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

"So, if I don't agree to a divorce, you're going to kill me? Like you did to Zhao Chenrui?"

Although Zhao Chenrui is not dead, his life is now worse than death.

Gu Chenye: "Don't worry, even if I die, I will take you with me. Not only that, I want them to bury us together."

The smile on his face was obvious, as if he was saying it on purpose: "If you say anything that makes me unhappy again, I will have someone mix our ashes together. You can't leave now."

"Wow."

Ice-cold water poured down on his head, water droplets flowed from the man's hair along his cheeks to his well-defined jaw. Yan Ji threw away the empty mineral water bottle in his hand, "Yandere is a disease. If you have it, get treatment. Don't go crazy."

Gu Chenye: "..."

She pushed him: "Get out of the way when you're awake."

The man shivered from the cold, and looked at her with a look that seemed to want to tear her apart: "Yan Ji, you actually threw water at me?"

Yan Ji gave him a sidelong look as if he was an idiot, pushed him away and walked away.

Gu Chenye endured it again and again, and finally followed after gritting his teeth for a long while. The wind blew through his wet hair and skin, and the cold air seemed to penetrate into his bones through his pores. As he walked, he said, "You slapped me in the face this afternoon, and now you're splashing water on my face. Shouldn't you apologize?"

These words did not sound like anger, but rather a bit of strange grievance. However, Yan Ji was cold-hearted and did not hear it at all. Of course, even if he heard it, he would not feel anything, let alone have any special reaction.

Gu Chenye was holding his anger, but the person who provoked him was Yan Ji. He couldn't hit her nor could he confront her. He had no place to vent his anger, so he could only hold it in. He walked into the room with a gloomy face, didn't speak to her, and went straight upstairs after changing his shoes.

Yan Ji followed slowly behind, and just as he reached the stairs, he heard a loud 'bang' of a door closing, indicating the anger surging in the man's heart at the moment.

Yan Ji ignored her and went back to her room. After that, the two of them didn't meet for several days, but she didn't take it to heart. After the New Year holiday, she was busy for a while, even she was like that, not to mention Gu Chenye, the president of a multinational group.

Aunt Song, however, noticed that the two of them had different working hours, and that the husband would glance at his wife's room before leaving and coming back every day. Her gaze was filled with cold resentment, so she asked in confusion, "Madam, did you and your husband have a fight?"

Yan Ji ate his breakfast quietly: "No."

In her heart, she and Gu Chenye did not really quarrel, nor were they in a relationship that would lead to quarrels.

Aunt Song reminded: "Is it because Mr. is mad at you unilaterally? He stares at your room for a while every day, maybe he is waiting for you to take the initiative to coax him."

She was so worried about the relationship between her husband and his wife, but unfortunately, one of them was speechless and the other was heartless.

Yan Ji: “No.”

"Aunt Song," a voice suddenly came out from the surveillance camera on the ceiling. It was Gu Chenye. He ordered sternly, "I left a document in the study and forgot to bring it with me. Please help me deliver it to the company."

Aunt Song stared at the direction where the sound came from, with the frightened expression on her face still on. Although she knew that there were surveillance cameras at home, she hadn't heard any sound from them in two years. She hadn't been criticized for the surveillance cameras, and gradually forgot about the existence of the thing. Now that there was a sudden movement, and when she was completely unprepared, she didn't scream in fright. It was all because of her good tolerance.

She was about to agree subconsciously, but suddenly she remembered that her husband had instructed her on her first day at work at Gu Mansion that she could not enter his study when he was not there.

Aunt Song's eyes fell on Yan Ji, and she suddenly reacted. Her husband had secretaries and bodyguards around him. Even if he really left some important documents behind, it would not be the turn of a nanny like her who was not even allowed to enter the study to deliver them.

"Madam, you are about to go to work, how about you give it to your husband on the way?"

"One is south and the other is north, it's not on the same route. If you're too lazy to run, just let the driver take you there."

"..." Aunt Song stared at Yan Ji's face, not knowing whether she really didn't understand or didn't want to understand, so she simply said, "Madam, the gentleman doesn't want any documents. He wants to reconcile with you, but he can't save face, so he found such a far-fetched excuse."

Yan Ji finished the last bite of breakfast and wiped her lips with a tissue. Although she did not respond to Aunt Song, her action of walking straight to the entrance made it clear that she would not go down this step.

Aunt Song looked at the surveillance camera and said in embarrassment: "Sir..."

There was silence for a few seconds before Gu Chenye's voice came again: "No need."

But the tone sounded full of resentment.

Not only her, but everyone in the Gu company, from the special assistant to the cleaning lady, deeply felt Mr. Gu's gloomy mood today.

Compared to the heavy atmosphere over there, Yan Ji was extremely happy. He had negotiated a huge deal today, which meant he wouldn't have to worry about not opening for business in the next six months.

Sheng Rugu stared at the amount on the invoice, smiling so hard that her lips were about to burst. She put her arm around Yan Ji's shoulders and said in a charming voice, "Ji Ji, let's go order a date tonight and get the full package."

"Don't call me Ji Ji," she pulled Sheng Rugu's hand off her shoulder, "I have something to do tonight, so you can go by yourself."

She really had something to do. The person she had made an appointment with last time was going to Yelan tonight. Since she couldn't make the appointment, she could only go and wait for him.

Yan Ji arrived early and there were almost no customers. She found a seat in the hall, ordered a simple meal and ate slowly. Soon, the atmosphere became lively and there were even more people around her.

There is never a shortage of beautiful people in nightclubs, especially late at night. Many people even use this place as a springboard to cross classes. At a glance, nine out of ten people are handsome men and beautiful women. But even so, Yan Ji still stands out among them with her outstanding appearance. She is like a beacon, dazzlingly bright, and the focus wherever she goes.

After rejecting countless attempts to chat up someone, Yan Ji finally saw the person she was looking for in the crowd. The other person was also looking at her, and their eyes met, with a tacit understanding.

The man pushed the woman in his arms away, stood up and walked over. He walked with a nonchalant step, with a standard rogue smile of Aquaman on his face. He waved at the bartender and pointed in the direction of Yan Ji, who immediately mixed two glasses of wine and brought them over.

The man pushed one of the cups in front of Yan Ji and said, "Would you like to have a drink?"

He was very close, and in a high position, Yan Ji could see his chest muscles exposed under his open shirt, and could smell the alcohol mixed with women's perfume on him. She leaned back and looked at him: "Mr. Zhou, I am Yan Ji."

Young Master Zhou raised his eyebrows, and after a while he finally managed to recall the name from his chaotic mind: "Yan Ji? Mrs. Gu?"