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"You've never flown with me in our four years of marriage," Bo Xingzhi said as he wrapped his arms around Ruan Su's slender waist, resting his chin on her shoulder. A sudden urge to experience new things with her washed over him. Throughout their marriage, they hadn't traveled together, dined out, or strolled through the streets and watched movies like most couples do. It seemed the places they frequented most were this villa and their bed. "Tonight," Ruan Su said, setting aside her phone and gently nudging him. "I need to pick out a dress. What do you think I should wear, hubby?" "Whatever my wife wears, she looks stunning in," Bo Xingzhi replied as he fastened the buttons on his shirt without a second thought. His words weren't mere flattery. Ruan Su was indeed beautiful, with a figure that outshone the flight attendants of South Star Airline and the radiant beauty of Bo's female celebrities. "Where's your flight to tonight?" Ruan Su asked, recalling the female celebrity she'd seen earlier in a pale yellow dress. She hesitated when she spotted a similar dress in her own closet. From behind her, Bo Xingzhi answered, "London." London, she thought. "That means you'll be flying back tomorrow night?" Ruan Su pulled out the yellow dress. "Yes, I'll be staying there overnight," he confirmed with a nod. That meant packing luggage. Ruan Su felt a twinge of irritation but masked it well. Slipping into the dress, she twirled and flashed Bo Xingzhi a charming smile. "Do I look good, hubby?" "Beautiful," he said with a soft smile, lavishing her with praise. "My wife is the most beautiful." "Prettier than Wang Xinya?" "Absolutely," Bo Xingzhi affirmed truthfully. Wang Xinya had beauty but lacked spirit, particularly in her proportions, which were obviously enhanced. Ruan Su, on the other hand, had a flawless figure. The yellow dress accentuated her curves perfectly, highlighting her porcelain skin and making it irresistible. It left him feeling parched with desire. Ruan Su laughed, unable to contain her amusement. "Feeling jealous of Wang Xinya?" Bo Xingzhi's lips quirked up in a slight smirk. Over the past four years, no matter which women were around him, Ruan Su never showed anger or jealousy. She was always exceptionally well-behaved.
"If Miss Wang truly has feelings for you, I think that would be quite nice. After we're divorced, you could marry her and make her your new wife." Bo Xingzhi's large hand, resting on the button, hesitated. True to form, she remained compliant and understanding. Ruan Su finished speaking and turned to pack her luggage. She had no desire to go to London, but it was necessary. Bo Xingzhi hadn't signed the divorce papers yet. Angering him could mean he wouldn't sign, and she'd have to exert more effort to get the divorce, an exhausting thought. Once she finished packing, Bo Xingzhi instructed, "Pack my daily necessities as well." With a patient response, Ruan Su agreed, "Okay." Inside, she was seething, wanting nothing more than to shatter everything before her. Her entire being radiated frustration. After she was done, she turned to see Bo Xingzhi fully dressed in his pilot's uniform. The attire added a layer of austerity to his usually cold demeanor. The four stripes on his shoulder only accentuated his solemn and outstanding presence. They left the house together and got into the car. Bo Xingzhi, sitting next to her, instinctively took her hand. "I'll head to the conference room shortly."
