Yesterday, we promoted the Blue Sea Tour and now we support the Red Mansion Tour.

When Mei Rugu calmly uttered the word "divorce," Qian Jianjun could hardly believe his ears. These two words had been removed from the dictionary since the day they got married and had never appeared again.

They were still young at that time, and each of them had a red certificate, burning bright red on their faces.

"Tear it up, we will never get divorced in this life!" Qian Jianjun was still young at that time, and his poetic romance was everywhere.

Mei Rugu still looked like a little bird, not as capable as she is now. "No, it seems like I need it for having a baby or something. Besides, I want to remind you at any time. If you treat me badly, I will leave!"

"How could I be mean to you? I swear to love you and take care of you forever! We can agree to never quarrel again!"

Compared to Qian Jianjun's romance, Mei Rugu was much more rational. "Silly boy, how can there be a couple who don't quarrel?"

"Then let's agree that even if we quarrel, we will never mention divorce! We will be together for eternity! We will never be separated, whether in heaven or hell! I, Qian Jianjun, swear that I will never ask for divorce from Mei Rugu in this lifetime, otherwise I will be struck by lightning!"

"Well, I promise you, even if we have a fight, I will never ask for a divorce!" Smart Mei Rugu, even at the most romantic moment, would leave Qian Jianjun with a hint of suspense. "But, what if, what if you treat me badly and I ask for a divorce, it means I'm dead and you have to let go!"

…

The romance of that year seems like yesterday, still vivid in my mind, but the reality is that Mei Rugu really said those two words.

Qian Jianjun felt as if "eight pieces of his parietal bones had been separated and half a bucket of ice water had been poured down." The bone-chilling cold made his voice tremble. "Divorce?"

"Yes, divorce! Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning! I just want the property and real estate that I deserve." Mei Rugu regained her cold rationality.

"I'll leave the house and give you everything, tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning..." Qian Jianjun's voice gradually faded, sobbing like a wounded animal. But Mei Rugu didn't hear the last word and slammed the door and left...

The sky was gloomy and dark, with leaden clouds covering the sky, making it hard to breathe.

"Since there is a cooling-off period, let's calm down first! You can go home and live there, it will be more convenient! I often sleep in the office, I'm used to it." Qian Jianjun still sympathized with Mei Rugu, but that was all.

He had dark circles under his eyes. He didn't know if the silent darkness of the whole night had healed his wounds, but the chaos of memories throughout the night made Qian Jianjun tired of the endless quarrels.

"Perhaps, letting go is the only way to relieve each other!" This was his final decision before dawn.

"Okay!" Mei Rugu didn't say much, turned around and drove away, leaving Qian Jianjun standing alone at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Mr. Qian, you, you're here?"

When Qian Jianjun appeared in the office with his suitcase, he saw Gu Quyu's surprised expression again after almost half a month. Qian Jianjun inevitably thought of the beginning of this misunderstanding, but he never thought it would end like this.

It was a double celebration that day, and Qian Jianjun and Gu Quyu had a great chat. At the end, Gu Quyu even suggested, "Home textiles, home textiles, the most important thing is the home!"

Qian Jianjun thought of his family. "I've been so busy with a few things lately that I haven't been able to get back home! Now that it's finally over, I'm planning to take a month or so off to spend some time with my family. What suggestions do you have?"

"Do we also need to appease the lady's resentment?" Gu Quyu can also be naughty sometimes.

Qian Jianjun admitted it generously, "I guess so. I do need to make amends!"

"Then let's go on a spontaneous trip!"

"That's interesting. Be more specific."

"Maldives, visa on arrival. Golden waves surge beneath the crimson sunset, gleaming in the afterglow. The mirror-like swimming pool nearby is stained a romantic rosy hue. Opening a bottle of red wine against the breeze—wet, salty, sweet—intoxicates with more than just romance. Add a surprise at this time. I think any girl would be captivated."

Gu Quyu used poetic language to describe her aspirations, which also inspired Qian Jianjun, who also loved poetry. "Interesting! What about the flight tickets and hotel?"

"Please wait a moment!" Gu Quyu said, then pulled out his phone and quickly got an answer. "There's a direct flight every day, departing at 7:15 p.m. First-class tickets have been plentiful these days. Since it's not a holiday, hotels have plenty of rooms on several traditionally popular islands. There's also a newly opened island filled with single-family villas. This island is south of the Maldives, and it hasn't rained much recently. We have a partner there who can arrange a reception!"

"Beautiful! Wait for my news! I'll give you a reward when I get back!"

…

"A blessing like no other has arrived today." On his way home, Qian Jianjun, driving alone, couldn't contain his joy. Passing a shopping mall, he recalled the scene Gu Quyu had described. He pulled over and walked into the store.

When he came out, he was holding a black plastic bag and threw it on the passenger seat. After sitting down, Qian Jianjun thought for a moment, then put the plastic bag on the floor in the back seat before driving away...

It was only a short ten days, and Qian Jianjun never dreamed that the surprise he carefully prepared for Mei Rugu would end up being a shock to himself! The most terrifying thing is that this nightmare is still going on, and he may not wake up.

"Well, help me hang up the clothes in the box."

Qian Jianjun woke up from his memories and directly assigned the task to Gu Quyu without being able to explain anything.

Looking at his tidy desk, devoid of the usual mountain of papers, Qian Jianjun finally realized he was on vacation. But his mind was in turmoil, with no way to distract himself.

"Mr. Qian, please have some tea." Gu Quyu handed over a cup of black tea.

I have been drinking a lot of coffee recently, and I tasted the long-missed "Zhengshan Xiaozhong". The familiar taste brought me a little comfort.

"Thank you, Xiao Gu." Qian Jianjun recovered a little. "Just now I saw you seemed to be reading a book, so focused. If you have any good recommendations, please let me know! The cafe you recommended to me last time was quite good. I'll give you a reward later."

"You? Are you trying to trick me? Are you going to accuse me of reading non-work-related books during working hours and deduct my bonus?"

Gu Quyu spoke cautiously, deliberately avoiding his gaze while speaking, and then secretly glanced at Qian Jianjun.

"Hahaha, let me tell you, no bonus will be deducted today. I also want to find a book to read, but I don't know how to choose." Qian Jianjun was amused by Gu Quyu's deliberate expression.

"Tsk, I'd rather believe in ghosts..." Gu Quyu pouted and deliberately didn't say the second half of the sentence, which made Qian Jianjun smile even more. Then she gave her answer, "I was reading Dream of the Red Chamber, hoping to find some inspiration for classical home textiles. I ended up feeling sad. Does this count as a work-related injury?"

"Oh? Sad? Well, this work injury is understandable! Seeing Daiyu burying flowers, or...?"

"Mr. Qian, is it true that most men only have eyes for Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai? At most, they'll add the charming and alluring Wang Xifeng?"

"No, Xiren is gentle and virtuous, and she is also very impressive."

"They're all male chauvinists, really. I was just so sad when I saw 'the pretty maid died in vain'. Poor Qingwen was still complaining until her death, 'If I had known I'd have such an empty reputation, I would have made a serious decision.' But she didn't know that in the eyes of men, she was just a maid, a plaything!"

"Look at what you said, you are taking things out of context. Although Qingwen is listed in the second volume, she is also a character that Cao Xueqin wrote about with great emphasis." Knowing that Gu Quyu was deliberately teasing him, Qian Jianjun still couldn't help but explain.

"Then I'll get you a copy of 'Dream of the Red Chamber' later?"

"Well, okay! I'll look through it later to see if I can find any inspiration or insights. It's our responsibility to pass on the classics!"

Gu Quyu knew when to act, and he took the opportunity to ease Qian Jianjun's worries with a few words, and then left at the right time.

Qian Jianjun, feeling calm, was grateful. This conversation had indeed made him feel much better. The trouble was still there, but at least he could put it aside for now. He could think about other things, like "Dream of the Red Chamber," "Inch by Inch of Time," or its proprietress, Xue Jiuyue.

If I were still single, Xue Jiuyue would be a deadly allure. Her stunning beauty, her charisma, her educational background, and even her mysterious past all made her seem so unique, so different, so exceptional. The time I spent with her was always so sunny and bright, always so memorable.

If I were still single now,... No, aren't I just one step away from being single?

And wasn't his current situation caused by her? "If I had known I'd have a false reputation, I would have made a serious plan." Qingwen's words, spoken by Gu Quyu, made Qian Jianjun eager to try, and even gave him a sense of pleasure like revenge.

"It's just that Xiaoyue is so outstanding, so outstanding that even Mr. Qiu thinks there is no suitable boy around her who can match her. If I do something abrupt, I will get scolded, right?" Qian Jianjun murmured again.

"No, no, it's my freedom to love someone. What does it have to do with her? If I just pursue her, I don't necessarily have to ask for a result, and there won't be any harm. I haven't let anyone down. On the contrary, maybe I can help Xiaoyue get rid of the past and embrace the sunshine." Qian Jianjun regained his poetic romance and extraordinary confidence.

"Xiao Gu, come here!" Qian Jianjun picked up the phone.

"Please help me draft an agreement. The content is as follows..." Qian Jianjun assigned a new task to Gu Quyu who walked in.

With Xue Jiuyue's support, Ke Yike was able to give it a try and make new bread. However, his bitter expression showed that the results were minimal.

"Not everything can be accomplished overnight. When you are stuck in a dilemma, try putting it aside and doing something else. Maybe you will see the light at the end of the tunnel." Although Zhou Ying didn't know what Ke Yike wanted to do, she still patiently persuaded Ke Yike.

"I want to let go, but my mind is full of bread, even in my dreams."

Zhou Ying patiently continued to offer advice, "You don't just know how to make bread. You can do a lot more, like cooking, bartending, music, and so much more. Just try something else you're good at to distract yourself."

Ke Yike was awakened this time. His bitter face gradually relaxed, and finally he smiled happily, "Hehe, thank you Ying'er! Meah!"

Xue Jiuyue was puzzled as Qiu Nian sat across from her, her face flushed with shame. She had heard on the news this morning that today was Wednesday, and now that the sun had finally broken through the clouds and was just beginning to shine, Qiu Nian should be at the company by now.

"Sister Yue. Me."

Xue Jiuyue smiled and nodded, encouraging Qiu Nian to be bolder.

"I have a press conference in a few days and need a suitable formal suit. I want to go to the mall..."

Before Qiu Nian could finish her words, Xue Jiuyue said, "You want Yiyi to accompany you to the mall, right?"

Qiu Nian nodded, but was too embarrassed to raise his head.

"You want to date Yiyi? Is this an excuse?"