The corners of Qiao Yue's mouth couldn't help but hook up a self-deprecating smile.

Yes, her current identity is Su Mingyuan's mistress, and she doesn't belong to herself anymore, does she.

The bitterness spread in her heart, swallowing her heart endlessly.

Qiao Yue thought of the designer clothes hanging in the closet that she had never touched, the high-end cosmetics and designer jewelry that she had never opened on the dresser.

She thought that Su Mingyuan wouldn't care about this, as long as she stayed by his side obediently, paid off her debts, and fulfilled her obligations under the contract.

However, she was still too naïve to think.

Maybe she still has a fluke mentality, deliberately ignoring the fact that she is Su Mingyuan's disgraceful mistress, and with undue expectations, she still has unrealistic illusions about Su Mingyuan.

Look, whenever she is immersed in the small happiness brought by Su Mingyuan, life will always give her the cruelest reminders.

Qiao Yue put down her phone, looked up, and looked at her plain face in the mirror, her long black hair scattered over her shoulders, and her eyes were as calm as water.

She put away her thoughts, looked in the mirror, and carefully painted a delicate makeup.

Originally, she was going to wear the clothes to the company today, but Qiao Yue put them aside.

She got up, walked to the cloakroom, and opened the door to the closet.

Rows of high-end dresses and suits fill the wardrobe, and matching shoes are placed underneath.

Qiao Yue knows the brands of these clothes, and some don't.

But she knew that every piece of clothing, every pair of shoes, even down to every silk scarf, hanging here, was worth a lot.

Qiao Yue chose a skirt suit that didn't look very high-profile, then bent down and lifted the matching high heels, closed the cupboard door, turned around and walked out.

Dressed neatly, Qiao Yue walked downstairs.

Walking down the stairs, Qiao Yue planned to go to the kitchen for breakfast, but as soon as she took a few steps, she felt that something was wrong, so she retreated.

She stood on the last staircase and stared at the floor for several seconds before realizing what was wrong.

It turned out that under the stairs, I don't know when a thick carpet was laid, with a length and width of about two meters by one meter eight, completely covering the carpet under the staircase.

The color of the carpet is similar to that of the marble floor, and it is difficult to notice it if you don't look closely, but when you walk up, you will feel that it is different from the hard floor, and it is loose and soft.

When was this laid?

Qiao Yue stared at the carpet with some curiosity, a hint of doubt on her face.

If she remembers correctly, there was no carpet here yesterday.

Yesterday, she was in a hurry to send Su Mingyuan a mobile phone, and when she almost fell down the stairs in a hurry, she was sure that there was no carpet here at that time.

No one came at night, could it be that it was made while she was sleeping?

Qiao Yue couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so she simply walked over from the carpet and walked towards the kitchen.

Aunt Liu wouldn't come over to make breakfast in the morning, so Qiao Yue found some bread, milk and fruit by herself, sat down at the table and ate it.

After a brief breakfast, we left the villa.

Qiao Yue originally planned to take the bus as usual, and then transfer to the subway to go to the company.

The valley villa belongs to the high-end rich area, very quiet, and the nearest bus stop is ten minutes walk away.

Qiao Yue stepped on high heels today and walked very slowly.

She is not used to wearing shoes with a heel height of more than five centimeters, because she is not short and does not need to wear such a high heel.

Today's pair of high heels should be more than five centimeters high, and they are relatively foreign thin heels, so it is very tiring to walk.

Walking out of the villa, not long after leaving the community gate, Qiao Yue gave up the idea of walking to take the bus. Read the latest chapter of "Su Shao's Crazy Wife: Mrs. Come to the Claw Book House in the Bowl" for free for the first time.