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On their wedding night, Xiao Tsuyi did not say a word to Su Yau. He merely went through all the wedding rituals with a somewhat wooden expression.
Once it was over, he wrapped himself in a blanket and silently lay down on the sofa in the living room, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Su Yau understood the frustration and discontent brewing within him at that moment. She sighed softly, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
Carefully, she tiptoed over to his side, her steps light as if afraid to disturb him.
Bending slightly, she gently tugged at the blanket around him, her movements tender. "Why don't I sleep in the living room instead?" she suggested softly, her voice laced with caution.
Unbeknownst to her, this gesture only angered the previously silent Xiao Tsuyi, igniting him like a powder keg.
He shot up from the sofa with a swift and forceful motion, resembling an enraged lion.
His gaze bore into her fiercely, eyes wide open with cold sarcasm and disdain, as if he intended to see right through her.
"This is exactly what you wanted, isn't it? Putting on a facade of indifference while secretly pressuring me through your adoptive father. Su Yau, I truly underestimated you."
Startled by his sudden outburst, Su Yau stumbled back a few steps, her body trembling slightly, fear evident in her eyes. Overwhelmed by his harsh words, it took her a moment to choke out a response, her lips quivering. "Ziyi, after ten years together, don’t you know what kind of person I am? This situation isn’t—" Tears glistened in her eyes as she looked at him with a sense of injustice.
"Forget it. I was wrong from the start. Now that we're married, I don't want to dwell on who's right or wrong anymore. I'm tired; you should get some rest too."
Seeing the disappointment and sorrow in her eyes seemed to make him realize that his tone had been too harsh. He furrowed his brow slightly, guilt flickering in his gaze.
Feigning exhaustion, he lay back down, closed his eyes, and interrupted her words, continuing to pretend to doze off. However, the slight furrow of his brow revealed the turmoil within him.
He didn’t truly want to lose his temper with her; it was just that after their marriage, he found it increasingly difficult to face Su Yau, as if guilt for Shen Tingyu still lingered in his heart. His hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, and the image of Shen Tingyu flashed in his mind.
Su Yau returned to her room helplessly, each step feeling heavy. Just before the thick door closed behind her, she turned slowly to glance at the cold and indifferent man, tears streaming down her face.
Her hand lingered on the doorknob for a moment before she finally shut the door gently.
Was this still the Xiao Tsuyi who had once been her only companion ten years ago? The same Xiao Tsuyi who had stood up for her when she was bullied?
Why did he feel so unfamiliar and chilling at this moment? Leaning against the door, she slid down to the floor, hugging her knees and crying silently.
Three days later would be Su Yau's return home day. With no parents of her own, Jun Moyuan's place naturally felt like her family.
In front of everyone, Xiao Tsuyi treated Su Yau with great care and affection. He wore a smile as he gently supported her, and they appeared as a loving couple that others envied.
However, Su Yau knew all too well that once they returned home, he would revert to being as cold as ever. Thus, even if this warmth and tenderness were merely pretense, she cherished it deeply.
She lifted her gaze slightly to look at Xiao Tsuyi, a flicker of emotion crossing her eyes as a bittersweet smile appeared on her lips.
That day, Jun Moyuan seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood. With a beaming smile, he insisted on keeping them for lunch and warmly welcomed them.
Such hospitality was hard to refuse, especially since he was her adoptive father. Therefore, Xiao Tsuyi and Su Yau had no reason to decline and nodded in agreement.
However, with Shen Tingyu added to the dinner table, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Shen Tingyu sat there, constantly serving food to Jun Moyuan, calling him "Lord Jun" with a tone that was both affectionate and flirtatious, her eyes sparkling with a desire to please.
Su Yau noticed the slight furrow in Xiao Tsuyi's brow and the effort he made to hide his sadness, and a wave of heartache surged within her. She frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes as she stole a glance at Xiao Tsuyi.
He was still in love with Shen Tingyu. Even though he was now a husband and she a wife, he found it hard to let go of his feelings for her.
It turned out that Su Yau's long-held belief that "sincerity can move mountains" ultimately could not compete with Xiao Tsuyi's deep affection.
Su Yau's gaze dimmed as she lowered her head, silently eating her meal.
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