Did Scumbag A Get Divorced Today? - Chapter 57.2

Shen Jueshu took her to a well-known food street. She’d overheard colleagues talking about it back at the office—how the food there was amazing. Though it was technically a tourist spot, it wasn’t like other places that scammed visitors. The food was legit.

They picked a restaurant known for its spicy crawfish. According to people at the office, it was so good you’d nearly bite your tongue off—and that just happened to be one of Sui Yu’s favorites.

Sui Yu noticed Shen Jueshu ordered the extra spicy flavor especially for her and felt both touched and a little amused. She quickly asked the waiter to also bring garlic and five-spice flavors—otherwise, Jueshu would end up eating something too spicy and tear up.

“I think I can handle it,” Shen Jueshu said seriously, eyeing the heaping plate of spicy crawfish in front of Sui Yu. Ever since trying spicy hotpot with her once before, she’d developed a taste for spice—there was something unique about it.

“Are you sure?” Sui Yu looked doubtful. The spice level was no joke—they’d ordered the highest level.

Shen Jueshu nodded with determination.

Seeing her like that, Sui Yu was internally screaming, She’s so cute! But outwardly, she stayed calm. She peeled a crawfish, dipped it in hot water to reduce the spice, then held it up. “Here, try it.”

Shen Jueshu took the bite directly from her hand. The spicy heat hit immediately, followed by the firm sweetness of the crawfish meat—truly delicious.

But very spicy.

Her eyes instantly reddened, glistening like she’d just been bullied. She tried hard to maintain her image, refusing to pant or fan her mouth, but her cheeks turned pink from the heat.

“Drink this,” Sui Yu quickly offered a glass of milk she had prepared. Watching her act all tough but clearly overwhelmed made Sui Yu chuckle.

After a few sips, Shen Jueshu set the glass down and said, “I want more.”

Sui Yu: “…Are you serious?”
She’s already tearing up, and she wants more?

Shen Jueshu nodded firmly. The spice hurt, but it was delicious.

Eventually, Sui Yu ordered her a plate with only mild spice. This woman clearly couldn’t handle heat—she needed to start small.

But when she heard “mild,” Shen Jueshu frowned like she’d been wronged.

“Don’t get upset just yet,” Sui Yu said quickly. “Try it first and see if you can handle it. You couldn’t even eat the one I rinsed in hot water.”

Shen Jueshu: “……”

When the mildly spicy crawfish arrived, Sui Yu peeled one and offered it to her. As soon as it entered her mouth, her eyes grew watery again. Sui Yu realized even this was probably her limit.

Feeling both amused and concerned, Sui Yu dabbed at her eyes with a napkin. “Still want more?”

Shen Jueshu nodded.

Sui Yu couldn’t help herself. She leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips. Then she began peeling more crawfish for her. By the end of the meal, it felt like Shen Jueshu had drunk more milk than she’d eaten crawfish.

After the meal, they took a walk to help digest. Shen Jueshu’s face was still tinged with red—like a soft peach blossom blooming in early spring, so delicate you’d want to kiss it again.

The streets were still bustling despite the late hour. As they strolled, Sui Yu suddenly glanced sideways, then gently pulled Shen Jueshu into her arms and switched positions with her. “Wanna try that?” she asked, pointing ahead.

There was a cotton candy stand.

Shen Jueshu also seemed to notice something and nodded cooperatively. “Sure.”

They continued walking with arms around each other. Sui Yu kept Shen Jueshu close as they approached the cotton candy machine. “One pink one, please,” Sui Yu said.

The vendor responded briskly and got to work.

Sui Yu hugged Shen Jueshu from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder—completely inseparable.

Soon, the cotton candy was handed to Shen Jueshu. After paying, Sui Yu led her from stall to stall, happily browsing and sampling, with no intention of leaving anytime soon.

Gradually, both of them relaxed. Eventually, Sui Yu took Shen Jueshu’s hand again and led her back to the car, heading home.

The two of them stepped into a restaurant known for its specialty—spicy crawfish. According to some people they’d heard, the crawfish here were so good, they were practically addictive. And, as it happened, that was exactly Sui Yu’s kind of food.

Sui Yu noticed that Shen Jueshu had specifically ordered the extra spicy flavor. She felt both touched and amused, and quickly added an order of garlic and five-spice varieties to the list—just in case. If Jueshu ended up eating only the spicy ones with her, she’d probably wind up with teary eyes from the heat.

“I think I can give it a try,” Shen Jueshu said, her eyes fixed on the heaping bowl of fiery red crawfish in front of Sui Yu. Ever since she’d had spicy hotpot with Sui Yu and her team that one time, she realized spicy food wasn’t so bad. It had its own kind of flavor.

“You really want to try it?” Sui Yu asked, a little hesitant. After all, they had ordered the highest spice level—extra spicy.

Shen Jueshu nodded with a serious face.

Seeing her like this, Sui Yu was screaming internally about how adorable she looked. On the surface, though, she stayed composed. She peeled one crawfish, dipped it briefly in hot water to wash off some of the spice, then held it up. “Here, try this.”

Shen Jueshu took the piece straight from Sui Yu’s hand. The heat hit her instantly, followed by the sweetness and firm texture of the crawfish meat. It was delicious.

But it was spicy. Really spicy.

Her eyes immediately turned red, and they began to shimmer like she’d been bullied. Still trying to maintain her image, she refused to fan her mouth or gasp for air, her pale face slowly turning a delicate shade of pink.

“Drink something,” Sui Yu said quickly, handing her a glass of milk she had prepared. She couldn’t help but chuckle—this woman was terrible at handling spice but seemed oddly addicted to it.

Shen Jueshu took a few sips, the milk helping ease the burn, and then said, “I want more.”

Sui Yu: “…Are you serious?”
You’re tearing up and you still want to eat more?

Shen Jueshu nodded again. She really did think it tasted better with the heat.

Seeing her like this, Sui Yu ended up ordering a mild spicy version just for her. This one can’t handle heat. Better to ease her into it.

When Shen Jueshu heard “mild,” she wrinkled her nose slightly, clearly displeased.

“Don’t get upset yet. Wait till you try it and see if you can even handle that,” Sui Yu said quickly. This girl couldn’t even eat the rinsed one—how would she survive anything stronger?

Shen Jueshu: “……”

When the mildly spicy dish arrived, Sui Yu peeled one and fed it to her. Watching the increasing moisture in Shen Jueshu’s eyes, she realized that even mild was pushing it.

She didn’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry. Gently dabbing the corners of Shen Jueshu’s eyes with a napkin, she asked, “Still want more?”

Shen Jueshu nodded again.

Sui Yu was charmed all over again. She leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, then started peeling more crawfish for her. In the end, it seemed like Jueshu drank more milk than she ate crawfish.

After the meal, the two strolled outside. Shen Jueshu’s face was still tinged pink, like a spring peach blossom—soft and inviting.

Despite it being well past midnight, the food street was still lively. As they walked among the crowd, Sui Yu suddenly glanced to the side and then, without a word, pulled Shen Jueshu into her arms and switched places with her. She nodded ahead and asked, “Want to try that?”

She was pointing to a cotton candy stand.

Shen Jueshu seemed to sense something too. She nodded in agreement. “Sure.”

With arms wrapped around each other, they made their way through the crowd. Sui Yu kept Shen Jueshu tucked protectively in her embrace as they reached the cotton candy machine.

“One pink one, please,” Sui Yu said.

The vendor responded quickly and began spinning the candy.

Sui Yu stood behind Shen Jueshu, hugging her from behind with her chin resting on her shoulder. The two looked like a couple deeply in sync.

Soon, the pink cotton candy was handed to Shen Jueshu. After paying, Sui Yu took her hand again and led her from one stall to the next, clearly in no hurry to head home.

As they wandered, they both gradually relaxed. Eventually, Sui Yu brought her back to the car, and they headed home together.

“You noticed it just now too, didn’t you?” Sui Yu’s voice was low and serious.

“Mm,” Shen Jueshu replied quietly. Just moments ago, she had sensed a subtle disturbance near them. Despite the busy crowd on the street, something had felt off—a faint ripple in the air, a shift that didn’t match the usual feel of brushing past strangers.

“But it seemed like they didn’t intend to make a move,” Shen Jueshu frowned.

“Maybe… it was because there were too many people?” Sui Yu speculated. But if that were the case—if the crowd made it inconvenient—then why had they come so close in the first place?

“I really don’t understand what these Traversers are trying to do,” Sui Yu muttered, brows furrowed. They seemed to be playing some kind of psychological game, but their actual goal remained unclear. If what Ding Qisi said before was true—that they wanted Sui Yu to suffer a more painful punishment—then why involve Shen Jueshu?

By logic, Shen Jueshu, the story’s female lead, shouldn’t be someone the Traversers needed to alter.

“Toying with us?” Shen Jueshu offered uncertainly.

Sui Yu glanced at her, then quickly looked away. “If they’re that twisted, I wouldn’t be surprised. Maybe they’re just enjoying the game—like a cat playing with mice.”

From the Traversers’ perspective, they were high above, and the two of them were nothing more than ants they could manipulate and torment for fun.

Shen Jueshu didn’t respond, but in the shadows, her expression darkened.

Sui Yu sighed softly. Maybe… maybe only when they confront the Traversers head-on will they finally understand what this is really about.

Meanwhile, somewhere else…

“Did you feel that?” a voice asked.

“No. Everything seemed normal,” another replied.

“Then why could they sense us?” the first voice was filled with confusion.

“Maybe they were faking it?”

“No way! If they were pretending, I would’ve noticed!” the voice sounded irritated at being doubted.

“And you’re so sure your clearance is that high?” someone else snapped back, clearly annoyed.

“Shut up! Want to test if I’ve got the clearance or not?”

No one said another word.

Back in Sui Yu and Shen Jueshu’s home, neither of them had any idea what had just occurred. After returning, Sui Yu’s gaze drifted toward the hidden door leading to the basement. A thoughtful look flickered in her eyes.

“What are you looking at?” Shen Jueshu asked.

Sui Yu turned to her and asked seriously, “These days… how badly are your thoughts still being affected?”

Shen Jueshu’s face stiffened slightly. She fell silent.

Seeing her reaction, Sui Yu already knew the answer. “I was thinking… should we try going back in sometime soon?”

Maybe it might help ease whatever’s influencing her mind?

Shen Jueshu sighed and cupped Sui Yu’s cheek in her hand. “Now’s not the right time.” They were both tied up with their own responsibilities, and to truly recreate the conditions from the novel, they’d need a significant chunk of uninterrupted time—something neither of them had right now.

Sui Yu let out a long breath. “Then we’ll wait until the Guardians finish handling their part. Maybe then we can try.”

As Sui Yu stood there, clearly still hung up on the basement, Shen Jueshu began to consider a different possibility. The basement was well-sealed and fully equipped. It wasn’t entirely out of the question that they might use it for… experiments of their own in the future.

Sui Yu was still lost in her regret, completely unaware of what was going through Shen Jueshu’s mind—and even less aware that what Jueshu was thinking might one day bring her to tears inside that very basement.

The next day greeted them with clear skies and warm sunshine. The weather was slowly shifting, the sharp bite of winter fading away, hinting at the arrival of spring. Even the air seemed lighter—just enough to lift a person’s mood.

But despite the beautiful weather, Sui Yu received an unexpected message—from Fu Xin.

She was surprised, to say the least. As far as she could remember, they’d only met once. She couldn’t figure out why Fu Xin would suddenly ask her to meet for a meal.

She hesitated. Part of her didn’t understand the reason, and another part couldn’t help but feel a little uncertain—because of how much Fu Xin resembled someone else.

In the end, she agreed. After letting Shen Jueshu know, she made her way to a small restaurant not far from the company. The place specialized in homestyle stir-fried dishes and had a down-to-earth, cozy atmosphere.

By the time she arrived, Fu Xin was already there. When she saw Sui Yu, she offered a gentle smile. “Honestly, I didn’t think you’d actually agree to come.”

Sui Yu paused, staying quiet. Even she found it hard to believe she had come.

“Would you like to add anything else?” Fu Xin handed her the menu.

Sui Yu glanced over the dishes Fu Xin had already ordered. It was more than enough for two, so she said, “No need. This is plenty.”

Fu Xin didn’t push. She passed the menu to the server and let them place the order. Then, turning her gaze back to Sui Yu—though it felt like she was looking through her, searching for someone else—she said softly, “Your personality reminds me of a friend I used to have.”

“Hm?” Sui Yu wasn’t sure where this was going—or why Fu Xin had really asked her here.

“I can’t remember what she looked like anymore,” Fu Xin said wistfully. “But your personality… it feels familiar. Like I’ve known it before.”

She shook her head slightly, bringing herself back. “But that’s not why I asked you out today.”

Her tone turned more serious. “President Sui, I asked you here today because I need a favor. I know it’s bold of me, especially since we’ve only met once. It’s presumptuous, and I’m sorry for that—but I really don’t have any other options.”

Sui Yu was quiet for a moment, then asked, “What kind of favor?”

Fu Xin gave a bitter smile. “You probably saw when you looked into my background—I’m signed with Yuetian Entertainment. My contract is about to expire, but they’re showing no intention of letting me go. I don’t want to stay there any longer. That’s why I’m hoping you can help me transfer to President Shen’s company.”

Sui Yu frowned slightly. “If your contract is ending, can’t you just leave?”

Though she’d heard bits and pieces about the entertainment industry, she didn’t know the ins and outs of how contracts worked for celebrities.

Fu Xin didn’t laugh at her lack of knowledge. Instead, she explained patiently, “The business ties between artists and their agencies are complicated. I still have endorsement deals and brand partnerships under Yuetian’s name, and those haven’t expired. That makes the whole process much messier.”

Sui Yu’s brows furrowed deeper. “Then why not go directly to Qingtian Media about this? With your status, I imagine they’d welcome you with open arms.”

Given Fu Xin’s position in the film and television industry, any company would be eager to sign her if she left her current agency.

“It’s not that simple,” Fu Xin said quietly. “With where I’m at in my career, I can’t afford to keep taking on low-quality projects. If I go to a big firm like Qingtian, they’ll definitely load me up with roles to maximize revenue. Worse, they might expect me to bring up their new rookies. That kind of arrangement would seriously hurt the long-term trajectory of my acting career.”

When she heard that, Sui Yu finally understood. “So, you want to use our connection to help negotiate a more flexible contract with Qingtian Media?”

Fu Xin nodded, her gaze carrying a hint of quiet pleading.

Normally, Sui Yu would’ve refused such an overstepping request outright. But looking at that familiar face—so eerily similar to another—she found herself unable to say the words. Instead, she fell silent.

“President Sui,” Fu Xin said softly, “I know I’m putting you in a difficult position. If I had any other option, I wouldn’t be troubling you like this.”

Sui Yu took a deep breath. “I can mention it to my wife, but whether anything comes of it will depend on whether her company approves you after a formal evaluation.”

The moment she agreed to help, Fu Xin’s eyes lit up. “Thank you, President Sui,” she said warmly, pouring her a cup of tea with a smile.

Sui Yu ignored the look in her eyes. What bothered her now was—how was she supposed to bring this up to Shen Jueshu?

The rest of the meal felt tasteless. When they parted ways outside the restaurant, Sui Yu got back into her car, still feeling conflicted. After all, this was about Shen Jueshu’s company. Wasn’t she crossing a line by interfering?

She felt a wave of frustration rising in her chest. Yes, she and Shen Jueshu were partners, but even between lovers, there were boundaries. Would this be seen as crossing one? How would Shen Jueshu take it?

When she returned to Suihe, Sui Yu headed straight for Shen Jueshu’s office, only to find she wasn’t there. After asking around, she learned that Shen Jueshu was in a meeting with the sales department.

Since she was occupied, Sui Yu didn’t push to speak with her right away. Instead, she returned to the lab and threw herself into work, trying not to overthink everything.

She had only agreed to help because of that face. That was all.

But what she didn’t know was that while she was buried in lab work, the internet had already exploded with rumors about her and Fu Xin. Paparazzi had fabricated a full-blown scandal—just short of claiming they were caught returning home together.

While Shen Jueshu was still in her meeting, she received a call from her management agency.

“President Shen, President Sui is trending,” the assistant said cautiously. “We wanted to check with you on how you’d like to handle it.”

Shen Jueshu raised an eyebrow in confusion. She lifted a hand to pause the meeting, stepped outside, and opened her blog app. The moment the homepage loaded, she saw the trending tag—Sui Yu and Fu Xin.

Her face darkened.

She remembered Sui Yu had told her about the lunch with Fu Xin, so she wasn’t blindsided. But she hadn’t expected it to be photographed and twisted into something like this.

She immediately had her team begin suppressing the topic’s visibility online. Then she returned to the meeting and motioned for it to continue. A baseless rumor like this wasn’t enough to derail her work.

The meeting ran for two full hours. But when it finally ended, she checked again and saw that the trending topic hadn’t faded—in fact, it was only climbing higher.

There was no way this was happening naturally. Someone was manipulating the heat behind it.

Without another word, she headed straight for the lab.

When she got there, she saw Sui Yu still working hard, completely unaware of the storm raging online. The topic had been trending for hours. Sui Yu hadn’t checked her phone, and Fu Xin hadn’t made any kind of clarification. To the public, it looked like silent confirmation.

Shen Jueshu knocked on the lab door.

Sui Yu looked up, and the moment she saw her, her eyes lit up with a cheerful smile.

She had just changed into clean clothes and now walked over, asking curiously, “What brings you up here?”

It was unusual—Shen Jueshu rarely came to find her during working hours.

But seeing her smile, Shen Jueshu’s tension eased. Suddenly, none of it seemed as important anymore.

She reached out to fix the slightly rumpled collar of Sui Yu’s shirt and said casually, “Your lunch with Fu Xin made the trending list.”

“They’re saying you’re cheating on me.”

Sui Yu’s eyes went wide in disbelief. “What?! Who’s trying to ruin my life?!”

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