But he had to admit that Yu Wei was indeed a very charming person. As Yu Wen said, each of his advantages was enough to attract a large number of people to flock to him. Taken together, he was simply the dream lover of tens of millions of Omegas and Betas.
Unfortunately, his brilliance was enough to overshadow everyone around him, which was something Zhou Siyu disliked. He was too outstanding, making others seem mediocre.
"President, are you really going to divorce General Yu?"
Yu Wen stopped the car and observed Zhou Siyu through the rearview mirror.
"Yes." Zhou Siyu stretched: "In another six months, your General Yu will be single again."
“Sigh, his return to single life is none of my business.” Yu Wen pursed his lips. “Although General Yu is indeed very outstanding, I have Qin Ge, and that’s enough for me.”
Yu Wei was his idol, but an idol is merely a role model. Qin Ge was the person he loved, the person he wanted to spend his life with.
"Keep these words for Qin Ge."
Zhou Siyu waved her hand, feeling uncomfortable after being suddenly forced to eat so much dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).
The luxurious detached villa appeared particularly lonely and desolate in the moonlight, with the swaying shadows of trees on the windows adding a touch of eeriness.
Zhou Siyu clicked her tongue. She had never thought this villa was so eerie before. Now, the more she looked at it, the more it resembled a haunted house.
The bright lights dispelled the darkness, but not the cold. The empty living room was cold and deserted, devoid of any warmth or liveliness.
Zhou Siyu sighed; he would have to spend more time getting used to his surroundings.
It's funny, this was originally his home, but now it feels like he's in someone else's house, everything looks so unfamiliar.
Lifting the dust cover, Zhou Siyu coughed a few times, choked by the dust, "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..." Zhou Siyu put the dust cover back on, deciding to wait until tomorrow to have someone come and clean the house.
Yu Wen is really something, he doesn't even hire someone to clean the house, does he really think he'll live in the family compound for the rest of his life?
After washing up, Zhou Siyu tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. The quilt hadn't been aired out; it was cold and smelled of camphor.
I miss the soft and warm blankets in the family compound so much!
"Stop thinking about it, Zhou Siyu, that's not your home, this is!"
He needs to familiarize himself with this place as soon as possible and return to his previous life.
But does he really want to go back?
Zhou Siyu felt lost and couldn't sleep all night staring at the dark ceiling.
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