Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 146 - 147: Endless Sea of Cars

But Su Xingyu never mentioned divorce to Lu Shifeng.

She was very clear that as long as that man didn’t let go, she simply couldn’t leave.

She gritted her teeth, enduring all his ravaging and torment. The silent war between them intensified, and she grew more and more haggard, her bones protruding. Meanwhile, the date scheduled for the shoot with "Moon Silk" had arrived.

The time was eight p.m., the location was a show site on the city’s outskirts.

Su Xingyu, barely holding up her weak body, changed into a T-shirt and jeans, slung her equipment bag over her shoulder, and almost fell while descending the stairs.

Mrs. Gui watched in fright and hurriedly came over to support her, "Madam, don’t go, rest at home, okay?"

Su Xingyu weakly shook her head, her voice very soft, "I must go."

Mrs. Gui helplessly insisted, "Then let the driver take you? If anything happens to you, the young master would be heartbroken!"

"Him?" Su Xingyu let out a cold smile on her face that was as withered as a broken petal, "The one who wishes to tire me to death...isn’t it him?" With that, she pushed away Mrs. Gui’s supporting hand and forced herself to walk out the door with renewed spirit.

Outside, the garden full of white roses had already wilted, and the wind carried the scent of decay.

Mr. Zhong, the housekeeper pruning the branches in the garden, saw her and worriedly advised, "Madam, take the car, wouldn’t you?" They all knew she usually liked to walk out of the villa area and take the bus herself, but now her health was so poor, could she walk at all?

Su Xingyu still shook her head to refuse.

The housekeeper set down the flower shears and, insisting, grabbed the equipment bag from her shoulder, "At least let me take you to the bus station."

At this point, Su Xingyu couldn’t refuse anymore, so she said, "Thank you."

"I’m just a servant; why thank me," the housekeeper still wanted to persuade her further but having been around for this while, he knew her temperament was as stubborn as the young master’s and could only sigh heavily.

This was a large wealthy district, and with Su Xingyu not feeling well, it took her half an hour to reach the exit, stopping and starting along the way.

Su Xingyu leaned on a tree in front of the gate, wiping away a light sweat.

The housekeeper urged again, "Madam, even if you don’t like riding the home’s cars, at least take a taxi. From here to the bus stop is nearly two kilometers; if you continue like this, your body won’t hold up."

Su Xingyu looked ahead, the road lined with greenery extending forward with no end in sight.

Normally, even when she was spirited, walking there would exhaust her; now, she truly couldn’t cope. She sighed quietly and finally gave in, "Alright, I’ll take a taxi."

She used her phone to call a taxi, then waited over ten minutes for the car to arrive.

She took the equipment bag Mr. Zhong handed her, got in the car, and announced the address of the show venue on the outskirts to the driver.

The driver hit the gas and took off, making small talk with her, "Miss, are you visiting a friend here? Why not have your friend send a car for you? This is a wealthy district, every household has luxury cars and drivers. We taxi drivers usually avoid this area."

Su Xingyu’s voice was somewhat tired, "When people get rich, they become arrogant."

The driver chuckled, "You’ve got quite the philosophy there, huh? You’re right; rich folks aren’t anything good. Last time, a Lamborghini sideswiped me on the highway; you wouldn’t believe the attitude of that car owner!..." As he drove, he kept rambling to Su Xingyu about the incident, spitting all over, filled with bitterness and resentment.

Su Xingyu glanced at her watch and asked, "Driver, how long until we reach the venue?"

The driver replied, "We’re taking the highway; it won’t be long, at most an hour. What’s your arrival time?"

Su Xingyu told him, "Eight o’clock."

The driver laughed nonchalantly, "It’s early, plenty of time! It’s only after six right now; no problem!"

But his assurance hadn’t been out for long before there was indeed a problem.

Halfway through the highway, the taxi encountered a traffic jam, the car flow turning into a long dragon, moving intermittently, and eventually stopping completely. The driver was vexed, "Something must’ve happened ahead; this road normally doesn’t get congested."

Su Xingyu grew anxious; she couldn’t afford to be late.

The driver turned on the car radio, tuned it to the traffic channel, and quickly received the broadcast, "Attention all drivers, a major traffic accident occurred in the city’s 108 highway heading from downtown to the Whitehorse High-Tech Zone, causing blockage. Drivers are advised to choose alternate routes. Repeat, the city’s 108 highway from downtown to the Whitehorse High-Tech Zone..."

"Just our luck," the driver couldn’t help but complain, "Now we don’t know how long we’ll have to wait."

Su Xingyu checked her watch again; it was already past seven.

She couldn’t help but ask, "Driver, can we switch to another route? I’m short on time."

The driver replied, "As you can see, we’re surrounded by vehicles; there’s no way to switch! We’re far from the closest ramp, simply impossible to change directions! Miss, prepare yourself for being late."

Su Xingyu was desperately worried, but being stuck on the highway left her no options. She took out her phone to call the person in charge at Moon Silk to inform them of the potential delay but failed to connect after several attempts.

Upon closer inspection, her phone had no signal.

"This lousy phone!" In her frustration, she cursed and asked to borrow the driver’s phone.

Just as the driver handed her the phone, static crackled over the radio, followed by the broadcast sporadically reporting, "Near accident site...base station collapse...currently...casualties..."

"Well then," the driver chuckled wryly, "Without the base station, where’s the signal? We can only wait until the traffic clears to drive past this section and call when we’re within another base station’s coverage area."

Su Xingyu was skeptical but found no connection after several attempts and resigned herself, staring dazedly out the window. Outside the window, the snake-like lines of cars were at a standstill; what could she do?

"What if I get out and walk?" she asked the driver, "How far to walk beyond this stretch?"

"I wouldn’t dare let you walk alone on the highway," the driver quickly locked the car doors, "If anything happens to you, I’ll be jointly responsible! Besides, even if you walk, you can’t get out; we’re far from any ramps!"

"Driver, I’m really dealing with something urgent!" Su Xingyu was restless, pleading, "Please let me out! With the road jammed like this, what’s there to worry about? If necessary, I’ll write a guarantee letter for you, saying I’m voluntarily leaving the car, and you won’t be liable for anything that happens to me! If that’s not enough, I’ll give you all the money I have—over 500 yuan—just let me out!"

She actually emptied her wallet, stacking all the cash, including coins, in front of the driver.

Seeing her in such distress, the driver sighed, "Alright, alright, I’ll make an exception and let you out. I don’t need your money, just settle the fare. That said, you’re quite something, running through the suburbs alone without keeping some for safety!"

"Thank you, driver!" Su Xingyu gratefully took her things and exited the car.

Walking ahead along the stationary flow of cars, she had only one thought: to get out of the congested highway as soon as possible and arrive at the show venue promptly!