A Mistress Comes Knocking?

Su Minghui watched with relish too. "I'm afraid this isn't over. Won't his wife come after the hotel for an explanation?"

With his eyes covered tightly, Su Leyun shook his head, trying to dodge Su Minghui's hand. Unfortunately, no matter how he moved, her hand stayed over his eyes like it had been glued there.

Mom, let me see! If I miss such an exciting scene, there won't be another chance!

Su Minghui pretended not to hear him.

"The longer this drags on, the better. I've hated Li Cheng for ages. Just because he failed to win you over, he's been running his mouth about it for over a decade. I'm going to let him have a taste of being gossiped about!"

"What a ruthless woman." Su Minghui shot Fu Siwen an admiring look. "I like it!"

The farce of catching the cheaters ended with all three of them being sent to the hospital. Everyone returned to the banquet hall just in time for the most important ceremony of the evening.

Su Minghui carried Su Leyun onto the stage. Father Chu and Fu Siwen announced before everyone that Su Leyun would be their godson from now on, and they directly gave him five percent of Chu Corporation's shares as a gift for acknowledging kinship.

The announcement caused an uproar below the stage. Countless envious and jealous gazes fell upon Su Leyun, while the boy himself focused intently on playing with the colorful pom-pom on his hat.

It was only five percent, but it was five percent of Chu Corporation, the number one corporation in the Imperial Capital. The entire Su Corporation probably was not even worth that much now!

Su Minghui was shocked as well. She could only question Fu Siwen with her eyes. Fu Siwen gave her a reassuring look and said, "We already said we would treat Lele as family. This is only a small token of our appreciation. Compared to the fact that Lele saved Xuanxuan's life, it's practically worthless."

Fu Siwen sounded sincere, and besides, the gift was for Su Leyun. Su Minghui had no reason to refuse. She could only nod. "Then I'll thank his godfather and godmother on Lele's behalf."

After the banquet ended, Su Minghui first took Mother Su back to the sanatorium before bringing Su Leyun home.

Along the way, Zhou Guomin repeatedly probed for information about Chu Corporation's five percent shares. He had not expected the Chu Family to be so generous, and it made him feel even worse.

According to his plans, those shares should have belonged to Qianqian. Yet they had fallen into Su Leyun's hands instead. What a waste.

Su Minghui sneered. She could tell that he had set his sights on them again. No matter what he asked, she said she did not know, that it was an arrangement made by the Chu Family, and that the shares belonged to Su Leyun and would be managed by him once he grew up.

Afraid of making his intentions too obvious, Zhou Guomin did not continue asking.

But his eyes were filled with greed and viciousness. Fine, she would not tell him. No matter what, he was still Su Leyun's father on paper. Once he dealt with everyone in the Su Household, all of this would eventually become his.

When they returned home, the living room was brightly lit. A woman in an apron stood quietly at the entrance waiting for them, with a suitcase beside her.

The moment she saw them return, the woman immediately lowered her head and helped Zhou Guomin change his shoes. Anyone who did not know better would have thought she was the mistress of the house.

Su Minghui frowned at their exceedingly familiar movements and asked in confusion, "Who are you? Why are you in our home?"

After dismissing all the household servants last time, Su Minghui had personally vetted every new hire. The woman before her was clearly an unfamiliar face.

Her intuition told her that this woman's relationship with Zhou Guomin was anything but simple.

Before the woman could speak, Zhou Guomin eagerly introduced her. "This is the nanny I hired for Lele. Her name is Zheng Xiuru, and she'll be specifically responsible for taking care of him. With her here, you won't have to work so hard anymore."

Why was Zhou Guomin, who had been bent on getting rid of his son, suddenly so concerned about Lele? Something was clearly wrong. Sure enough, Su Leyun's soft, sweet little voice rang in Su Minghui's mind.

Eh... Isn't this Scumbag Dad's mistress? Why is she in our house? Did Mom open the door wrong?

Su Minghui's expression changed upon hearing Su Leyun's words, though she quickly recovered. Only then did she carefully examine the woman before her.

She looked about the same age as Su Minghui. Her features were plain and unremarkable, but her eyes were brimming with affection, and every glance and movement carried a hint of flirtation. Especially when she inadvertently looked at Zhou Guomin, Su Minghui almost wanted to applaud and cheer for their love.

She truly was the type men found impossible to resist.

A faintly mocking smile curved Su Minghui's lips. "You're certainly considerate of me."

Keeping a mistress outside was outrageous enough. Now he wanted to bring her openly into their home. Zhou Guomin really had some nerve.

Zheng Xiuru was observing Su Minghui too. After following Zhou Guomin for so many years, this was the first time she had stood before Su Minghui openly and properly.

She had to admit that for a woman their age, Su Minghui had maintained herself exceptionally well. She was gentle yet resolute, the kind of person who stood out at first glance.

Zheng Xiuru comforted herself. So what if Su Minghui took good care of herself? Wasn't Zhou Guomin still cheating on her outside? In that regard, Zheng Xiuru had won completely!

Zhou Guomin failed to catch the sarcasm in Su Minghui's words. Emboldened, he began professing his devotion. "Of course. You're my wife. If I don't cherish you, who will I cherish?"

His words were sweet. In the past, Su Minghui would have been overjoyed, but she was no longer the love-struck woman who trusted him one hundred percent. She merely smiled at his words without giving any response.

The woman before her, however, stiffened for a moment. She turned her head away somewhat unnaturally, deliberately ignoring their intimate exchange. As a woman herself, Su Minghui knew that Zheng Xiuru was jealous of her.

Su Minghui shook her head speechlessly. Zheng Xiuru really was desperate if she was fighting so hard over trash like Zhou Guomin.

Zhou Guomin did not notice the undercurrents between the two women. He continued recommending Zheng Xiuru enthusiastically. "I picked her after careful consideration. She can do anything, and she has three children herself. All three are especially outstanding. From now on, you can leave Lele with her without worry and get some proper rest."

Su Leyun's little face scrunched up into a ball.

Mom, no! I don't want her! She stinks! Hurry up and throw her out!

Su Minghui could not help but laugh. She walked over and sat on the sofa, while Zheng Xiuru could only follow behind her and stand meekly before her with lowered eyes.

"Where is your husband? You look like you're still breastfeeding. Did he agree to let you come out to work so soon?"

Zheng Xiuru instinctively glanced at Zhou Guomin. Though she quickly looked away, Su Minghui still caught it.

She answered gently as well. "My husband... has other things to do."

Zhou Guomin guiltily touched his nose and gave a light cough.