"Within five days, you will definitely die."

Seeing Yan Zixiu cursing him seriously, Gu Shiyi just thought it was ridiculous.

"Yan Zixiu." Since the other party had already started to curse, there was no need for him to maintain any superficial politeness.

"If you sign this divorce agreement today, you can get 30 million in compensation. Otherwise, if you continue to pester, it will only be disadvantageous to you."

Gu Shiyi finished speaking and pushed the documents on the table in front of the other party. "You are a smart person and know how to choose."

Yan Zixiu lowered his eyes to look at the contents of the agreement. He looked surprisingly calm. Gu Shiyi

didn't care whether he was real or fake, he just crossed his arms and watched coldly.

When Yan Zixiu turned to the last page of the agreement, he raised his slender fingers and picked up the signature pen beside him.

Party A had already signed his name, Jing Shaoci. He held the pen and wrote the three characters Yan Zixiu in the Party B column.

After signing, he used his thumb to dip into the red ink and directly stamped on his own name.

Four copies, neat and tidy.

Gu Shiyi looked at his no-holds-barred movements and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Just as he was about to reach out to take back the agreement, Yan Zixiu suddenly stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

Sure enough.

Gu Shiyi sneered in his heart, he knew that this troublemaker had another trick up his sleeve.

Yan Zixiu turned and walked into the bedroom, and soon came out with a letter.

"Please give this to Mr. Jing."

After Gu Shiye took it, he saw the two big characters on the envelope. It took him a long time to squeeze out two words from his throat: "Divorce...book?"

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly, "Mr. Jing and I have run out of fate. I hope he will take care of himself and find a good partner in the future."

After that, he said, "As for the 30 million compensation, I will not accept it, and he does not have to give it."

Yan Zixiu did not know why men could marry men in this dynasty, but since the other party took the initiative to propose a divorce, he was naturally happy to see it happen.

And Gu Shiye did not know that although the appearance of the man in front of him had not changed at all, the soul inside had become Yan Zixiu, the national teacher of the Daehyeon Dynasty.

At this time, Gu Shiye looked at Yan Zixiu and finally understood why the other party signed the divorce agreement so easily today.

It turned out that he had changed his tactics.

First, he wrote a divorce letter to show that he was willing to let go, and then he pretended to be nonchalant and said that he did not want compensation.

In the final analysis, he was deliberately showing off in order to firmly trap the Jing family.

However, no matter what tricks Yan Zixiu used, in Gu Shiyi's eyes, he was just a jumping clown.

He said sarcastically: "You said it yourself, don't regret it in the future."

Yan Zixiu said indifferently: "Keep your word, and nothing can stop you."

Gu Shiyi could not help but sneer, his eyes full of disdain.

Despite his attitude, before leaving, Yan Zixiu still said: "If Mr. Gu has nothing to do in the next two days, you should go home as soon as possible and don't wander around outside."

The death between the other's eyebrows was constantly devouring the vitality in his body, and he was already dying.

Gu Shiyi turned around and left after hearing this, obviously not listening to a word he said.

Yan Zixiu didn't care about this. After all, he had said everything he needed to say, and whether the other party believed it or not was not within his scope of inquiry.

Gu Shiyi crumpled up the divorce letter in his hand as soon as he got out of the elevator, and then threw it directly into the trash can.

After driving out of the community, Gu Shiyi took the divorce agreement directly back to the company headquarters, and then took the elevator to the president's office on the top floor.

After knocking on the door and entering, he turned around and closed the door, then walked to the table.

"Brother, Yan Zixiu has signed it."

Although Gu Shiyi is Jing Shaoci's special assistant on the surface, the two are actually cousins. It's just that almost no one in the company knows about this relationship.

Jing Shaoci took the agreement from him expressionlessly and turned to the last page. Unexpectedly, after seeing the signature, he sneered from his throat.

Gu Shiyi frowned slightly, "Brother, is there any problem?"

Jing Shaoci threw the agreement on the table, "This is not his signature."

Gu Shiyi was slightly stunned, and then immediately said, "It's impossible, I saw him sign it with my own eyes."

Jing Shaoci crossed his fingers with distinct joints, and said coldly, "That means he deliberately practiced a new font."

After hearing this, Gu Shiyi had a new understanding of the extent of Yan Zixiu's persistence.

If this perseverance was used to hone his acting skills, he might have become famous in the entertainment industry a long time ago.

Although Gu Shi was surprised, Jing Shaoci was not surprised at all.

After all, he had already experienced all kinds of Yan Zixiu's schemes in three years of marriage.

So he had to get a divorce.

Knowing that today was the day for the two to sign a divorce agreement, although Li Fengzhi was very reluctant, he had to bite the bullet and go to Yan Zixiu.

After all, he is still the other party's agent. If Yan Zixiu does something bad, he will be in trouble in the end.

"Zixiu?" Li Fengzhi called out after entering the password and entering the door, then put down the things in his hands and walked to the restaurant following the sound.

'Ding--'

The microwave timer ended, and Yan Zixiu smelled the fragrance of food after pressing the button.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly and uttered two words with satisfaction: "Very good."

There are many things in this dynasty that he has never seen before, and he is currently trying to familiarize himself with them based on the memories of his original body.

Li Fengzhi couldn't help but straighten his back when he saw him like this, his expression was indescribably complicated.

Could it be that Yan Zixiu was so stimulated that his mental state has become problematic?

"Zi, Zixiu?"

Yan Zixiu, wearing heated gloves, picked up the plate and turned around, and said very seriously: "Hello, Li Jingji."

It's over, this brain is really twisted.

Li Fengzhi swallowed unnaturally, then laughed dryly and said: "Well...why don't we go out for dinner, I'll treat you."

Yan Zixiu thought about it seriously, then nodded and said, "Okay."

He had been here for three days and had not yet gone out to see the sights.

Yan Zixiu put down the plate in his hand, looked at the other party and said, "But you don't have to spend money, just pay for it yourself."

Ten minutes later, Li Fengzhi stood in front of a small restaurant, and his whole body was about to burst.

He had been Yan Zixiu's agent for three years, and he knew the bad nature of this young master best. He

loved vanity, was hypocritical, was eager for quick success and was self-righteous. Apart from that face, there was nothing to recommend him.

At this time, Li Fengzhi looked at the neon sign in front of him. First, there were three words "Juxiang Chicken". When he saw the fourth word was eight, his eyes did not move.

The original name of the restaurant was Juxiang Chicken Pot, but the lights under the pot were broken and not on.

"How is this one?" Yan Zixiu turned around and asked after reading the price list.

Li Fengzhi said woodenly, "It's good, but the ingredients in this restaurant are a bit expensive."

Yan Zixiu didn't understand his sneer at all, and walked into the store after hearing him say yes.

After the two sat down, they ordered a medium-sized chicken pot.

Yan Zixiu was about to take off his hat, but Li Fengzhi persuaded him.

"Your golden hair is too eye-catching, you'd better keep it on."

Although Yan Zixiu is only a fifth-tier artist, he has acted in several TV dramas after all, and it would be troublesome if he was recognized.

Li Fengzhi thought Yan Zixiu would get angry, but he hesitated for a moment and then put his hand down.

It seems that some stimulation is not without benefits, at least his bad temper has been calmed down a lot.

After the meal, the two settled the bill, and as Yan Zixiu said before, each of them paid half.

After returning, Li Fengzhi just sat on the sofa and was stunned by Yan Zixiu's question again.

"Can the artist contract with the agency be terminated?"

Li Fengzhi raised his head mechanically and said in disbelief: "You, you want to quit the circle?!"

Yan Zixiu pondered the word "quit" for a while, and then hummed calmly.

Li Fengzhi took a deep breath. Considering the other party's current mental state, he decided to evade it first.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. I have to go back and ask the company."

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly, "Okay."

After Li Fengzhi left, Yan Zixiu washed the cups and plates first, wiped his hands, took out a Xinhua Dictionary, and began to study seriously.

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Yan Zixiu was sitting in front of the window meditating. Just as he closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation, there were several heavy knocks on the door.

He slowly opened his eyes, then stood up and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, there were two men standing outside, one of whom looked particularly familiar.

"Yan Zixiu." The familiar man's eyebrows were full of coldness, and even his voice was very cold, "What did you do to Gu Shiyi?"

It turned out to be the original owner's ex-husband, Jing Shaoci.

Yan Zixiu's face was calm, not nervous at all, "I didn't do anything."

Seeing his desperate look, Jing Shaoci's disgust reached its peak.

"Then do you know why I want to divorce you?"

"I know." Yan Zixiu's indifferent eyes swept across the other's noble and unmatched face, "Because you are not good enough."