"The famous actor, Zhang Yifan, arrived in the southern city tonight at eight, and was madly crowded by fans. He quickly left with the escort of his bodyguards..."
The pleasant female voice echoed in her ears. Yan Sheng curved her thin lips, turned off the radio, stepped on the gas pedal, and disappeared into the bustling street.
Yan Sheng, a popular actress in the entertainment industry, skyrocketed to fame due to her role in the drama 'An Angel Will Love You For Me'. With her exceptional acting skills, pure looks, and unique aura, she received immense popularity. She was crowned as the "National Goddess".
It would undoubtedly shock the entire entertainment industry if they knew that Yan Sheng, the "Goddess", had been married three years ago.
Thinking about that handsome and gentle man, Yan Sheng could not help but smile. She drove her car fast, directing it towards Zhang Yifan's villa in the eastern suburbs.
Indeed, her husband, with whom she had been secretly married for three years, was the reigning King of Film and Television, Zhang Yifan!
The blue Porsche stopped in front of a retro villa gate. Yan Sheng got out of the car hurriedly, seemingly eager to rush into that man's arms.
Entering the gate, the security guard bowed respectfully to her. She, being both anxious and excited, didn't even notice the withered roses in the garden nor the slightly weird expression on the doorman’s face and walked into the house.
"Yifan, I missed you so much..."
Suddenly, a soft feminine voice penetrated into Yan Sheng's ear.
The voice wasn't loud, but it made Yan Sheng's heart skip a beat.
Following the voice, Yan Sheng changed her direction and made her way towards the bedroom on the right.
The woman's coquettish voice was getting clearer, and Yan Sheng's temples were beating faster. Her heart was tightened, and she even had a hard time breathing.
"Do you miss me? Or do you miss this? Huh???"
Just as Yan Sheng was almost closer, a sudden male voice entered her ears. The magnetic resonance was like jade colliding, that amorous tone made her blush and heartbeat intermixed.
Yan Sheng's body froze instantly, standing there, her face paling progressively.
She almost doubted herself, thinking she had heard wrong, but how could she mishear the man she had been with for three years?
"Yi Fan, when will you divorce her? I don't want to wait anymore…”
The woman pushed the man, her playful eyes looking at Zhang Yi Fan seductively. Her appearance would make any man's heart itch.
Zhang Yi Fan grabbed her hand, stepped forward, and pressed the woman onto the sofa behind him. He surged forward, pouring out his desire with the woman's moan.
A sight of spring filled the room, wave after wave of electric current-like pleasure swept over them, burying both of them. Zhang Yi Fan pursed his thin lips, and whispered, "I will definitely divorce! However... the time has not yet come!!”
His voice was magnetically persuasive, carrying an elusive feeling. Those short words were like a thunderclap to Yan Sheng.
She gazed in astonishment, proceeding from surprise to despair, the emotions in her eyes constantly changing, finally settling into silence.
Yan Sheng clenched her fists, staring straight at the lover in the room who was wrapped up with another woman. She yearned to tear them apart, yet her legs felt as if they were filled with lead, unable to move a step.
Inside the room, the man and woman were passionately in love, while outside, Yan Sheng's heart was already as cold as ice.
She didn't know how long it took. Yan Sheng only felt her hands and feet turn icy cold as she stumbled out.
She couldn't do it. She didn't have the courage to face this reality.
She could never have imagined that the man she deeply loved, and the husband with whom she recited marriage vows, would... be with another man...
How she wished that all of this was just her hallucination.