Dream Reading

After blocking multiple assassination attempts for the big boss, my heart died.

My son and I are the boss's beloved.

After marriage, my husband held my waist and said I was the woman he loved most.

After the child was born, he declared to everyone that Chenchen would be his only heir.

I thought he treated my son and me as precious gems.

Until after blocking the 18th assassination attempt for him, I lost a leg, and my son lost an eye.

I overheard his conversation with the butler: "I'm involved in both the underworld and the legal world, with so many enemies. If I don’t make her and Chenchen my weaknesses, how could Qingqing and her mother be safe?"

"What if madam and young master find out?"

Zhou Xuan remained silent, instinctively stroking the wedding ring on his hand, speaking calmly.

"Then never let them find out. Don’t they just want a home? I will do my best to compensate them."

It wasn't until this moment that I realized all the deep love was just a facade.

And my son and I were merely live targets used by him to take the bullets…

After Blocking the 18th Assassination for the Big Boss, My Heart Died

Just at that moment, a message popped up on the phone Zhou Xuan left next to me. It was from his pure white moonlight, Shen Qing.


[Darling, tomorrow my daughter and I are coming to see you, aren't you happy?]


In her Moments, pinned at the top was a photo of Zhou Xuan and her together.


In the photo, Zhou Xuan was holding Shen Qing with a flamboyant smile, his eyes shining like a youngster's.


Captioned: [The only true love in this life]


After being married for so many years, he never smiled in our photos together because he said he needed to maintain his aura as the boss.


It turns out it was nothing to do with status, just not enough love.


Her updates documented bits and pieces of her and Zhou Xuan's life together.


On December 10th, Zhou Xuan bought the largest diamond in the world at the auction in Paris, gifting Shen Qing a diamond necklace handcrafted and sculpted by the best artisan globally over three days and nights.


That day, he also gave me a ring with tiny diamonds.


On January 1st, Zhou Xuan spent a fortune hiring the best Yunjin master in the Watertowns to sew an expensive Yunjin cheongsam.


Turns out, the love he gave me, just like the gifts, was nothing more than leftovers others didn't want.


The day after tomorrow is Chenchen's seventh birthday.


I've booked two tickets for the day after tomorrow's departure.


I want to leave this loveless home with my son.


That night, Zhou Xuan didn't return until late at night.


A strong scent of perfume hit me, almost making me faint.


He's allergic to strong smells due to his rhinitis.


When we first got together, I was scolded because a little bit of sunscreen made him sneeze repeatedly.


After that, I never used any cosmetics again.


I can sense that this overwhelming scent of perfume belonged to another woman.


Now it seems, it wasn't that he disliked cosmetics, he just didn't like me using them.


His fingers brushed across my neck, gently caressing my face.


"I've wronged you lately, causing you and Chenchen to get hurt again."


Listening to his words, I just blandly replied with a 'hmm'.


If it were before, when he said this, Chenchen and I would have been touched and rushed into his arms.


But now, my cold expression showed neither sadness nor joy.


His face darkened, the gaze usually cold and sharp now appeared somewhat confused.


He seemed not to understand my sudden sense of detachment.


He hesitated to speak, lips pressed tightly together, then said, "Let me push you back to the room."


But I just smiled lightly, moved his hand off the wheelchair, and with difficulty turned it toward my son's bedroom.


In seven years of marriage, it was the first time I had taken the initiative to sleep in separate rooms with him.


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