Zhou Ji wanted to laugh, but now was not the time for him to laugh.

He was an atheist, but after meeting her, he began to believe in even the most bizarre things.

He went along with her wishes and, in front of her, shamelessly uttered three words: "I swear."

Jiang Yue felt that since Zhou Ji dared to make such a solemn oath, he probably wasn't trying to scam her.

She believed it for the time being.

A divorce lawsuit can take several months, and sometimes even half a year or a year. Since he is willing to back down, she is not incapable of handling the situation.

Actually, she is very calm right now.

If you don't like it, you just don't like it.

The sudden flutter of the heart was a subconscious reaction of the original owner's body, not the girlish excitement that belonged to Princess Mingyi.

It seems she has never liked anyone.

Even when they first met Zhou Fuwei, who was seriously injured, they only thought he was a pretty young man.

Perhaps she rescued him casually and took him in to have someone take care of him simply because he was good-looking.

What does it feel like to like someone? She didn't know either.

Jiang Yue pressed down on his four fingers and nodded. She didn't tell Zhou Ji that even if it were a few months later, she would still get a divorce.

Jiang Yue felt that she had resolved the important plot point of divorce, and felt refreshed and relaxed.

After the male lead divorces the villainous female supporting character, she becomes irrelevant to the plot.

She won't actively cause trouble for the female lead, so the male leads and supporting male characters who admire her can rest assured and become her protectors.

In the original story, everyone gets a happy ending.

And she also has her own place to belong.

Jiang Yue raised her eyes: "Go sleep in the next room. Since we're going to live separately, let's start tonight."

Zhou Ji lowered his eyes and stared at her face for a long time, and in the end, he only said, "Okay."

He touched her face: "Go to sleep early."

She kicks off the covers when she sleeps at night, and Zhou Ji is afraid that she will fall off the bed if she sleeps alone. However, since he has put on a respectable and polite act in front of her, he will continue to do so.

His phone rang.

Gu Chen called people downstairs for drinks in the group chat. The hotel has a private bar that offers a high degree of privacy. Zhou Ji has never liked smoking or drinking, but tonight he was really irritable and couldn't control himself.

He replied with a few words: 【Wait a minute.】

Jiang Yue pushed him out of the master bedroom. Her change of expression was faster than anyone else's, like a victorious kitten with its tail held high: "Mr. Zhou, I'm going to sleep now, bye-bye."

Zhou Ji was so angry he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't manage to.

I didn't hear her call him "husband" much; instead, I heard her call him "Mr. Zhou" in a distant way first.

"There's a bedside lamp on the bedside table. Keep it dim at night so it won't hurt your eyes and you won't have nightmares." Zhou Ji, like a mother hen, continued to instruct, "Remember to drink a glass of warm milk so you can sleep better at night. If you have a nightmare, just knock on my door next door."

Jiang Yue nodded perfunctorily and quickly shut the door out.

Next to the shredder are remnants of a divorce agreement, so badly shredded that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were "pulverized to pieces."

Jiang Yue summoned the system, and then suddenly remembered to ask: "What if the plot differs from the original story?"

The system stammered and struggled to come up with a coherent answer, finally resorting to the blunt statement: "I don't know either."

The system muttered under its breath again: "[The plot is practically falling apart, and you're only now starting to worry?]"

Jiang Yue remained unfazed: "What nonsense are you spouting? I can't understand human speech right now."

System: [6.]

*

Early morning.

Fu Qingnian took a few bottles of red wine from the wine cellar, and none of the people seemed sleepy.

Zhou Ji gripped his wine glass, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp. His face was expressionless, and it was clear he was in a bad mood.

The air pressure was low; he wondered who had offended him.

The liquor that went down his throat felt like sulfur, its scorching heat burning out hot blisters, and the dense, throbbing pain kept him constantly alert.

Fu Qingnian also drank his wine in silence, his brows slightly furrowed, his heavy eyes filled with a hint of gloom.

Seeing that neither of them seemed inclined to talk, Gu Chen asked curiously, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Gu Chen could understand Fu Qingnian's depressed mood. His elder sister-in-law had been a well-behaved and obedient girl since childhood, so she naturally could not accept Fu Qingnian's immoral act of taking what he wanted by force.

But isn't Zhou Ji's love life going very smoothly right now?

Gu Chen subtly inquired, "Brother Zhou, did you and your wife have a fight?"

Zhou Ji coldly raised his eyes, his indifferent pupils filled with a chilling coldness. When he was in a bad mood, he was unwilling to give people face. Right now, he was like a wounded and sensitive wild beast. He said in a flat tone, "You care too much about her."

Gu Chen smiled and said, "Just asking."

Zhou Ji, his face cold, curled his lips and scoffed, "I'll say it again, stay away from her."

Gu Chen's lips gradually drooped, and he could no longer even manage a fake smile.

After swallowing a few glasses of wine, Zhou Ji's mind was still clear, and he kept recalling her coldness and seriousness when she said she didn't like him.

My heart feels empty.

It looks like something broke.

It must be very sad.

I'm feeling so upset and disorganized; I don't know what to do.

He chose the worst possible solution, delaying for a few months, but he couldn't delay for a lifetime.

He shouldn't have given in.

Zhou Ji was lost in thought when Qin Zhao, without anyone noticing, also sat down in the shadows of the sofa.

Gu Chen gets along well with the Qin family.

He suddenly stared at Qin Zhao's face, unable to pinpoint what was wrong, but without thinking much of it, he patted the young master on the shoulder: "Is your sister really getting engaged to that young master from the Song family?"

Qin Zhao said, "No."

Gu Chen clicked his tongue: "Your family really dotes on this younger sister."

Qin Qin is lucky; she has loving parents who wouldn't even let her marry into an arranged marriage.

Qin Zhao did not explain.

Outsiders know that Qin Qin is not a daughter of the Qin family, and the Qin family keeping this secret has a bad influence.

His parents were secretly looking for his younger sister and brother.

Several years have passed, and nothing has been gained.

Gu Chen suddenly muttered to himself, "Why do you look so familiar the more I look at you?"

Qin Zhao assumed he was drunk. After knowing him for so many years, how could he not recognize him?

Gu Chen responded with an "eh," and decided not to think about it anymore since he couldn't remember.

Qin Zhao and Jiang Yue don't actually look alike; they only have somewhat similar eyes, and their expressions are the most similar.

It's normal that Gu Chen can't remember.

Zhou Ji drank half of it and realized that the alcohol could not numb the pain that was gnawing at his heart.

He stood up: "Please enjoy your drinks."

Gu Chen said with a grin, "Don't scare Jiang Yue with that cold look on your face."

A blank, expressionless face.

Profound and unfathomable.

Zhou Ji looked at him, his cold eyes filled with icy coldness, and he casually uttered, "Call her sister-in-law."