"Get out here! 007, stop playing dead, or I'll really give you a good beating!"

A faint ball of light floated out from the corner, bluffing, "I'm warning you, don't be impulsive."

Yeah, someone as impulsive as me should get a hefty sum of money to calm down.

Su Jin reached out her hand to the system, "It's fine if you don't act impulsively, but you still have to compensate me for messing up the target this time."

The ball of light bounced a few times and said in a sly tone, "I have no money, but you can take my life."

Su Jin experienced firsthand the feeling of a domineering CEO being amused by his own anger.

Without saying a word, he leaped onto the ball and started biting.

How dare a tangible thing provoke her like this?

The system howled and the whole ball jumped up and down; it had never seen a host beat up the system in its entire career.

"Shut up! I'll give it to you!"

System: I've been honest, please let me go.

...

There was a knock on the door, and a gentle, warm voice came in.

"Xiao Jin, are you asleep?"

Su Jin quickly tidied herself up and opened the door. "Brother, what's wrong?"

Xie Yunhuai was wearing light gray pajamas, the neckline of which was a bit loose, revealing a large area of ​​skin underneath. He was pale but not thin.

"I wanted to see if you were sleeping well, and if I had disturbed you?"

Xie Yunhuai subtly pulled down his collar, but Su Jin didn't look in that direction.

Su Jin shook her head, "No, no, I slept very well."

Xie Yunhuai chuckled, his expression inscrutable in the dim light, only his low laughter could be heard.

"Why are you so distant from your brother as soon as you returned to China, Xiao Jin?"

Su Jin wanted to deny it, but Xie Yunhuai continued, "I shouldn't blame you, I should blame myself. Goodnight, Xiao Jin."

"Oh... goodnight."

As soon as the door closed, the system started chattering, "Oh, how come you're so well-mannered in front of your childhood friend? I wonder who was acting like a mad dog just now."

Su Jin pretended not to hear, "Go to sleep. Your mind is already very twisted. You must be healthy."

...

Inside the Jiang Family Hotel.

Gu Xingze vomited violently while clinging to the reservoir.

Jiang Heng hesitated, then said, "I told you not to drink anymore, but you can't even hold your liquor. You're trying to drown your sorrows in alcohol like other domineering CEOs."

He glanced at the bottle of wine that was already open on the table and muttered to himself, "He only drank one glass of wine with an alcohol content of around 10 degrees and he's already throwing up like this. He's really pathetic."

Gu Xingze's eyes were red. "It would be best if I vomited to death, anyway, no one would care about me."

"...Are you a three-year-old?"

Gu Xingze, however, seemed to have discovered a clear path, his eyes shining, "Do you think if I get sick now, she might regret it and then not get a divorce?"

Jiang Hengrui commented, "Do you think you're some romance novel heroine? Using death to punish someone who doesn't care about you, where's your brain?"

Gu Xingze ignored him and opened WeChat to type: "You left something here with me, come and get it."

Holding up her phone to Jiang Heng, she asked him pitifully, "If I call her back like this, will she believe me?"

Gu Xingze's eyes were glistening with tears, and he stared at his phone screen with a look of grievance in them.

Jiang Heng stared at the WeChat interface with his mouth slightly open. "I can understand why she wanted to divorce you. She's clearly your wife, but look at her, she's typing a bunch of messages like a lapdog, and you just reply with 'okay'."

If Su Jin were there, she would definitely say: "It's just a matter of typing. Some of it I even copied and pasted. What do you mean by 'simp'?"

The WeChat interface is densely packed with white borders, with only a few green borders occasionally appearing, usually containing perfunctory phrases like "I understand" or "Okay."

Jiang Heng stroked his chin and asked him, "Do you really love your wife? You don't happen to have some kind of histrionic personality disorder, do you?"

Gu Xingze glared at him fiercely, "What do you know! She just likes men who can't talk."

Are you sure?

"certainly."

Gu Xingze looked proud. He had heard it with his own ears, so how could it be false?

They've maintained a good facade for years, which is why their marriage has been so stable.

Su Jin's request for divorce must mean I slipped up somewhere. I need to apologize properly when she gets back.

She likes aloof people, so she'll pretend to be aloof for the rest of her life.

Jiang Heng looked disgusted and slowly said, "Brother, in a couple of days I'll sign you up for The Brain and scare them to death with your love-struck brain!"

early morning.

Su Jin stared blankly at the message Gu Xingze sent on WeChat, then immediately removed him from her blacklist and called him.

Of course, I should get my own things back; I paid for them.

When Gu Xingze woke up from his hangover, he was so excited to see the caller that he dropped his phone on the floor with a thud, shattering the screen.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. Gu Xingze was panting heavily, as if he had just gone through a major battle.

But he kept his voice steady and said, "Hey, what's up?"

"I'll go get my things in a bit."

He hung up the phone right after saying that, not wanting to say another word.

Gu Xingze was a little disappointed. He had stood him up all day yesterday without offering any explanation.

Even if she says she slept with him or forgot, he will believe her and forgive her.

When Gu Xingze finally saw Su Jin, he wanted to ask her why she stood him up yesterday, but he couldn't utter a single word in front of her. The reason was simple: his wife was too beautiful.

Su Jin raised her long eyelashes and stared at him with her amber eyes, and Gu Xingze's heart began to pound wildly.

He remained silent for a while, and Su Jin said impatiently, "Didn't you say I left something behind? Where is it?"

Gu Xingze opened his palm, and the wedding ring lay quietly in his hand.

Su Jin glanced at it and turned her head away, frowning as she said, "This isn't mine."

This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!