Silence.

Su Han was unable to retort Zhang Liang's words. He was staring at the pair before him with incredulity. Did it mean that they actually have been together for a long time?

There have been some rumors lately that Zhang Liang showed off his wife at some of the parties. Many people thought that it was nothing more than rumor but more and more people have been saying the same thing. Su Han himself had heard about it for some time.

Did it mean, the two of them have been together for a long time?

No… that's impossible.

Feng Mian flashed an apologetic smile. "It seems that you have seen things wrongly, Su Han. Now, please excuse us."

The reporters seemed to wake up when they heard what Feng Mian said. As the two pairs began to walk to the car, they started their barrage of questions again. Now, they have another piece of interesting news.

Feng Mian and Zhang Liang had been dating for a long time!

A jealous ex-coworker of Feng Mian tried to frame her but failed!

Zhang Liang's wife is cute yet at the same time fierce!

There were so many interesting headlines that they could brew in their head. They were interested in how things would go from now. It seemed that Zhang Liang's wife was more interesting than what they thought.

She was so cute when it came to Zhang Liang. But when it came to those who tried to harm her, she could stand on her own.

'Definitely a very suitable woman for President Zhang.'

He had offended Zhang Liang.

Balling his fist in anger, Su Han struggled to stand up. He had already lost his wife because she kicked him out when she found out that he had an affair. His family didn't want to take him back in because he was already an a.d.u.l.t. The bad record that he had made in the company made them unwilling to get close to him.

As he struggled to get to the alleyway, Su Han knew that his end would be near. He could hear the sound of fighting from nearby and two people with dirty clothes came to his sight. They must be some beggars or probably those who lived on the street, quarreling for a meagre sum of money. Their fists and kick came to his eyes as he failed to control his body properly.

And that was the last thing he ever saw.

Inside the car, Feng Mian heaved a sigh of relief. Honestly, she was nervous when she had to face so many cameras and reporters looking at her. But when she thought about what Su Han had said, she could not stop her anger. What did she even ever do to him to make him so adamant to see her fall?

She decided to stand up for herself and confronted him head on.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Liang asked.

Feng Mian nodded. "Yeah. He couldn't do anything to me too. But I think I want to paint a bit more before I start designing."

"That's fine."

Zhang Liang picked up his phone and texted his guards. He wanted them to take care of that annoying Su Han. It seemed that Su Han wouldn't want to stop until he saw the fall of Feng Mian. He would never let him succeed.

Feng Mian nodded. It was then she thought about something. "Right, can you give me my brother's number? I want to be able to call him."

Zhang Liang furrowed his brows. He always texted Feng Shao from an encrypted line. That way, their conversation wouldn't be able to be read by other people if they didn't want it.

"Fine. Give me your phone."

"Here."

Zhang Liang texted Feng Shao first, telling him that he would make an encrypted line from Feng Mian's phone to text him. It seemed that Feng Mian had missed her brother greatly. Well, it couldn't be helped. Feng Shao hadn't appeared again ever since the last time he showed himself because of the incident.

It took Zhang Liang a few minutes to add the contact. At the same time, he noticed a very weird name in Feng Mian's contact. How come there could be someone named 'Demanding Demon?'

He clicked the contact and accidentally called that number. At almost the same time, his phone rang.

Zhang Liang picked it up and read the name on the screen: My Beloved Wife Feng Mian

That demanding demon is me?

Feng Mian noticed that Zhang Liang was staring at his phone screen. She blinked her eyes in confusion. "Liang, why don't you pick up the call?"

Zhang Liang declined the call and looked at Feng Mian. He smiled, yet there was a displeased aura around him. "Mian'er, care to tell me who is this demanding demon?"

Feng Mian: "…" Ugh, I forgot to change his name back.

She had been using that name for Zhang Liang ever since a long time ago. After all, she can only see him as a demanding demon back when they first met. He was so hard to deal with, making her confused just how she should talk with him and conduct herself.

Then afterwards… she forgot to change his name back.

"Uh, that's…"

"Should I be a demanding demon to you now?" Zhang Liang asked with a smile and extended his hand. He lightly touched Feng Mian's stomach and began to tickle her.

"Ah, stop it! Liang! Brother Liang, sowwwwy!"

At the front, Secretary He did his all to focus on the street. No matter what, he could never turn his head to the back. He was sure that he would regret it for his entire life if he dared to take a look at what his boss and the madam did.

Boohoo, being a secretary sure is hard.

Somewhere far away, Han Mei was enjoying her time with her boyfriend. After being kicked out of Beauty Design because of her clash with Feng Mian. Ever since then, she was trying to latch on a powerful and influential man. It was hard since there were not many places who wanted to hire her, but she managed to stumble into one in a bar.

Seducing him was easy. Han Mei had a good body, which she prized herself for. She made sure that he was attracted to her and listened to her demands.

Just recently, she had asked him to dig more about Feng Mian. She wanted to make sure that Feng Mian would pay for what she had done to her. After all, both of them were artists, yet how come their outcome was so different? Han Mei couldn't accept this end.

Her boyfriend was scrolling the news when he saw the picture of Feng Mian and Zhang Liang together. His pupil constricted as he realized that the woman was the same as the one in the picture that Han Mei gave him.

Did it mean that Han Mei wanted him to make things hard for Zhang Liang's wife?

"Han Mei."

"Yes, Sweetheart?" Han Mei asked in the sweetest sound she could muster. When she turned her head, she noticed that her boyfriend had dark lines on his head. It made him look so scary, making her unable to get close to him at all.

Her boyfriend looked at Han Mei deeply. "You're the one who framed Feng Mian aren't you?"

"W…what are you talking about?"

"Just look at it yourself."

Her boyfriend asked his men to come and shoved the paper to Han Mei's hand. Seeing her file on her hand, Han Mei's body trembled in agitation. She realized that he must have found out that she was lying to him.

She told him that Feng Mian made things hard for her in the university then at the workplace where she got kicked out. However, she omitted the detail from her boyfriend, making him only find out parts. Her boyfriend had his suspicions, but Han Mei would always seduce him whenever he tried to find out more about it.

Now that he saw Feng Mian as Zhang Liang's wife, he wouldn't dare to do anything.

Hell, even if he had ten lives like a cat, he would still not dare to make any move. (A/N: cat only have 9 lives in the myth)

"Throw her out."

Han Mei's face paled. She looked at her boyfriend. "No! NO! You can't do this! I��"

"You what?" Her ex-boyfriend looked at her coldly. He knew that if he kept Han Mei here, Zhang Liang would come to find him. His family might be bigger, but it couldn't be compared to Zhang Liang even in the slightest bit. He didn't want to court death yet.

"From the moment you lie to me, do you expect me to stay with you? If you want to court death by crossing paths with Feng Mian again, I wouldn't mind in the slightest bit. However, keep in your mind that I don't want to be dragged to hell with you."

Han Mei lost strength when her boyfriend had finished talking. She was thrown outside of the mansion. Her eyes were staring at the doc.u.ments that were scattering around her.

Gritting her teeth, Han Mei punched forward. 'FENG MIAN! I'LL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU!'