“What?” Bai Rong narrowed her eyes at Gu Mingchen.
Wow. This man is really good at hiding his emotions. Doesn’t he feel guilty at all about spending the night with another woman? Or did he think that it’s normal for someone high and mighty like him to be surrounded by women all the time, and he’s merely being generous to them?
I don’t understand him. I can’t even read his mind, and he had never let me in. In fact, he didn’t even shed a tear when I nearly died. Yet, he wailed for that woman and even kissed her cheek. But… whatever!
“It’s nothing. Something happened recently, so I’m in a bad mood. I hope it won’t affect you,” she added smilingly.
Gu Mingchen frowned. “Do you have to be so sarcastic with me? We are husband and wife.”
“Well, you may not know me as well as you think. I’ve always been weird, indifferent, and acrimonious to others. Aren’t you already aware of this when we first met? It’s not too late if you want a divorce since the Civil Affairs Bureau hasn’t recorded our data,” said Bai Rong lazily.
“Oh, you want a divorce?” He raised his voice.
She felt that it was funny and laughed aloud. You’re wrong! You’re the one who actually wants a divorce! Oh, whatever. I don’t care. I only want to be free.
She side-eyed him.
“We’ll talk after the meeting,” demanded Gu Mingchen with a grave expression while gripping the steering wheel tightly until his fingertips turned pale.
She gave him an emotionless stare. Are you mad at my arrogance or your own mistakes? Honestly, you have no right to be furious at all. Also, we’ll talk after the meeting? Are you afraid that I won’t work for you anymore after the divorce?
“Don’t worry. I always draw the line between work and personal affairs.”
He pursed his lips and remained silent. Not long after, they reached his place.
Bai Rong got off and turned around to look at him.
Suddenly, his phone rang, and she caught his panicking look when he glanced at her.
The woman’s lips curved slightly upwards. Then, she turned around and headed to the room.
Meanwhile, Gu Mingchen walked outside to answer it. “Hailan, what’s wrong?”
“Mingchen, I’m terrified. Where are you?” Zhou Hailan wailed.
“I’m busy now; I’ll send someone over later.”
“Are you leaving me? I know I don’t deserve you now that I’m so ugly. Aaahh—get away from me! Aaargh—” she screamed frantically.
When he heard the crashing sounds on her side, she had already hung up.
He frowned and looked at his room.
Bai Rong was standing at the window and smirked at him when she saw all his worry and tenderness while talking to that woman.
At that point, a flicker of guilt flashed across Gu Mingchen’s eyes.
Afterward, she closed the curtains, took out two marriage certificates from the nightstand, and grinned delightfully.
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