Everyone else is lying that my wife is my enemy

Gu Jin looked at Shang Wenrong's clean, bright and sincere black eyes, and there was a secret emotion in the dark brown pupils.

She lightly scooped a scoop of creamy ice cream, and responded with a smile: "I like fluffy too."

But she knew that there was a qualitative difference between this liking and Wen Rong.

She wants more.

Under the orange light, Gu Jin's sharp eyes hide a beast, and the little white rabbit in front of her is her hunting target.

Step by step into the most gentle trap, well protected and cared for.

Wen Rong almost ate to the bottom, biting the cone, and the charming peach blossom eyes that were different from the pure appearance reflected the indifferent woman opposite.

The slightly upturned corners of his eyes were suppressed by a slight smile, as if he could see Gu Jin's thoughts, but he didn't seem to.

After eating the ice cream, Gu Jin drove Wenrong to Wenrong's apartment. Along the way, the road was illuminated by street lights, and the night was starless.

Wen Rong got out of the car, waved goodbye to Gu Jin, and watched the silver car drive away into the distance, disappearing into a black dot.

In her mind, Gu Jin's faint smile was still recalled.

The night wind was slightly cool, Wen Rong looked down at the skirt on her body, it was chosen by Gu Jin.

Outside the high-end apartment building with good privacy, the crystal chandelier illuminates the gate, the moonlight pours down, and there are a little mottled leaf shadows under the lush trees.

Wen Rong came to the room according to her memory in the morning, entered the password, and the door opened.

Walking inside, Mrs. Zhang, the nanny, was sitting in front of the TV watching TV. When she saw her come back, she showed a sincere smile on her kind face.

"Fluff, have you had dinner yet?"

"Eat." Wen Rong took off her shoes, looked at the small white shoes in her hand, and carefully put them in the middle of the shoe cabinet.

"It's better if you don't go out as soon as you get out of the hospital," Mrs. Zhang reminded.

Wen Rong is relatively new to Aunt Zhang, but Xiaoliang said that Aunt Zhang treats her like a daughter.

"I have something to do." Wen Rong was a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Zhang smiled knowingly, "I know, you went out with Ms. Gu, right?"

Wen Rong was taken aback, and half-jokingly said, "How do you know? Mrs. Zhang, do you still have the ability to predict?"

"Aside from work, what else do you have to do, isn't it just looking for your sister Gu Jin?" Mrs. Zhang looked like I understood, and Wen Rong's eyes widened.

"Did I often look for Gu Jin before?"

Seeing that Wen Rong was a little confused, Mrs. Zhang remembered Wen Rong's amnesia.

"It's fine if you don't remember, as long as she remembers." Mrs. Zhang waved her hand and continued watching the popular family drama on TV.

Wen Rong suddenly became very interested in the past with Gu Jin, stepped on the fluffy carpet, sat on the soft off-white leather, hugged the sofa pillows beside her, and leaned over to Mrs. Zhang, and asked with great interest: "Then do I have a good relationship with Gu Jin?"

Mrs. Zhang replied without turning her head: "It's okay, you just often look for her when you have nothing to do."

"But it is said on the Internet that Gu Jin and I are rivals." There is no communication method for Gu Jin on the phone.

Mrs. Zhang stared at the TV intently, and the contradictions on the TV reached the highest point at this time.

"Everything on the Internet is fake, don't worry about it!"

Hearing this, Wen Rong felt a little joy for no reason, "Xiao Liang also said that Gu Jin and I are rivals."

"Since Xiao Liang said that, you are really dead enemies."

Wenrong: ...

She looked at the TV. On the large wall-mounted LCD screen, a middle-aged man and a young woman confronted each other coldly.

"What is this TV about?" Wen Rong asked curiously, Mrs. Zhang watched it so seriously and with great interest.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhang continued to chat with her with great interest, and she continued, "This is about a wealthy young lady, that is, the heroine. Her little uncle covets the heroine's father's property and instigates the heroine to learn bad things." , the heroine was encouraged to enter the entertainment circle, her father gradually handed over the company affairs to her younger brother, now the heroine is confronting her uncle after learning the truth."

Mrs. Zhang was excited watching, she didn't notice that Wen Rong was covering her head after hearing this, and frowning as the labor pain hit her mind.

Wen Rong looked at the title of the play in the lower right corner of the TV, it was very old-fashioned, it was called "My Happy Homeland".

The story always seemed familiar to her.

Unable to figure it out, Wen Rong got up and went back to the room. The room was clean and tidy, and it was the warm and lovely style that she saw most comfortably.

Instead of dazzled by the pile of dolls on the table, she felt less alone.

She curled up on the bed and opened the phone's address book again, wondering why there were no words related to relatives in the phone.

Maybe she wanted to ask Gu Jin about her family.

but……

The family has not come to her for so long, is it because they don't like her at all, or have severed ties with her?

Ugh.

Wen Rong walked to the white table, opened the silver 14-inch laptop on the table, and sat on the chair. The computer quickly turned on successfully, showing a starry sky desktop.

Starry.

Wen Rong wanted to find some traces of her past on the computer.

The desktop is clean, the documents are all related to work, and the search records on the web are for entertainment or consultation.

Just as she was about to turn off the phone, she suddenly thought of the TV series Mrs. Zhang was watching outside, so she searched for the name by accident.

Produced by Ji Xing Film and Television, this is produced by Gu Jin Company.

It's different when anything has something to do with Gu Jin.

With a focused expression, Wen Rong moved the mouse to read slowly. The more I read this story, the more familiar it became.

The young lady enters the entertainment circle, and the uncle covets the family property...

Dizzy, Wen Rong went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came out half an hour later, she wiped her wet long chestnut hair with a towel, and the water dripped down her neck and into her clothes.

She was hot after taking a shower. She turned on the air conditioner in the room and sat back on the table to continue reading relevant information without blowing her hair with a hairdryer.

She clicked on Gu Jin's entry, and her eyes fell on Gu Jin's birthday.

February [-]th.

0212.

This number is like a key to open a dusty memory treasure box. Wen Rong quickly thought of something, picked up the phone on the table, unlocked it with fingerprints, and opened the memo. Many of the account passwords he had seen before had 0212 or gj.

Wen Rong's eyes were heavy, she couldn't have had a crush on Gu Jin before, could she?

This subtle idea only existed in the mind for a few seconds, and was quickly rejected.

If she liked Gu Jin, how could it lead to bad public opinion on the Internet?

In particular, Gu Jin showed no malice towards her.

Could it be that she was shamelessly rubbing Gu Jin's heat before?

That's not right, she was obviously a rich and beautiful woman before, although she only had a vague impression.

Wen Rong's head was about to explode, she couldn't figure it out, she took out her phone and sent a circle of friends.

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The top of her head felt cool due to the wind from the air conditioner, Wen Rong couldn't help it, she was still mentally ill, she got up and went to the bathroom to dry her hair because she didn't want to get rid of the root cause of the illness.

A few minutes later, Wen Rong came back after brushing her hair, her chestnut curly hair became more fluffy and lovely, and a bunch of small curly hair hung in front of her ears.

Picking up the phone, a small red dot appeared in Moments.

Xiaoliang: [Of course you like yourself the most, there is no one you hate the most~]

Sister Qing: [I agree with Xiao Liang, but I am so afraid that the person you hate the most is me (doge)]

No one else replied.

Wen Rong looked through the chat records of friends on WeChat one by one, and there were no friends whom I could chat with in private, they were all polite greetings in the workplace or work-related content.

From the speeches of Xiaoliang and Sister Qing, it can be concluded that she used to be a very confident person, after all, she likes herself very much when she looks in the mirror now.

Wen Rong casually picked up a granny-gray little rabbit on the table. It was slightly bigger than her hand, and the fluffy feel was very good. She couldn't help but rub it on her face.

Happy.

The little rabbit is not the most conspicuous, but she likes it the most.

She looked down on Gu Jin's profile, and unexpectedly discovered that all the scenes Gu Jin had filmed were in her browsing history.

"The Amazing Talented Concubine", "You Are My Deepest Romance", "City Beauty 2020" and so on.

She used to pay so much attention to Gu Jin's filming?

What was even more surprising was that she went to watch Gu Jin's clips.

An idea boldly emerged in Wen Rong's heart.

Could she be Gu Jin's fan?

Or, as a senior, Gu Jin is just trying to learn?

Wen Rong turned off the computer, picked up her favorite little gray rabbit, glanced at the other dolls on the table, and fixed her eyes on a doll rabbit that was exactly the same as the little gray rabbit but bigger.

She happily took it to her side, one in each hand, sat on the soft light blue bed, pulled the long ears of the rabbit, played with it for a while, and put two rabbits, one big and one small, on both sides of the pillow. He turned over and landed on both feet, put on his slippers and walked to the bathroom to wash up.

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On the other hand, Gu Jin didn't take a shower after returning to the apartment, and went directly to the computer to log in to the mailbox to check the information.

Recently, the company has a major cooperation project, which is the project with the largest funds since the establishment of Jixing Film and Television. The other party is the leading large enterprise in City A - Wen's Group.

The phone rang suddenly, and after Gu Jin connected, the secretary's anxious voice came.

"Mr. Gu, the assistant president of Wen's Group told me just now that the cooperation should be brought forward, and the meeting will be rescheduled to tomorrow morning."

Gu Jin's eyes were slightly cold, the palm of his left hand was facing up, and his knuckles were tapping the table without rhythm.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jin speeded up to check the information on the email, and started to speak at tomorrow's meeting.

The moon is moving in the sky. At two o'clock in the morning, all the barbecue restaurants and beer shops on the street are closed, and the noisy city is silent.

There were not many people with the lights on in the community. After Gu Jin encrypted and backed up the files, he turned off the computer, took a shower in the bathroom, and then fell on the bed. His long hair fell behind him, and his exhaustion slowly disappeared on the soft big bed.

She tucked in the quilt, and deftly took a fluffy gray rabbit beside the pillow. The rabbit was so small that it could be wrapped in one hand.

In the quiet room, there is only the sound of the air conditioner blowing, stirring the air in the room.

Gu Jin slept very peacefully this time, not because she went to bed very late, but because she had someone to accompany her today.

Hopefully the same will be true in the future.

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The next morning, Wen Rong was still asleep, and the mobile phone on the bedside table came like a reminder.

"Rongrong, Mr. Lin has something to do with you, I hope you can come to the company."

Sister Qing's anxious and worried voice came, and the voice came from Wen Rong, without even opening her eyes, she said casually: "Okay, when?"

"The sooner the better, this morning."

Wen Rong hummed, and asked lazily, "Is there anything else?"

"No more." Knowing that Wen Rong hadn't woken up yet, Sister Qing could only sigh and hang up the phone obediently.

After hearing the beep, Wen Rong pulled up the quilt, turned her head sideways, breathed evenly and continued to sleep.

Then Mr. Lin can do something good by looking for her, he might as well sleep more.

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Wen Rong: My brain is sick, sleep is the most important thing.