Volume One, Chapter 10: Lu Xiaoyun's Boyfriend

“Madam, you—” Lu Xiaoyun noticed something was amiss and was about to speak when Shen Yixiao saw the situation from afar. He strode over swiftly and cautiously pushed her aside.

Lu Xiaoyun stumbled to the ground, her face filled with shock and grievance as she looked at Shen Yixiao.

Shen Yixiao helped me up by the arm and noticed there was something wrong with my dress. Without hesitation, he took off his coat and draped it over me. Then, coldly, he stared at Lu Xiaoyun and asked, “What are you doing?”

“I—I...” Lu Xiaoyun’s eyes welled up with tears, biting her lip, unable to speak.

“Secretary Lu was just chatting with me. My dress suddenly came undone. Yixiao, why don’t you accompany me to change into another dress?” I spoke up to cover for Lu Xiaoyun.

I knew that Shen Yixiao was anxious, fearing that Lu Xiaoyun might slip up in front of me and reveal their relationship, which explained his earlier anger.

Lu Xiaoyun stood up, her expression stubborn. “President Shen, since Madam’s dress is ruined, why don’t you just let her wear this outfit I have on? Besides, I have a spare one.”

She was sulking quietly. The gown had been a gift from Shen Yixiao, intended to spare her any grievances and to ensure she was treated equally with me. Now she wanted to take it off and hand it over to me.

Wasn’t she just trying to irritate Shen Yixiao?

Shen Yixiao looked troubled, frowning. “No need, I—”

“Then I’ll borrow Secretary Lu’s dress. Thank you,” I interrupted with a gentle smile. “Secretary Lu, let’s go to the dressing room.”

Lu Xiaoyun was dumbfounded by my response, probably not expecting me to agree. After all, it was a dress she had already worn—why would I want to wear it again?

Shen Yixiao hurried to stop me, but I ignored him and took Lu Xiaoyun by the hand, heading to the dressing room.

Once inside, after my repeated urging, Lu Xiaoyun took off the dress and handed it to me. I stared at the marks on her waist, my fingers tightening slightly.

“Secretary Lu, do you have a boyfriend?” I asked calmly.

Lu Xiaoyun pulled out a spare outfit from a wardrobe, putting it on as she replied, “I do. We’ve been together for over a year.”

She looked up at me, a hint of defiance sparkling in her eyes. “Madam, if there’s a chance, I’ll bring him to have dinner with you.”

Every mistress is never content to hide behind a man forever. When the time seems right, they begin to test the waters, provoking the wife bit by bit, gradually usurping her place.

Though Lu Xiaoyun appeared harmless, her ambition was vast. She aimed to completely replace me, even if it meant starting by playing a submissive role.

I nodded. “Alright. I’m curious to see what kind of man Secretary Lu’s boyfriend is.”

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“Oh, him...” Lu Xiaoyun’s lips curled into a sweet smile. “He’s very indulgent and gentle with me. Sometimes I feel I’m not worthy of him, and he gets upset when I say nonsense. He calls me his little princess.”

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