But Su Xingyu never mentioned divorce to Lu Shifeng.
She was very clear that as long as that man didn't let go, she simply couldn't leave.
She gritted her teeth, enduring all his ravaging and torment. The silent war between them intensified, and she grew more and more haggard, her bones protruding. Meanwhile, the date scheduled for the shoot with "Moon Silk" had arrived.
The time was eight p.m., the location was a show site on the city's outskirts.
Su Xingyu, barely holding up her weak body, changed into a T-shirt and jeans, slung her equipment bag over her shoulder, and almost fell while descending the stairs.
Mrs. Gui watched in fright and hurriedly came over to support her, "Madam, don't go, rest at home, okay?"
Su Xingyu weakly shook her head, her voice very soft, "I must go."
Mrs. Gui helplessly insisted, "Then let the driver take you? If anything happens to you, the young master would be heartbroken!"
