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

Gu Chenye's heart suddenly tightened and he stared at her lips trying to see more clearly, but the water was shaking too much and he was not sure whether Yan Ji really said anything or he was dazzled and saw it wrong.

Ke Yanji's hands were pinching his neck tightly, and the coldness in her eyes was clearly visible, which made Gu Chenye doubt whether she really wanted to kill him.

As her fingers tightened, the man's throat bone also felt the pain brought by the pressure, followed by suffocation. Gu Chenye grabbed Yan Ji's hand, turned over, and easily took the dominant position, pressing the man under him with just one leg: "You want me to die so much?"

He was breathing heavily, and his wet hair hung down due to his condescending posture, and water was dripping down continuously.

A drop of water fell into Yan Ji's eyes, and she closed them subconsciously. The man's hand covered her eyes, and his fingertips fell behind her ear, stroking it very lightly with a flirtatious look.

As he did this, the mist in the air began to churn. Yan Ji suddenly opened her eyes, but Gu Chenye had already held the back of her head and kissed her.

The soft lips rolled deeper and deeper, and when the tip of the tongue probed in, Yan Ji opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and then began to resist and struggle.

How could Gu Chenye give her a chance? The restlessness that had been suppressed all night seemed to have an outlet at this moment. He pinched her jaw and kissed her deeper and deeper.

Yan Ji was taking a shower with no clothes on, and after Gu Chenye came back, he changed into thin home clothes. Now they were soaked and stuck to his body, as if he was not wearing any clothes, and did not pose any obstruction at all.

Today is the anniversary of Xu Mengran's death. Yan Ji's disgust towards Gu Chenye has reached its peak. He is really annoyed just by seeing him once, so how could he possibly let him touch him?

During the struggle, Yan Ji scratched Gu Chenye's hands until the skin was broken, but he could not break free. The sound of water splashed everywhere.

She struggled so hard that the man's interest was worn out. Gu Chenye stopped and tucked her messy hair behind her ears. His voice was thick and hoarse with moisture: "You know my location so well? Did you hire someone to follow me?"

Yan Ji tilted his head, not letting him see the expression on his face: "You haven't done anything wrong, are you afraid that I will find someone to follow you?"

Gu Chenye's whereabouts were revealed to her by Xu Yanli. Today in the cemetery, he showed her the photo of him and Mu Yunyao going into the night together. They were standing side by side, very close to each other. The woman was talking with her head tilted up, and the man was listening with his ear cocked.

Gu Chenye looked at her and smiled softly: "We are about to get divorced, do you still care whether I have done anything wrong?"

"Even if it's something you don't want, as long as you haven't thrown it away, you'll feel disgusted if it gets smeared, right?"

The man frowned, looking disgusted: "You are a girl, and you speak so vulgarly all the time. Who taught you to do that?"

"People in our village all speak like this, and there are even more vulgar ones. Do you want to listen?" Yan Ji raised his eyebrows and began to become as frivolous as usual, with sarcasm in his expression and words.

This group of people always prided themselves on being noble and felt that they were chosen by heaven, while she was from the countryside, so they looked down on her in every way.

"..."

His heart choked, staring at Yan Ji's lips which had become moist and rosy again, and he couldn't help thinking: This mouth is really not suitable for speaking, it can make people angry to death.

Even if it was an ergonomically designed bathtub, kneeling in it for too long would still hurt. He propped himself up and stood up. Several buttons on his shirt had come undone during the struggle. The soaked fabric stuck to his body, revealing his slender and powerful muscles. "If you don't want to do it, take a good bath. If there's a next time, I'll take it as an invitation."

Having said that, he still felt a heavy panic stirring in his heart. Although Yan Ji said that she didn't want to die, he always felt that if he had come in a little later, she might have been on her way to the hospital by now.

He looked at Yan Ji deeply and went to the shower room next door.

The sound of water splashing came from next door. Yan Ji finally let go of all his strength and let himself lean weakly on the edge of the bathtub. The mocking smile on his face had disappeared, replaced by confusion.

……

The next day, New Year's Eve, except for the security guard on duty at the door, everyone else in the Gu Mansion went home for the holiday. The huge villa was empty and even the words seemed to echo.

When Yan Ji went downstairs, Gu Chenye was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. She paused and blurted out, "Why are you still here?"

It's no wonder she was so surprised, because at this time of year before, he would have returned home.

Gu Chenye looked at her home clothes and frowned: "Go change your clothes and come back to Gu's house for dinner later."

In front of Yan Ji, frowning had become a habitual action for him, and the number of times he did it in a day was almost as many as in a week when he was in the company.

Yan Ji: "... Tell me, what disaster do you want me to help you avoid?"

Their marriage was planned by her, and it ended up being quite ugly. Gu's parents were not happy with her as their notorious daughter-in-law, so Gu Chenye never took her back home for the New Year. Gu's relatives also ignored her and never asked about her, let alone called her to ask her to go back.

Gu Chenye frowned again, his face looked ugly, and he said stiffly: "You are my wife, isn't it normal for you to go back to your parents-in-law's house for the New Year? Or do you want to go back to the Yan family?"

His family does not have the bad custom of having to go back to the man's home during the Chinese New Year.

Yan Ji pulled out a stool and sat down, and asked with a half-smile: "If you take me back, aren't you afraid that your parents will be mad at you during the New Year's Day?"

Although she didn't know what was wrong with Gu Chenye, she still wanted to give him a reminder.

The man said coldly, "Just go change your clothes if I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

No matter how warm the atmosphere is, it will instantly drop to freezing point as soon as Yan Ji opens his mouth.

"Then you should get a dog."

"..."

He didn't know whether his parents would be furious or not, but he himself was so angry that he had no appetite for breakfast.

Neither of them spoke anymore. The only sound in the huge restaurant was the occasional knock of chopsticks against dishes. In this atmosphere, Yan Ji's cell phone suddenly rang. The silence around them made the volume, which was considered normal, seem deafening. She tilted her head to take a look and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

Thinking it was a customer, she put down her chopsticks and picked up the phone: "Hello, I'm Yan Ji."

"I'm Yun Yao's mother. I'm calling to meet you and talk about Yun Yao's return to China." The other party's voice was arrogant, as if Yan Ji was an ant who was not worth her even a glance.

They broke their promise, and instead of her coming to ask for an explanation, they came to her instead.

Yan Ji: "No, Spring Festival comes only once a year, I don't want to waste it on someone I hate."

The other party said calmly: "Then I have no choice but to go and pay my respects to the daughter of the Xu family who unfortunately passed away young."