Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 913

Chapter 913: No Wonder She Wasn’t Accepted

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Gu Zi felt a closeness with Su Shen that she had never experienced before. In this moment, she surrendered herself completely to him, and Su Shen reveled in the feeling. He loved making love to Gu Zi, this young, beautiful woman who possessed both grace and intellect.

Deep down, he often felt unworthy of her, but at that instant, he sensed a profound connection between them, as if they were perfectly matched.

Come Monday morning, Su Shen left for work early. On his way, he took Lele to Grandma Gao’s for her care.

Gu Zi, however, didn’t get out of bed until noon. After a quick snack, she returned to her slumber—not out of laziness, but rather from exhaustion after the previous night’s activities with Su Shen. As soon as her eyes closed, she drifted back into sleep, not waking until the afternoon, when she needed to head to the newspaper office.

She changed into a long-sleeved top layered with a cardigan, letting her long hair fall freely while putting on a beret to conceal the telltale signs of their recent intimacy.

After work, she hailed a taxi and returned home, where she found Su Bing and the others had already returned from school. Su Li and Gao Ming were playing marbles in the street between their houses. As soon as they spotted Gu Zi stepping out of the car, they called out to her excitedly.

Gu Zi waved back, paid the driver, and walked toward the house, with Su Li and Gao Ming trailing behind her.

Su Li, curious, asked, “Mom, didn’t you say riding a bike to the newspaper office was a way to exercise? Why didn’t you ride today? Don’t you want to exercise?”

Gu Zi was momentarily taken aback by the question. Did she not want to ride her bike? After last night’s escapades, riding it would have been quite the challenge!

Realizing that her annoyance was aimed at her husband and not her son, she concocted a light-hearted excuse. “Well, you know, sometimes it’s okay to let yourself be a little lazy!”

Su Li nodded thoughtfully, accepting her reasoning.

That evening, when Su Shen returned home and checked on Su Li’s calligraphy practice, he felt the boy’s work didn’t meet his expectations. Believing that practicing calligraphy could cultivate discipline, he instructed Su Li to try again.