Jiang Yue had just finished showering, her body still smelling sweet from the shower gel. Under the light, her fair skin glowed. She looked at the man in front of her and asked, "Then why did you come back to interrogate me?"

Hasn't he already found someone new outside?

Why do I still want to go home?

This is so annoying.

Jiang Yue was especially annoyed by the dream she had last night, in which he looked exactly like the powerful regent.

Zhou Ji almost laughed out of anger; his casual question had turned into an accusation.

What kind of strategy has Jiang Yue been using lately?

Her personality completely changed.

Zhou Ji looked her over with a cold gaze, devoid of any emotion. He raised his hand and pinched her chin: "As a husband, it's not strange that he cares about his wife."

Jiang Yue felt very uncomfortable with her chin being pinched.

She was forced to lift her face and meet his gaze.

The man in front of her was indeed quite handsome, with delicate features and refined eyes. He was good-looking, but his aloofness was genuine.

His gaze was filled with undisguised inquiry, as if he wanted to see through her plans.

Mo Yue once again took it as a trick of hers to play hard to get.

The methods used in recent years have been repeated one after another.

She brought up divorce a few times, seemingly reluctantly, but he actually had his lawyer draft a divorce agreement and set a date to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to collect the divorce certificate.

She immediately changed her mind, saying she was just being a little temperamental.

Jiang Yue pulled her hand away from his. She didn't like this. How could he be so handsy?

She's a princess.

How can you just touch it like that?

In the Jiang Kingdom, this would be a capital offense!

Even if the death penalty is spared, punishment is still inevitable!

Jiang Yue didn't want to talk to him; in fact, she wished he would leave as soon as possible.

She's really bad at acting; she can't hide what she's thinking. Zhou Ji saw through the annoyance on her face at a glance, but he didn't know if it was an act or real.

"Spend the money as you like."

"Don't try anything else crooked."

Zhou Jiyan said all he wanted to say.

He admitted that Jiang Yue seemed to have become more lively, at least less repulsive.

But no matter what she becomes, it has nothing to do with him.

He could never fall in love with her.

When Jiang Yue heard the words "spend money as you please," her expression softened slightly. She wasn't here to be a pauper. If she had to check the price before buying something, what was the point of living?

She automatically ignored the unpleasant part of the sentence.

Even when the little princess looked at her current husband, she didn't give him a second glance. She was noble and arrogant, and asked directly, "I heard you're keeping another woman outside?"

Her royal uncle had also kept a mistress in the past.

He even divorced his imperial aunt for that seductive mistress.

Even someone as composed as Zhou Ji was visibly surprised upon hearing this, and at one point even doubted whether he had misheard.

He studied her face for a while, then said casually, "Didn't you hire a private investigator?"

Jiang Yue raised an eyebrow, realizing that it seemed to be true.

That would be great.

The man has money for her to spend, but he never comes home.

This is the kind of man who is a qualified husband.

Zhou Ji watched as she stood there lost in thought, deep in contemplation, as if she were seriously considering something very heavy.

"There's no one outside."

"What!?"

Her tone wasn't very friendly.

Zhou Ji even felt that she was a little angry and disappointed.

After a while, his spoiled wife frowned and muttered to herself impatiently, "Never mind."

Zhou Ji felt that she was about to ask him if he could find someone else.

He stared at her for a long time. The days had been peaceful, and he couldn't remember anything unusual happening.

So what exactly is she doing?

"Are you having trouble at work?" Zhou Ji asked.

Jiang Yue didn't want to pay any attention to her. After applying the lotion, she lazily replied to him as if it were a favor: "I don't know, I'll see."

Zhou Ji: "?"

Jiang Yue has now learned to read modern clocks. She glanced at the clock on the wall. She was wearing a nightgown, and her exposed skin was very fair. Her long hair hung loosely, making her look charming and delicate.

She looked up at him and said, "I'm going to sleep."

She has to go to work tomorrow.

This is absolutely outrageous.

The princess still has to go to work.

Zhou Ji raised an eyebrow and casually unbuttoned his shirt, as if he understood her hint, "Then let's go."

What's coming?

She blinked, her patience waning, and said coldly with her bright and beautiful face, "Can you get out of here?"

She said very sincerely, "I don't need anyone to serve me at night."

She wasn't lying.

She's not used to being waited on at night.

Even the personal maids slept in the outer room.

Zhou Ji wasn't angry; instead, he found it a bit funny. He... was serving her? To some extent, that wasn't wrong.

Zhou remained silent for a long time.

Although she speaks strangely these days, she is slightly more likable than before.

The man deliberately took two steps forward, pressing closer with each step.

She retreated step by step until she had nowhere left to go and collapsed onto the bed.

Zhou Ji asked indifferently, "Are you sure?"

Jiang Yue gripped the bedsheet beneath her tightly. Why was he so close?! She knew she was incomparably beautiful, but her status was noble, and she was not someone a mere mortal like him could touch.

Is he able to recognize his own limitations?

They don't even consider her status and his position.

It's like a toad trying to eat swan meat.

Dream on!

"Yeah."

The little girl nodded from her elevated position without hesitation.

Zhou Ji was a somewhat arrogant person to begin with, and he wasn't susceptible to the "playing hard to get" tactic at all. He said in a nonchalant tone, "Whatever."

Within a few days, she discovered that this trick was not working either.

So I gave up.

*

The next day.

Jiang Yue was woken up by her alarm clock at eight o'clock in the morning.

She was more resentful than a ghost when she woke up, and went out after a quick wash.

Private car service with driver.

The driver took the 30 million yuan car that the wife always insisted on riding in to the TV station.

The original owner was previously criticized by the entire internet for "bullying" a female celebrity backstage, and to this day, the Weibo account under the name Jiang Yue is still filled with countless negative comments.

Some people told her to get out of the TV station.

Some even suggested she should die.

Even worse, some people wrote up material and reported all of her programs.

Jiang Yue had no memory of bullying others. She walked into the TV station in her high heels, ignoring the strange looks from the crowd.

News of Jiang Yue's return to record the show spread like wildfire.

The internet exploded instantly.

Netizen A: "Why is she allowed to continue being a host when she's a good-for-nothing with neither integrity nor professional competence?"

Netizen B: "Hilarious! The TV station is the one who's embarrassed. They have people praising an idiot who can't even speak clearly on stage and keeps mispronouncing words. How ridiculous!"

Netizen Ding: "It's because her husband is rich and powerful that she can get resources that others can't get even if they work their whole lives just by sleeping with him."

Netizen N: "Just wait and see, this arrogant and bullying good-for-nothing is about to become a discarded wife of a wealthy family."

Jiang Yue was unaware of the ups and downs happening online.

Little did she know that many people were secretly cursing her and laughing at her.

When she walked into the office.

Everyone else acted as if they didn't see her, avoiding her like the plague.

The station director called her into his office, his expression not very good. He had long wanted to fire this troublesome troublemaker.

The hosting skills were practically nonexistent.

Her educational level is so low that it makes one wonder if she ever attended university.

If it weren't for the fact that her husband is Zhou Ji, she wouldn't even be able to get into the TV station.

In the office, in front of everyone.

The station director didn't give her any face at all: "Jiang Yue, don't go on this episode yet. The public has a lot of complaints, and the station can't do anything about it."

After the station manager finished speaking, fearing that she might cause a scene like a shrew, he gave his assistant a look, and security guards were called in advance.

Jiang Yue blinked. Could there really be such a good thing?

The station director didn't expect Jiang Yue to act so unpredictably and do nothing.

"That's great."

"???"

Jiang Yue readily resigned, "Then I'll go back and rest first."

Who likes going to work?

She's here to enjoy life, not to suffer.