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Junyao and Zhou Yichuan returned to the Linshui Mansion together.

On the way back, Junyao went into silent mode, resolutely refusing to speak to Zhou Yichuan.

In an attempt to break the deathly silence, Ye Yang brought up the fact that Old Madam Zhou was about to return to China.

"The old lady's flight will arrive at the airport around 10 a.m. tomorrow, and the reception team has already made arrangements. As for the family banquet..."

Zhou Yichuan rubbed his forehead with one hand and took over the conversation, asking, "Does your aunt require us all to come?"

Ye Yang blinked rapidly a few times, without directly answering the question, only saying, "The notice said to try to attend."

Junyao immediately became interested in tomorrow's family dinner.

The original owner had a humble background, was inferior to others in the Qiao family, and was even more careful in the Zhou family, always keeping a low profile.

Over the past two years, the Zhou family has held many family banquets, but the original owner of this body has not attended many of them.

Whether it was because Zhou Yichuan didn't want to take her, or because of her own inferiority complex, she simply declined to go.

In any case, she didn't have much memory of the Zhou family banquet.

The original owner probably wanted to do everything in her power to make herself invisible.

This would reduce the pressure she faces from the outside world.

But Junyao didn't think so.

She's currently worried about not having a chance to cause a major disaster.

It should be so grand that it alarms both the mortal and spiritual realms.

The Zhou family banquet is a good opportunity.

She's going!

"What are you going to wear tomorrow?" Jun Yao turned to Zhou Yichuan and asked. "I'll think about it when I get back and decide what to wear. Let's wear matching outfits and make everyone envious!"

Zhou Yichuan leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed, and asked, "What do they have to envy?"

"I envy us. Our relationship is back to normal, we're loving and harmonious, and we're inseparable. We're a match made in heaven," Junyao said fluently, making things up.

Zhou Yichuan: "...What you're saying doesn't exist!"

Junyao became even more self-righteous, "What do you mean, 'no'? Didn't you say you were seriously reflecting on your mistakes? It's a great thing to admit your mistakes and correct them. The fact that you're willing to say goodbye to your past image as a dissolute playboy shows that you're working hard for this marriage! Young man, keep it up! Although we haven't reached the ideal state yet, aren't I actively contributing my efforts...?"

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned to the side and snuggled into Zhou Yichuan's arms, grabbing his collar.

Jun Yao moved extremely fast this time, her strikes were steady, accurate and ruthless, heading straight for Zhou Yichuan's face, and it looked like their lips were about to touch.

However, Zhou Yichuan's right hand was faster.

But before their lips could touch, his hand blocked them in.

The warmth of her palms shielded her from Jun Yao's domineering kiss.

Jun Yao: "...We've been married for ages, how can you still be so shy about kissing?"

She coaxed Zhou Yichuan to take his hand away, but unfortunately, in the power struggle between the two, Jun Yao suffered a crushing defeat.

Zhou Yichuan pushed her back to sit down and said, "I know you really want to kiss me, but I don't want to right now. Just bear with it."

Jun Yao shrank back to her seat, seething with resentment.

A series of emotions welled up in my heart:

Zhou Yichuan really didn't love the original owner!

The fact that he could remain unmoved despite her repeated advances shows that he truly had no affection for her and was only clearly using her.

Cleaner...

Junyao couldn't help but sneer when she thought of this peculiar pronoun.

Does someone as cold as Zhou Yichuan really understand what love is?

Who can truly enter his heart?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Through these two forced kisses, Junyao has basically confirmed—

There is no trace of the original owner's soul in this body.

The previous palpitations, heartache like being cut by a knife, or a chaotic mind, rapid breathing, chest tightness and shortness of breath...

These symptoms all occurred after the original owner's soul disappeared and never reappeared.

The original owner was also burned as a sacrifice to the heavens in this unexpected Netherworld Black Flame.

But if the original owner is gone, why is she still trapped here?

How can she leave?

She needs to get back on track with her life immediately!

Moreover, now that things have come to this point, can her work task be considered a success or a failure?

Will it increase KPIs, or will it result in deductions?

A barrage of questions filled Junyao's mind.

She really, really needs to see her colleagues right away!

Even just one would be fine!

Anyone is fine!

Just come!

……

Junyao's dejection was like a sudden, severe cold, making her lose interest in everything.

Zhou Yichuan sent her five alternative dresses and also arranged for three professional designers to accompany and assist her.

The dress is exquisite.

The designer is very professional.

But Junyao looked listless.

Like a puppet whose strings have been cut, it has lost its vibrant soul.

Only a desolate shell remains.

Sun Meizhi came to see her, and as soon as she entered the door she saw that she looked lifeless, and her face immediately fell.

She asked all the designers to leave.

"We've cooked bird's nest soup outside. Everyone's worked hard, so take a break and have a few sips to soothe your lungs."

Sun Meizhi has gentle eyes and brows; anyone who sees her would praise her for being dignified and proper.

The designers left happily.

But once the door was closed, Sun Meizhi's kind and gentle expression instantly changed.

"Yaoyao, it's not that Mommy wants to scold you!"

"But look at yourself, is what you did right?"

"How could you give Zhou Yichuan such a hard time?"

"What else could he possibly do that's not good enough for you?"

"You kept saying you wanted to retire from the entertainment industry, so he specially chose a light and enjoyable program for you."

"To make sure you're happy while recording the show, he dropped everything and came all the way to be with you!"

"You embarrass yourself on the show, it gets filmed and uploaded online, and he gives you emergency public relations support."

"You caused trouble, frightened the villagers who weren't even guests on the show, and made them fall seriously ill. It was Zhou Yichuan who cleaned up your mess!"

"He's so good, you should be content!"

Junyao patiently waited for Sun Meizhi to finish speaking.

Upon hearing these last few sentences, she even calmly retorted, "The villagers were unexpectedly frightened by the program's guests? Are you referring to Chen Fudi?"

"That's probably his name! It's not important!" Sun Meizhi looked down at Jun Yao and continued to scold, "You should focus on making Zhou Yichuan happy! Not remembering the names of those lousy villagers so clearly!"

Jun Yao scoffed, "I'll remember whose names I want."

"I will do whatever I want."

"I don't need your interference."

She raised two fingers and drew a circle in the air, and Sun Meizhi suddenly felt a sore throat.

She clutched her neck, which felt like it was stuck in her throat, and tried desperately to speak, but couldn't utter a single sound.

Sun Meizhi was initially just manic and angry.

She continued to berate Jun Yao in a hoarse voice.

"Where did you get this evil magic from, Yao Yao! You've changed! You can even hurt your own mother now, what won't you do in the future!"

Jun Yao smiled and shrugged.

"distant?"

"Your good daughter would have been killed a thousand times, ten thousand times over!"

"You gave birth to her, but you never loved her!"

"She used to be your weapon to rise to power, and later she became a tool for you and your son to make a living."

"From beginning to end, you have not fulfilled your duties as a mother."

"She has done a very good job, but all she ever hears is your scolding."

"You're so noisy."

"Learn to shut up, and I might spare your life."