Rose Inn 9

Kang Fu poked his head out of the kitchen, looking puzzled. He didn't recall ordering any packages.

Su Man straightened up, looked at him, and said with profound implication, "Mr. Kang, your package has arrived. Go and get it."

"Oh, so my package is here..." Kang Fu hypnotized himself, "I'll go get it then."

He had no idea what was going on from start to finish, yet he was somehow entangled in every single event.

Kang Fu opened the door. A woman wearing a hood and bundled up tightly shoved a package into his arms. She cast a furtive glance at Su Man inside the room and said loudly, "Zhou Miaomiao delivering for you. Your pre-ordered wedding dress has arrived. Please sign for it. Goodbye."

After saying this, Zhou Miaomiao vanished. Kang Fu stood there, holding the dress, feeling bewildered.

His wedding dress had been ordered long ago. What was this in his hands?

"Mr. Kang, the wedding dress you ordered for your wife must be beautiful. I’m so envious... May I have a look at it?"

Lin Hui had appeared behind him at some point, her eyes locked onto the package, her voice eerie as a ghost.

Kang Fu didn't know how to respond and looked to Su Man for help. Without realizing it, he had come to rely on Su Man as his anchor; the boldness he usually displayed in the business world was completely useless in this situation.

Su Man stepped in to save the day, though her words left Kang Fu even more confused. "Mr. Kang, I heard this wedding dress was a surprise for Miss Bei Jia. I also heard you cleared out a room on the second floor to prepare this surprise. Since Lin Hui and I are both free, why don't we help you decorate?"

Kang Fu stammered a few times. He realized that no matter what Su Man said, he just had to nod along. "Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"

Lin Hui chimed in, "Not at all!"

The three of them went to the second floor. After a brief hesitation, Kang Fu opened a door.

Inside the room stood a mannequin, as if confirming Su Man’s claim about the surprise. This wasn't something Su Man had prepared; besides being a celebrity, Bei Jia enjoyed designing clothes, which was why the mannequin was there.

Under Su Man’s expectant gaze, Kang Fu nervously opened the package. It really was a wedding dress, and it looked exceptionally magnificent.

The hem was adorned with scattered diamonds that sparkled brilliantly in the sunlight.

Lin Hui stared, mesmerized. As if possessed, she reached out to touch it, unable to pull her hand away.

Taking advantage of this, Su Man leaned close to Kang Fu, quickly and concisely explaining the situation so he would know how to proceed.

After explaining, she glanced at Lin Hui, who seemed enchanted by the dress, and lowered her voice: "Everything I said earlier was just to provoke her. It seems to have worked; she is overcome with jealousy. Seeing this dress, she will definitely want to be the first to wear it. When that happens, you must jump out and play the villain. She likes you so much that she won't want to hear harsh words from you. If her mental state collapses, she will inevitably pour out her grievances. That is when we should be able to learn the truth."

If Lin Hui hadn't been so focused on clinging to Kang Fu while refusing to speak, Su Man wouldn't have resorted to such a desperate measure.

Kang Fu hesitated. "Why can't I just ask her directly?"

"If you ask her directly, what if she has a breakdown and kills you on the spot?"

If he died, what would happen to the reward promised to her? She could take risks, but her employer absolutely could not.

Furthermore, she felt that Lin Hui was someone with immense self-restraint and a very tight seal on her lips. Especially now that she was in a new skin, even if Kang Fu asked directly, there was a high chance she would feign ignorance. Not only would they fail to find out anything, but they would also alert the enemy, which would be highly counterproductive. Her plan, while not perfect, was guaranteed to be effective.

Kang Fu reluctantly agreed.

Su Man then held out her hand to him. "You have to pay for the wedding dress—1,000 Horror Coins."

Fortunately, having an acquaintance like Zhou Miaomiao meant they could pull this off; otherwise, the whole scheme would have likely fallen apart.

The three of them decorated for the "surprise," each with their own secret agenda. Kang Fu found an excuse to leave first. "I'll go get some balloons for the decorations."

Su Man paused and said, "Go ahead. We’ll take a break too. I need to use the restroom."

After they both left, Lin Hui was the only one remaining in the room.

Just as Su Man had guessed, Lin Hui stared at the dress, lost in thought. Her hands wandered over it of their own volition, while in her mind, she kept replaying the sweet expression on Kang Fu’s face whenever he mentioned Bei Jia. Her own face twisted in response.

They would wear this dress to get married and be happy forever... She felt delirious. A voice in her head grew louder and louder: *Put it on. Put it on. This belongs to you. Bei Jia stole everything from you! You should be the one wearing it to have a beautiful future with Kang Fu. Haven't you ever dreamed of walking down the aisle with him?*

Perhaps the temptation was too strong. By the time Lin Hui realized what she was doing, she was already wearing the dress.

She panicked for a moment, but when she looked at herself in the mirror, a sense of satisfaction flooded her face. *That’s right, this dress was meant for me.* Even the size was a perfect fit.

Her resolve hardened. She would take not just the dress, but Kang Fu as well. These things were hers! Bei Jia had stolen her life! She hadn't done anything wrong; she was merely reclaiming what belonged to her.

Even with these thoughts, her inherently timid nature made her feel guilty. It wasn't until she saw that Su Man and Kang Fu hadn't returned that her courage grew.

She even opened the door and crept out. Seeing that no one had discovered her, she grew even bolder.

She walked down the stairs, as if she could already see herself becoming the mistress of this household.

Kang Fu and Su Man were hiding around a nearby corner. Kang Fu asked Su Man, "Is it time? Do we need to wait any longer?"

"Let her fantasize for two more seconds." Su Man paused, then suddenly added, "I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling."

What had she forgotten?

But the arrow was already on the bowstring; there was no time to ponder. She signaled Kang Fu to go out and told him to deliver some harsh words.

"What are you doing?" Kang Fu dove into character instantly, roaring in feigned fury. He played the part well.

Su Man stepped forward at the right moment. "Lin Hui? Why are you wearing someone else's wedding dress? This is for her wedding."

"So you really are in love with a married man? You lied before. Do you want to destroy their relationship? They are getting married soon. I never thought you were this kind of person."

Lin Hui admitted that the moment she saw Kang Fu, all the excuses she had prepared vanished. Listening to Su Man’s words, her mind was filled with panic. "Kang Fu, listen to me, I’m not—I’m not that kind of person..."

"You don't need to explain. You are exactly..."

Before he could finish his harsh words, a voice filled with disbelief rang out from downstairs: "Kang... Fu? What are you doing? Who is that woman?"