Chapter 2 Is it reliable?
After waiting for a while, the other party did not reply.
Gu Jinyuan's face was clouded with anger, and he sent another message.
[Honey, are you planning to take advantage of me and then deny everything?]
...Silence reigned.
[Honey, you'll regret this...]
......
Gu Jinyuan's patience had completely run out.
He picked up the phone and dialed, "Find Su Ruan's location within ten minutes."
"Yes, Master."
After hanging up the phone, the head guard, Yingyue, felt a chill run down her spine.
The master has been in a good mood since yesterday, and they have relaxed along with him, thinking that now that the master has a wife, he will no longer be as fearsome as before.
Unexpectedly, it was restored to its original state in just one day and one night.
Why did the lady run away?
The master used a lot of influence and connections in order to get a marriage certificate with his wife.
He sighed inwardly, but on the surface he was on high alert, and he sternly addressed the four squad leaders in front of him.
"All Black Wolf Guards must act immediately and locate Miss Su Ruan's exact location within ten minutes."
boom--
Orders must be obeyed without question.
Everyone got busy, and within ten minutes they received accurate information.
"Reporting to Master, Madam is currently receiving a spa treatment at Yunding Club."
As Gu Jinyuan strode into the elevator and returned to his car, he exuded an aura of death that made everyone afraid to even breathe.
"Let's go, let's arrest them."
The car started and quickly entered the traffic.
At the same time, six black cars suddenly appeared from all sides, driving alongside in a guard formation.
The car had just stopped in front of the Yunding Club when Gu Jinyuan's phone vibrated twice.
[What's wrong? My best friend and I went for a massage, and I was just taking a shower.]
[I don't regret it, I'll come back to see you later.]
Gu Jinyuan instantly withdrew his large hand from the car door.
His expression gradually softened, he relaxed and leaned back, exhaling a breath.
"go back."
ah?
Yingyue was full of questions, but she still turned the steering wheel and drove away from the club, and the convoy behind her disappeared completely in an instant.
"Ruanbao, what are you doing? I'm talking to you!"
Su Ruan put down her phone and turned to look at Song Feiwan.
"Huh? What did you say?"
“I said, I think that picture of you, the guy with the mold, looks kind of familiar,” Song Feiwan said, puzzled.
"Looks familiar? No way, he said he just came back from abroad."
"Maybe I'm overthinking it. Anyway, Europeans all look pretty much the same to me, and I can't tell them apart."
Song Feiwan found a perfect excuse for herself, unwilling to be distracted by useless things, and turned to discuss with Su Ruan where to go for fun later.
"Um..." Su Ruan glanced guiltily at Song Feiwan and stammered softly. "Xiao Wan'er, I have to go back in a bit."
“Go back? Go back where?” Song Feiwan asked, puzzled.
"I need to go back and get my husband to introduce us to our family." Su Ruan's voice was even softer.
"Oh." Song Feiwan gave a nonchalant "oh," and a minute later she suddenly screamed and sat up.
"What? Husband? Who? That model guy?"
Su Ruan rubbed her aching eardrums and nodded.
"My little darling, you're something else! Not only did you sleep with the wrong person, but you even got a marriage certificate with them?" Song Feiwan came over aggressively and grabbed Su Ruan by the neck.
"Heroine, spare my life! I was bewitched by your beauty and acted rashly..."
"Then let's get a divorce, right now."
"No," Su Ruan replied firmly.
“Ruanbao, I know you’re a traditional girl, but we can’t be this traditional, can we? You let him take advantage of you, and now you still want to marry him.”
He's a male model, young and working at a club, can he be reliable?
"Listen to me, dump him right away, and I'll introduce you to some better young talents." Song Feiwan changed her approach and gently persuaded him.
“It’s okay, I have money, I can support him.”
"What makes you think you can support him?"
Song Feiwan shouted in disapproval, while Su Ruan rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment.
“He’s strong and muscular. I feel very safe knowing he could knock Jiang Siyan out with one punch.”
Upon hearing this reason, Song Feiwan smacked her lips and said, "According to you, it actually has some effect."
If it were Li Yuyang, he could only rely on verbal attacks to talk the person into a stupor.
"However, I still need to ask him what he thinks. If it's just a momentary impulse and he regrets it, then I won't force him."
Su Ruan lay down and enjoyed the massage service from the top-notch technician, letting out a comfortable sigh.
"You're just too naive."
She's always considerate of others; any gigolo who manages to marry a rich woman like you must have incredibly lucky ancestors.
His ancestors would crawl out of their graves in the middle of the night, their butts on fire, to appear in his dreams, telling him to hold on tight to you, this little fool, so he could climb the social ladder.
Song Feiwan also lay down, muttering to herself.
"Have you forgotten how your ex-fiancé and that damn sister conspired against you? Have you forgotten how you swore to me yesterday that you were going to get revenge?"
They're eyeing the shares your grandfather left you. If you don't find a powerful backer, how can you fight them?
But you chose a man of unknown origin, I don't even know what to say to you..."
As Su Ruan listened quietly to her best friend scolding her, a scene of Jiang Siyan and her younger sister Su Xin rolling around in bed automatically popped into her mind.
She watched in shock through the crack in the door as they fiercely grappled together, and the person they were plotting to kill was none other than her.
She had forgotten how she stumbled and staggered out the door.
After finding her best friend, a wave of lingering fear made her lean on Song Feiwan's chest, crying until her newly bought Xiangyun yarn dress was soaked with tears.
This caused the men in the club to frequently glance at her best friend, and those who didn't know the situation might have thought that she had engorged her breasts and had leaked milk all over them.
Her small hand slowly crawled up to her heart, where she still felt a sharp pain.
More than anything, people are unwilling to accept it.
Her four-year relationship with Jiang Siyan couldn't compare to that of a younger sister who had just been officially recognized as a member of the family four months ago.
Is it because she is an adopted, fake heiress, while Su Xin is the real heiress whom her parents went through so much trouble to find?
She wanted to get her revenge by finding a devastatingly handsome and obedient husband, taking control of her own shares, and living a wonderful life to show Jiang Siyan.
She can live a better life without him.
But her behavior seems unfair to her current husband, Gu Jinyuan. She must tell him the whole truth later. If he doesn't want to marry her anymore, she will definitely let him leave.
“Ruanbao, can you arrange for me to meet your new husband? I’ll give him my opinion.”
Song Feiwan was really worried about Su Ruan's judgment. Judging from Jiang Siyan's actions, she could tell that Gu Jinyuan was definitely unreliable as well.
"Tomorrow, I have something to discuss with him today."
"OK."
Su Ruan enjoyed a two-hour full-body massage and left the club feeling refreshed.
Song Feiwan put her back at the hotel entrance and gave her some words of advice out of concern.
"Call me immediately if anything happens."
"Okay, got it—"
Su Ruan waved to her best friend with a long, drawn-out tone, and the fiery red Ferrari rumbled out of sight.
She walked briskly up to the presidential suite on the top floor.
As soon as she entered, she saw Gu Jinyuan sitting obediently on the sofa, waiting for her.
He was still wearing the uniform of the male models from the club downstairs, his white shirt collar wide open, revealing a patch of porcelain-white skin.
A sexy black tie hung loosely on his chest, and a leather imitation gun strap was cinched at his shoulder.
Her long legs were spread out on both sides, making her both sexy and alluring.
Su Ruan couldn't help but linger her gaze on his taut chest muscles, and the tips of her ears began to feel faintly hot.
As she lifted her foot to take off her shoes, Gu Jinyuan quickly walked to her side, squatted down, and helped her take off her shoes.
Just as Su Ruan was about to change into the hotel slippers, Gu Jinyuan swept her up in his arms.
"ah--"
Su Ruan exclaimed in surprise and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, "What are you doing?"
"Serving the big spenders..."
Before the husky, seductive voice had even faded, Su Ruan was gently placed on the sofa by Gu Jinyuan, who then covered her with his tall, muscular body.
He kissed Su Ruan's earlobe and cheek with extreme provocation...
"Wait a moment..."
"Why, baby? Are you feeling unwell?"
Gu Jinyuan asked seriously, and Su Ruan's pretty face instantly turned red.
"No, I have something important to tell you."
"But what I want to do is a legitimate thing. Or is it that you think I'm not doing it well enough?"
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