Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Aunt Song: "??"

Listen, is this what a husband can say? She glanced at the wife who was almost burying her face in the pillow on the bed, and then at Mr. Gu who was folding his legs on the sofa and looking cold and ruthless. The words of persuading divorce rolled on the tip of her tongue several times, and finally she said: I silently recited the words 'Persuading peace but not persuading separation' dozens of times in my mind before I suppressed it.

On the bed, Yan Ji murmured in a low voice, probably because she felt cold, because after she finished speaking, she curled up her body even tighter.

Gu Chenye looked at Yan Ji, whose cheeks were burning red and unable to wake up from a drowsy state. Without her arrogant and domineering aura, she was as fragile as if someone could crush her to death with just a light hand.

When had Yan Ji ever been so embarrassed and pitiful? However, she was like this, which actually made Gu Chenye feel somewhat inexplicably soft-hearted.

The man's Adam's apple rolled irritably, and he closed his eyes several times, "Go get the wife's pajamas."

"Okay," Aunt Song took the clothes and went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water: "My wife likes to be clean and doesn't like to be sweaty. She usually doesn't go to bed without taking a shower or changing clothes, and wiping can also help cool down. ”

Gu Chenye tried his best to suppress the irritability in his heart and sneered: "Then don't change, just lie down like this."

At this moment, he even wanted to slam the door and leave, regardless of whether she was dead or alive, but in the end, he reached out and lifted the quilt off Yan Ji, and said impatiently: "Get up and change clothes."

Aunt Song went out very wisely.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was suitable, not cold. However, as soon as the quilt was lifted, Yan Ji shivered with cold. He closed his eyes and reached out randomly to touch the quilt that Gu Chenye had thrown away.

"If you don't want to burn yourself into a fool, just get up and change your clothes."

Yan Ji's eyes were still closed, and he kept groping with his hands, turning a deaf ear to Gu Chenye's words.

"..." The man waited patiently for a few seconds. When he saw that Yan Ji was still searching for the quilt, his face became more gloomy and sharp: "Yan Ji."

Still no response.

Gu Chenye breathed heavily for a few times, but finally endured his anger and bent down to help her take off her clothes. He was impatient, and Yan Ji was uncooperative. After several struggles, he only heard a "chick" sound, and the pajamas were too thin. The fabric was torn with a long tear.

The woman's fair skin was exposed in his burning eyes. Gu Chenye's palm pressed against her body seemed to be pressed against a burning coal. He was so burned that he subconsciously curled up his fingers and brushed her fingertips. skin, soft and smooth to the touch...

A hot complex emotion suddenly arose in his heart, as if a hand had reached into his chest, causing his internal organs to tremble, and even his breathing became unsteady. Soon, a layer of fine liquid oozed out on his forehead. of sweat.

He stripped off Yan Ji's clothes, including his underwear, in a few strokes. The woman resisted and kept pushing him, mumbling something.

Gu Chenye thought she was calling her cold, so he said condescendingly, "I can bear the cold too."

He pulled Yan Ji to sit up on the bed, put one hand around her waist and held her in his arms, and with the other hand he picked up the nightgown and put it on her body.

The woman was resting her head on his shoulder, and it was only then that he heard clearly what she had been chattering about: "It hurts, it hurts so much."

This is not the first time Yan Ji has complained about pain in her sleep. Last time in his office, she also complained about pain after falling asleep.

Gu Chenye moved his hands, frowned and asked her, "Where does it hurt?"

"..." She didn't answer, and she stopped mumbling, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Yanji, speak."

She was shaken so hard that she couldn't sleep and murmured: "It hurts everywhere."

Gu Chenye thought she was injured when she was arguing with Qian Wei just now, and snorted sarcastically: "It wasn't very powerful at the time, why are you complaining about pain now?"

He paused and his tone became a little softer: "Where is the injury?"

Yan Ji was so groggy that she didn't hear what Gu Chenye was saying clearly. She just felt that this person's endless chatter was annoying. She was very cold and couldn't touch the quilt, so she desperately tried to curl up.

It was precisely because of this action that Gu Chenye saw the large and small scars on her back, which had turned white and were left long ago.

The two of them had never been in a state of infatuation, and when they couldn't restrain themselves, they fired their guns. They always turned off the lights, and it was difficult to detect such flat scars just by touch.

Zhou Shuyue's words, 'Yan Ji's life was not very good when he was a child' came up in Gu Chenye's mind again. He originally thought that the conditions were just a little more difficult, but he didn't expect that there was abuse. It's just that this injury... didn't look like he was beaten. .

Before he could think about it, there was a knock on the door. It was Aunt Song who led the doctor up.

He helped Yan Ji put on his clothes with a sullen face, stood up and opened the door. Seeing that he looked unhappy, the two of them just said hello to him and entered the room with concerned eyes.

Ten minutes later, the doctor came out and was shocked to see Gu Chenye standing in the corridor smoking a cigarette: "Mr. Gu."

"what happened?"

"It's just a cold and a fever. I've given my wife a fever-reducing injection. I think the temperature will drop down soon."

Gu Chenye: "I'm asking you, why did she catch a cold and have a fever?"

Doctor: "...cold, food accumulation, or fright may cause fever. In this case, my wife must have caught a cold."

"She was either at home or in the car that night, and the cold wind blew for a few minutes while going up and downstairs. Did she catch a cold?"

"It's not just because in these few minutes, there is a process from symptoms to fever. Maybe you had a cold before, but it's just getting worse now."

"..."

Doctor: "I have told my wife before that she has a weak immune system and needs to pay more attention to diet and exercise, but my wife doesn't seem to care about her body very much."

"Weak immunity? I pay you millions a year, but you don't know how to adjust her immunity?" Gu Chenye's anger finally naturally found an outlet, but before he could start to show off, his cell phone Ringed.

It was Xie Fangze who called: "Mr. Gu, the meeting is going to be late. Where have you been?"

"...Delay it for half an hour."

"Ok."

After Xie Fang responded, he immediately hung up the phone. Waiting a second longer was all he had done as a secretary all these years in vain. Hearing this cool tone made him angry.

……

Yan Ji's fever subsided quickly and she became more awake, but she still had little energy. Aunt Song took care of her and finished her meal. As soon as she recovered, she went to work.

Aunt Song couldn't help but had to call Gu Chenye. She put her phone on speakerphone and wanted him to persuade her. The other end was silent for a few seconds: "Am I her mother?"