The villains are all my vests

Chapter 3 Debut is the pinnacle, and the pinnacle is retirement (3)

Gu Zhihuan was sitting on the lazy sofa, she took off her makeup, her facial features looked very soft, the corners of her mouth were pursed into a straight line, holding a mobile phone, she didn't know who she was chatting with.

Han Yue suddenly became dissatisfied.

My wife is quiet, she must be chatting!
While talking about loving himself, this person went looking for other bad guys!Simply too much!
Han Yue strode over and grabbed the phone Gu Zhihuan was holding.

Gu Zhihuan was caught off guard, and when his hands were empty, he saw Han Yue throwing his mobile phone directly on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, Han Yue grabbed her hand, his eyes were cold: "Who are you chatting with so happily?"

"Aren't you divorced?" Gu Zhihuan's tone was also very cold.

Anyone who finds out on their wedding day that their husband is going to have a divorce after stepping into the sewer will not feel happy.

Han Yue stared at Gu Zhihuan in disbelief: "So you wanted to divorce a long time ago!"

Gu Zhihuan: "..."

"Impossible!" Han Yue sneered, he suddenly bent over and hugged Gu Zhihuan, easily lifted Gu Zhihuan from the beanbag sofa, and threw him onto the bed.

There was nothing technical about it, it was extremely rough.

Gu Zhihuan frowned in pain, and was about to get up immediately: "Why are you crazy, I still have business———"

Han Yue's movements were urgent and heavy, almost like a dog biting.

Gu Zhihuan almost burst out laughing, she was afraid of stimulating Han Yue's dignity as a man, so she forcibly endured it, but her body trembled slightly because of holding back the laughter.

Han Yue felt the body under him tremble slightly, moved his lips back a little, and stared at the person under him viciously: "How do I compare with your other little white faces?"

Gu Zhihuan was stunned.

"Is their kissing skills as good as mine?" Han Yue grinned.

Gu Zhihuan: "..."

"Huh?" Han Yue held Gu Zhihuan's chin with his hand, forcing her to look at him: "Speak."

Gu Zhihuan had no idea what Han Yue was up to, so he could only follow his words and reply, "No."

Han Yue's face changed, and his hands became stronger: "You actually kissed someone else?!"

"..." This is not a multiple-choice question, but a proposition!

After Han Yue finished yelling, he turned over and pressed up again: "Isn't it enough to have me, huh?"

"You're reading some strange novel again." Gu Zhihuan was speechless.

Such a shameful and second-year line, I can't bear to look directly at it.

"Answer my question." Han Yue said in a deep voice.

Gu Zhihuan: "...Yes."

With his chin in other people's hands, Gu Zhihuan knows how to assess the situation.

Han Yue raised his eyebrows, as if he was invisibly pleased by Gu Zhihuan's answer.

He wanted to laugh, but felt that he would lose if he smiled like this in front of Gu Zhihuan, so his face tensed up.

With a light cough, Han Yue stood up and looked down at Gu Zhihuan condescendingly: "If you want, go and cook for me. When I'm in a good mood, I will naturally satisfy you."

Gu Zhihuan grinned grimly: "I'm your boss now, do you still want to be a professional?"

Han Yue's expression changed.

Gu Zhihuan kicked him down: "Get out and cook."

Han Yue gritted his teeth and went downstairs reluctantly.

Listening to the sound of him coming downstairs, Gu Zhihuan lay on the bed, looked at the white ceiling, and covered her eyes with her hands.

The phone vibrated restlessly.

Gu Zhihuan took the phone and sat up instantly: "Hello, Chen Bo?"

"Call me Dr. Chen! Or call me by my English name, EDISON." Chen Bo gritted his teeth authentically.

"Have you read the report?" Gu Zhihuan asked straight to the point.

Chen Bo opened his mouth wide: "I thought your attitude would be better when begging for help."

Gu Zhihuan raised his forehead: "I thought the money I sent you was enough for you to shut up."

"..." Chen Bo laughed awkwardly: "I read Mr. Han's inspection report, and it is similar to your results in the hospital. There is no serious problem."

Gu Zhihuan sneered: "Then it shouldn't be a serious problem for you to lose your job."

"Don't worry. I haven't finished my sentence yet." The old god Chen Bo said authentically: "It just so happened that I was having dinner with my wife. She majored in psychology. We researched it and suspected that Mr. Han's behavior was both physical and psychological. Stimulus-induced cognitive impairment."

"speak English."

"That is to say, Mr. Han may have regarded some things that happened in the past, or what appeared in his subconscious mind as reality. If you think about it carefully, whether Mr. Han did anything today may be what he subconsciously wanted to do." Chen Bo said slowly.

Gu Zhihuan was silent for a moment before opening his mouth: "Are you talking about divorce?"

Chen Bo immediately shook his head several times: "No, no, no, Mr. Han has loved you very much for so many years, we all know that, of course it can't be this matter."

Just kidding, with Gu Zhihuan and Han Yue's strength, if they really get divorced, the people around them will suffer as well.

"I haven't thought of it yet." Gu Zhihuan let out a long breath: "Can it be cured?"

"Cognitive impairment... needs time to recuperate. If the problem is not serious, it should be rectified in a few days." Chen Bo thought about it.

Gu Zhihuan glanced at his wrinkled wedding dress, and frowned slightly: "What if it's still not good after a few days?"

"As long as there is love, everything is possible." Chen Bo said seriously.

"What about the body?" Gu Zhihuan had a headache.

"No problem." Chen Bo was very sure.

"So I can only wait?" Gu Zhihuan recalled Han Yue's performance today, and gripped the phone tightly.

"You can also maintain an optimistic and positive attitude." Chen Bo said.

"Help the recovery?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

"It's not Boss Han, it's you." Chen Bo said.

Gu Zhihuan hung up the phone with a "snap" and lay back on the bed.

Before Gu Zhihuan fell asleep, he heard the alarm downstairs, the piercing siren and Yan Xie's panicked voice came at the same time.

Gu Zhihuan hurriedly rushed down wearing slippers, the downstairs was already surrounded by smoke.

Yan Xie was struggling to drag Han Yue out of the kitchen.

"What's wrong, Uncle Yan?" Gu Zhihuan was startled, and he came to his senses.

"Cough... Han... Boss Han... blew up the microwave..." Yan Xie bent over and coughed several times.

Han Yue's eyes widened: "Don't blame me, it's because your microwave oven is of poor quality! Let me tell you, Gu Zhihuan, you guys are touching porcelain!"

Gu Zhihuan: ...

She couldn't bear it all day!
After finally putting out the fire and eating, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Gu Zhihuan was about to go to bed after taking a shower, only to realize that she was facing a bigger problem.

　Silently forecast a wave of cars...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)