn't know what had happened but understood that I couldn't defy him. So in a panic, I grabbed my documents and went out with him. When we reached the car parked in front of the civil affairs bureau, I thought I must be dreaming.
However, he quickly told me: "With this thing, no matter where you go, you will carry my mark."
At that moment, his words didn't instill fear in me; instead, I felt happy and couldn't contain my excitement because no woman wants to miss marrying the man she loves—even without a wedding ceremony.
Looking back now, Xiao Minxing's foresight was far beyond mine. His words now feel like a shackle as he intended from the beginning.
I have marked him, lost my freedom, cannot divorce, cannot leave him, and it is impossible to be involved with another man. Yet he continues to live his life as before.
This is probably the greatest price I pay for deceiving him—unable to have him, yet forced to see the one I love being taken by someone else every day.
I don’t know when my eyes became wet with tears. I put down the photo, left his bedroom, and went to the study to search again, but still found no information about this woman.
However, his phone rang, and his voice was as cold as usual, asking where I was.
I replied that I was at home.
He responded with a brief "mm," then after a moment of silence, he sternly said, "You are my driver now. Stay in your position when there's nothing to do. Don't let me find you missing when I need the car."
I forced a smile and asked him, "What will happen if you can't find me?"
There was silence on the other end, followed by his chilling response: "Then you’d better never let me find you; otherwise, you're dead."
I don’t want to die yet; I still want to know who that woman is.
Women can be particularly strange at times. Even when they know that a man will never love them, they still cannot accept the fact that he loves someone else. Once someone appears in his life, it feels like a disaster for them, as if even the chance of turning back has been erased.
In truth, I already knew I had no chance, but until I figured out who the mistress was, there was still much unwillingness within me.
So I obediently rushed back to his company but didn’t go upstairs. Instead, I sent him a message saying I was in the car and available whenever he needed it.
He did go out in the afternoon and headed to a store specializing in female products.
I didn’t follow him inside; I only saw him come out holding a small box but had no idea what was inside.
Curiosity really can kill not just cats but also people.
As soon as I saw that item, it felt particularly glaring. I couldn’t control my emotions and spoke somewhat rashly: "Are you giving a ring so soon?"
Xiao Minxing sat in the passenger seat and casually placed the item in the glove compartment after getting into the car.
Hearing my words, he turned to look at me with a momentary confusion but quickly nodded and said, "Yes. Do you have any objections?"
I felt uncomfortable being cornered by him, and not wanting to fall behind, I gritted my teeth and said, "No objections. You'd better get the marriage certificate with her. Then I can sue you for bigamy, not only getting the Xiao Family's assets but also sending you to jail."
Xiao Minxing narrowed his eyes, slowly leaning back into the car seat. After a long while, he asked ominously, "Do you really want the Xiao Family's money?"
I didn't respond, keeping my eyes on the road as I continued to drive.
He asked again, "What do you need so much money for?"
Suddenly, I felt like laughing. I turned to glance at him and asked, "Don't rich people like you know how to pretend? Isn't more money always better?"
Xiao Minxing was acting strangely today; it seemed like he had to think long and hard about every sentence. Although his face was clearly filled with anger, he managed to keep his voice calm.
"Mrs. Xiao, it seems you lack nothing in the Xiao Family. Why do you still want money? Did you deceive me into this just for the money?"
He had never asked me such a question before, and I never had the chance to answer. But given the current situation, how could I tell him that it was only for him? That would only become a new source of ridicule for him. Perhaps he would tell another woman that he met a fool who fell in love with a scumbag instead of his money.
Thinking of this made me resolute; since you won't let me have peace, why should I continue to fuel your arrogance?
"Mr. Xiao, what do you think you still have that would make a woman resort to deception just to marry you?"
It worked well; his face turned pale instantly, his lips pressed into a line, and his gaze pierced through me like a knife. After a long time, he finally squeezed out two words: "Very good."
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