Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âSo, Lu Bancheng, I hope that you wonât say things like that againâTheyâre disgusting!
âBesides that, I do not wish to have any form of contact with you except when you really need me to play the role of your wife and meet your parents.
âAs such, Lu Bancheng, donât talk to me when you donât need to! Iâll be treating you as if you donât exist!
âI hope that you can abide by our agreement, and we can get divorced in one year.
âIâm assuming thatâs the guest room. You shouldnât have any problem with me staying there, right?â
Before Lu Bancheng could speak, Xu Wennuan walked over to the couch to retrieve her luggage and then entered the guest room and slammed the door shut; then, as if she had suddenly recalled something, she pulled the door open again to get her keys and slammed the door again.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Even though Lu Bancheng was standing a distance away from the guest room, he could clearly hear the sound of her door being locked. At the same moment, he suddenly felt like something was stuck in his throat, and it became particularly uncomfortable for him to breathe.
He stared straight ahead through the window, taking in the view of the beautifully lit city at night, accompanied by a dull pain in his heart.
Yes, itâs true that Wu Hao didnât touch her despite being in love with her for 10 years. But didnât he get involved with another woman?
He had wanted to say that out loud, but that would be like pouring salt on her already deep wound. He had eventually decided against it, because he could not bring himself to do that to her. And everything he had wanted to tell her to convey his most intimate feelings for her would all be redundant now.
After all, he had never meant anything to her, and she was not obligated to cherish his feelings. Telling her what he felt would just be humiliating himself.
......
Six months after Gu Yusheng and Qin Zhiâai were married, it was Spring Festival, and a month later the weather had finally started warming up. As Qin Zhiâai had not seen Xu Wennuan for quite a while, she asked her out over the weekend, and they had arranged to meet at the SPK clearance sale.
The two of them shopped from noon until four. When they had grown tired, they settled down in a coffee shop at the roof level of SPK with their purchases. Qin Zhiâai ordered milk tea, and Xu Wennuan ordered coffee and a slice of butter cake.
As Qin Zhiâai stirred her tea, she glanced at Xu Wennuan, who was stuffing her face with the butter cake, and said, âYou seem to have quite an appetite!â
âIs that so?â Xu Wennuan laughed as she set her fork aside and lifted her head.
âYes. You had three bowls of rice when you had lunch at my place earlier. In all the years Iâve known you, this is the first time Iâve seen you eat this much. And itâs only been a few hours since lunch and youâre eating again...â
âThe cake here is deliciousâOf course I have to try it since Iâm already here. As for lunch, isnât that because your personal chef is amazing?â Xu Wennuan sipped her coffee and was suddenly reminded of when Qin Zhiâai and Gu Yusheng had caused a stir on the internet two weeks ago.
Gu Yusheng and Qin Zhiâai had gone out for dinner. Before theyâd started eating, Qin Zhiâai had casually snapped a few photographs of the dishes and posted them online, tagging Gu Yusheng and adding the caption: âMr. Gu, I like the food from this restaurant.â
Two hours later, Gu Yusheng had posted a photograph of a chef and tagged Qin Zhiâai with the caption, âItâs settled. Starting tomorrow, he is officially Miss Qinâs personal chef.â
Subsequently, their friends online had taken screenshots of these posts and started sharing them. Xiaowang had even deliberately chosen an admiring caption: âLoving couple abuses us single dogs daily.â