C1 Love Me or Love My Wife

In June, during the heart of the rainy season, the sky today was as clear and blue as if it had been washed clean.

At the most luxurious six-star Green Hotel in City A, a lively engagement ceremony was underway. The soon-to-be-married couple, Gao Ziqi and Wen Mian, stood side by side on the stage, a strikingly handsome pair.

Wen Mian wore a nude-colored gown with a trailing hem, her smile barely concealing her true feelings. It was the first time she truly understood the meaning of a smile that hides a dagger.

"I now pronounce the engagement ceremony of Mr. Gao Ziqi and Miss Wen Mian officially open!" The emcee, dressed sharply in a suit, smiled so broadly it seemed his face might freeze.

Just as the applause began, a shocking scene appeared on the screen...

"Tell me, do you love me more, or your wife?"

A striking woman in a seductive silk nightgown lay on the bed, her sharp, high-pitched voice sending chills down the spine.

Beside her, a man reclined, playing with her soft hair. "Of course, I love you more, my little beauty. Besides, that woman... she's not even my wife."

The woman wrapped her arms around the man's neck like a serpent, her red lips close to his ear. "Ziqi, I love you too."

Upon hearing the words, the man curled his lips into a knowing smile. "Call me hubby!" As soon as he finished speaking, their laughter intertwined, and the next moment was a whirlwind of passion.

The audience below was in an uproar. Yes, the man in the video was none other than today's groom-to-be, Mr. Ziqi, and the woman in the video was Miss Ziqian, who was sitting in the audience as the designated bridesmaid.

"What is this? Stop it, turn it off now!" Ziqi's handsome face turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He frantically rushed off the stage, desperately searching for the source of the video, looking like a man possessed.

Meanwhile, the woman in the video sat in the audience with her head down, her hands clenched into fists. Her face, a mix of shyness and anger, was impossible to hide.

But what left everyone truly astonished was the bride-to-be, Mian. She stood on stage, her smile unchanged from the beginning, calm and unusually composed.

After failing to find the source of the video, Ziqi hurriedly jumped back on stage, grabbing Mian's wrist with a look of panic. "Mian, listen to me, it's not what it looks like. She set me up, she seduced me, and I was just impulsive. Please forgive me, just this once!"

Wen Mian could feel Gao Ziqi's trembling hands, but her smile only deepened. Gently, she withdrew one hand from his grasp and carefully smoothed his sweat-drenched hair, her gaze calm and serene.

"I think my forgiveness doesn't matter to you anymore," Wen Mian said with a cold laugh, instantly silencing the murmurs of the guests below.

Her eyes were icy as she descended from the stage, leaving Gao Ziqi standing there alone, looking lifeless and dazed.

The sharp clicks of her high heels echoed on the floor, the sound fading as she stopped in front of Yuu Ziqian.

"Wen Mian, since you've already seen the video, there's nothing more to say. Yes, Ziqi loves me, not you, so stop dreaming about being with him," Yuu Ziqian said, sitting in her seat, her eyes dull as she stared ahead. Her words, though meant to provoke, lacked any real force.

Wen Mian bit her lower lip lightly, maintaining a composed demeanor as she looked at Yuu Ziqian.

Yuu Ziqian's eyes flickered as she slowly stood, about to speak again, when Wen Mian pulled a stack of bills from her purse and unceremoniously tossed them at Yuu Ziqian's face. The money flew everywhere, scattering across the room.

Yuu Ziqian's hair was a mess, tangled with dollar bills, her eyes shut tight, looking like she was enduring some great humiliation.

"So, are you playing the part of the 'mistress with feelings and love' now, Yuu Ziqian? I've dealt with plenty of women, all sorts of prices. This money might not be much, but for someone like you, it's just about right. I should thank you for keeping my ex-fiancé company when I was busy. But since you enjoy it so much, feel free to come to me anytime. I'll make sure you get a gig, and you won't be shortchanged."

Wen Mian finished speaking, a smirk on her lips. Just as she was about to step away, she paused, turned back with a sly smile, and whispered, "Oh, and how much you get paid depends on how good you are, right?"

Even though she whispered, the room was so quiet that everyone heard her loud and clear.

She walked out with confidence, standing at the hotel's entrance, the breeze refreshing and cool against her skin.

It had been so long since she'd felt this satisfied!

"Hey, Wen Mian, what kind of drama are you directing here?"

Just as Wen Mian was enjoying the breeze, a slightly breathless voice came from behind her.

Turning around, she saw her best friend, Tai Kefei, catching up, bent over and panting as she looked at her.

Wen Mian glanced at Tai Kefei with a blank expression. "Those two are unbelievable. It's bad enough they're doing something so shady, but to film it? Do they think they're shooting a porn movie?"

"I can't believe it," Tai Kefei replied, shaking her head. "Gao Ziqi always seemed so refined, and now this? And the things he said were disgusting! But Wen Mian, I can tell you're angry, yet you don't seem the least bit upset. Honestly... does it not bother you at all?" Tai Kefei placed a hand on Wen Mian's shoulder, her face full of confusion.

In this situation, anyone else would be furious, right? But not her. She walked away so calmly, without a trace of sadness. To others, she might seem like a victim, but they might also think she's a bit cold-hearted.

Wen Mian fiddled with her engagement ring, raising an eyebrow. "Why should I care? That's just how the world works. Trash attracts trash. Someone like me, a luxury item, can't possibly be in the same league as garbage."

With that, she smoothly slipped the ring off her finger and flicked it behind her, making it disappear in an instant.

Tai Kefei watched as Wen Mian's arm returned to her side, frowning slightly and biting her lower lip. "That was a limited edition L.K. diamond ring, five carats... you could buy a luxury car with that."

"Let's go grab a drink!"

Wen Mian gently brushed the hair off her shoulder, striding confidently in her high heels toward the parking lot. She moved with an air of effortless grace.

Tonight, the Endless Night seemed more crowded than usual.

Stepping through the entrance of the Endless Night bar felt like entering another world. The heavy metal music vibrated beneath Wen Mian's feet, surrounding her and leaving no room for idle thoughts.