The morning sunlight wasn't scorching, and an occasional breeze carried a hint of coolness. The Lü family mansion, bathed in the morning light, seemed to be gilded with gold, imbued with a sacred radiance.

A well-dressed, elite man stood at the entrance of the Lü family mansion. His hair was meticulously styled, his handsome face was adorned with a gentle smile, and his tall, slender figure gave him the air of a refined gentleman.

He reached out and rang the doorbell. Looking at the man's coldly combed face on the screen, Zhou Anguo's lips curved upwards, becoming even more amiable.

"Butler Ji, Wuyou called me last night and asked me to come over this morning." There was a hint of smugness in his words. Zhou Anguo had long disliked Ji Yisi. No man could stand a handsome man constantly hanging around his wife.

Unfortunately, Ji Yisi was Wuyou's capable and outstanding butler, and had been a member of the Lü family for many years. He couldn't shake her position at all, let alone kick her out. Even after divorcing Wuyou, he still failed to achieve his goal.

“Okay, Mr. Zhou.” Ji Yisi seemed oblivious to the other party’s provocation, nodded slightly and closed the communication. Soon someone came forward and opened the door.

Looking at the familiar mansion before him, a glint of fanaticism flashed in Zhou Anguo's eyes. In this era, poverty was mocked but prostitution was not. He had gone to great lengths to become husband and wife with Lü Wuyou, willingly becoming a son-in-law, all for the sake of the Lü family's wealth. But before he could do anything more, Lü Wuyou discovered his scheme and forced him to leave with nothing.

But he had planned for this for many years, spending several years becoming a loving couple with Lü Wuyou, so how could he be willing to give it up? Fortunately, his children were still in the Lü family, so there were still many opportunities, and he had plenty of patience.

Xue Wei, in particular, is a smart, beautiful, and clever girl who is likable, and most importantly, she is on my side.

The spacious hall was decorated in a sophisticated European style, exuding the elegance and refinement of British aristocracy. Wuyou wore a light blue shirt and fitted suit trousers, her long, curly hair was styled in a high bun, and her delicate face remained expressionless as she continuously flipped through the documents in her hands.

Seeing the elegant and aloof Lü Wuyou, a glint of fervor flashed in Zhou Anguo's eyes. Lü Wuyou was outstanding in every way—status, family background, appearance, and ability. Winning over such a woman was the pride of his life. It was precisely because this woman was so exceptional that he had lost his male dignity.

Wouldn't it be better to stay quietly at home, be a good wife and mother, and serve her husband? Why insist on showing her face in public and going out into the business world, making herself someone else's gigolo?

Even his son couldn't take his surname, which was something no man could tolerate. He was a proper man and needed a son to carry on the family line, so he had no choice but to find another woman. But Lü Wuyou didn't understand his good intentions at all.

"Wuyou, is there something you need from me?" Zhou Anguo asked with a gentle smile, sitting down next to Wuyou and subtly closing the distance between them.

Upon hearing this, Wuyou glanced at him coldly before turning her gaze away with obvious disgust. Her clear disdain and aversion were written all over her face, making it impossible for Zhou Anguo to ignore, and his smile froze.

However, Zhou Anguo had a strong mental fortitude and quickly composed himself. He resumed his gentle demeanor, "Wuyou, it's been two years since we last met. You've come all this way to see me, and you won't even glance at me?"

These words sounded extremely aggrieved, and they blended perfectly with Zhou Anguo's handsome face. However, Wuyou had already read the other party's ambition and scheming from his eyes.

Zhou Anguo also felt extremely wronged. He had always wanted to remarry Lü Wuyou, but this woman was heartless. Now that her attitude had softened somewhat, he naturally wanted to press his advantage. Thinking of this, his hand unconsciously reached out, wanting to grab Wuyou's hand.

"Snap..." Wuyou slammed the document in her hand shut, stood up straight, dodged Zhou Anguo's outstretched hand, and a hint of anger appeared between her brows.

"Wuyou, don't be angry. I just... I just haven't seen you in so long, and I got a little excited. Don't worry, I won't touch you."

Before Wuyou could even speak, Zhou Anguo began to comfort Wen Sheng, his voice incredibly gentle, like a clear stream gently flowing through one's heart. An ordinary woman would probably have fallen for his tricks long ago, but Wuyou was already immune to this kind of person and remained unmoved.

"Zhou Anguo, I called you here because there is something very important." Wuyou stared intently at Zhou Anguo, then suddenly smiled, her smile as if melting ice and snow, bringing warmth and blooming flowers.

The icy beauty rarely showed a smile, and a hint of infatuation flashed in Zhou Anguo's eyes. Wuyou's appearance was cold and beautiful, and if it weren't for her strong personality and cold temperament, he wouldn't have sought out other women.

Wearing soft slippers on the floor, Wuyou walked slowly in front of Zhou Anguo, bent down slightly, and with the same smile on her lips, slowly extended her hand.

Seeing this, Zhou Anguo subconsciously thought that Wuyou wanted to get closer to him to touch or even kiss him. He tilted his head back without making it obvious, wanting to give the other person a great experience, but suddenly felt an overwhelming pain on his face, and his handsome face was all scrunched up.

"Slap—" The blow landed hard on Zhou Anguo's face. Wuyou showed no mercy, using almost all her strength, making her own hand numb and burning with pain.

Those who witnessed the entire incident through the living room security camera were stunned, their mouths agape, unable to close them for a long time. No one could have imagined that Wuyou would commit such an act of violence; this was truly unprecedented.

Lu Wuyou received a high-level elite education from a young age, and her speech and behavior conformed to the standards of a prominent family. She possessed both the gentle elegance of a well-bred lady and the domineering presence of someone in a position of power. She always had others do everything for her, never lifting a finger herself, which showed how truly furious she was.

The left side of his face burned, as if a spoonful of hot oil had been poured on it. Zhou Anguo pressed his tongue against his palate and felt that two of his left teeth were slightly loose. This woman, has she gone mad?

Despite his deep resentment, Zhou Anguo still had to put on a smiling face, after all, he still hoped to remarry Wuyou and take over the Lü family's assets.

Wuyou's hands, hanging by her sides, trembled slightly. She subtly moved her fingers to loosen her muscles, feeling that the man in front of her was incredibly shameless, causing her so much pain with just a single slap.

Just then, Wuyou felt a lightness in her hand as someone else took it in theirs. The other person lowered their delicate eyebrows and eyes, gently and meticulously applying a cool ointment to her hand, filling her nose with a fresh herbal scent.

"Madam, why hurt your hands? Let me do the hard and tiring work."

Afterwards, Ji Yisi put away the ointment and took two steps back to maintain a safe distance. The corners of her mouth curved into a perfect arc, and she returned to her elegant butler demeanor, as if everything before was just an illusion.

Wuyou couldn't help but blink, feeling a little strange. This butler was aloof and exceptionally capable, always keeping his position in check and never overstepping his bounds. What was wrong with him today?

The person watching the surveillance footage couldn't help but be surprised. What the butler had done was so unruly! And what was with that inexplicable feeling of having his mouth stuffed with food?