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

It was rare that Yan Ji didn't stab him. She was in a good mood today. Dropping out of school without telling her teacher had always been a knot in her heart. In the past two years, she didn't dare to contact the old man or see him, for fear of seeing his extremely disappointed eyes. Now, this knot was finally untied.

It was past nine when they returned to Kyoto. Yan Ji had gotten up early and her mood was too volatile. She felt very sleepy as soon as she got in the car. Her head was dizzy and it hurt when she was slightly shaken. But she had a poor sleep and was very picky about the environment. It took her a long time to get ready even in the Gu Mansion where she was used to living, not to mention in the car.

So even though she closed her eyes and dozed off the whole time, the discomfort in her body did not get relieved at all.

The car drove into the Gu Mansion, and the lights suddenly illuminated a figure. The driver looked carefully and said, "Sir, it's Miss Mu."

Mu Yunyao stood at the door of the villa, holding a cake in her hand. She was carefully dressed up from her hair accessories to her clothes, and her face was delicately made up. She didn't know how long she had been standing there, and the tip of her nose was a little red from the cold.

Yan Ji didn't even raise an eyebrow: "I came to you to celebrate her birthday with you."

Gu Chenye glanced at her with a sullen face: "Speak nicely, don't be sarcastic."

The car stopped in front of the Gu Mansion. Mu Yunyao stood there without moving until she saw Gu Chenye getting out of the car. Then she raised the corners of her lips, but her face was stiff from being frozen for too long, and her smile was uglier than crying.

Gu Chenye: "Why didn't you tell me you were here?"

His attitude was cold, no different from when he was with Gu's employees.

Mu Yunyao's excitement was extinguished by a basin of cold water. She was already shivering in the cold wind, and now her heart felt even colder. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that when Gu Chenye asked her questions, he subconsciously glanced at Yan Ji behind him, just like those henpecked men in movies and TV dramas who only obey their wives.

No, she must have seen it wrong. Chen Ye couldn't be like this. Even if he had feelings for Yan Ji now, he couldn't become the kind of henpecked husband who had to look up to his wife before he spoke or did anything and had no self-dignity.

"Chen Ye," Mu Yunyao walked up to the man, raised her head and looked at him, with a girl's innocence on her face: "Today is my birthday. You used to accompany me to cut the cake every year. Have you forgotten?"

Yan Ji looked at the smile on her lips and felt a little envious. This was a temperament that only people who grew up in pampered conditions and had not experienced any hardship could have. She didn't have it and couldn't learn it. How could a person who had hardly ever felt warmth warm others?

She didn't want something that she didn't have to appear on her enemy's face. She would be jealous, and when she was jealous, she would be in a bad mood, and when she was in a bad mood, she would easily suffer from insomnia, and when she suffered from insomnia, her health would be poor. So she asked: "Then have you been eating directly in your arms during the past two years when you were abroad?"

As if waiting for her to say this, Mu Yunyao raised her chin with a smug look on her face: "In the past two years, every time I celebrate my birthday, Chen Ye has come abroad to accompany me."

Gu Chenye explained seriously: "It was just a coincidence. I happened to be on a business trip there, but we were far away, so we didn't meet. We only talked a few words on the phone."

Mu Yunyao felt very embarrassed that the man had ruined her business in public, but she couldn't show it in front of Yan Ji. She just smiled and said, "What Chen Ye said is true. Don't misunderstand me."

The undercurrents between women never need to be expressed too directly; a look or a rising tone of voice can make people feel the subtlety. But this is a women's battlefield, and only women can feel this unusualness.

"Oh——" Yan Ji smiled at her. Mu Yunyao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She subconsciously put her hands behind her back and took a step away from her.

Ever since she fell into the trap she set two years ago, Mu Yunyao had developed an instinctive fear of Yan Ji's smile. She smiled like that at that time, and this became an important factor in her inability to defend herself.

At that time, Yan Ji's smile was as sweet as his words were provocative, but the surveillance in that place was silent, and she was too arrogant, thinking that Yan Ji was still the ignorant country bumpkin who allowed her to bully him. She had no defenses against her at all, and never thought of recording anything. So when Yan Ji was injured, no one believed that she was the one who provoked her first.

Mu Yunyao, who had been successful for more than 20 years, suffered a setback for the first time and fell flat on her face.

Yan Ji looked at her alert expression and couldn't help but sneer. Just when Gu Chenye and Mu Yunyao thought she would say something, she walked past them without saying a word and entered the villa.

"boom."

The door closed, locking the two people out.

Gu Chenye: "..."

The biting cold wind made the leaves rustle. Gu Mansion became even quieter at night, with almost no sound being audible.

Seeing the man staring upstairs, Mu Yunyao gritted her teeth in anger, clenched her palms, and said in a restrained tone: "Chen Ye, why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

She barely suppressed the trembling in her voice and rubbed her arms. She wasn't just pretending to be pitiful. She had been waiting here for half an hour and her hands and feet were almost frozen.

On the second floor, the light in the room where Yan Ji lived was on, making it particularly eye-catching in the darkness. Gu Chenye then came to his senses from the fact that he was locked outside the door and sneered angrily.

He withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards the car. The car was still running and the driver hadn't gotten out yet.

"I'll ask the driver to take you back."

Mu Yunyao was not willing to do that. She had already put aside her pride and went to find their wedding room. If she returned empty-handed, wouldn't the half hour of freezing she had endured be in vain?

She wanted to get back on Yan Ji the pain she had experienced when she was forced to go abroad, a thousand times more.

Mu Yunyao reached out to hold Gu Chenye's arm: "Make a wish with me. I heard that if you don't make a wish on your birthday, you will have a bad year. No one celebrated my birthday for the past two years when I was abroad."

Gu Chenye was a little absent-minded and didn't notice her movements. He was held tightly in his arms. The woman's soft body pressed against his arm and swayed slightly, acting coquettishly towards him like she did when she was a child.

The man frowned and was about to pull his hand away when he keenly smelled the faint smell of tobacco in the air. He was stunned for a moment, looked up, and met Yan Ji's eyes.

The woman was wearing a thin silk pajamas, standing by the window smoking, as if she didn't feel the cold. Sparks of light flickered in the air as her hands moved. She lowered her eyes, looking indifferently at the two people arm in arm downstairs.

The light in the room shone on her back, blurring her facial features. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Gu Chenye could feel the contempt for them emanating from her bones.

Facing the man's gaze, she said calmly, "You two bastards."