Disorder in marriage

"Ji Shanmei?" Yan Fei frowned. "Why is Jiang Jin's phone in your hands? Where is he?"

"Assistant Jiang," Ji Shanmei glanced at Jiang Jin meaningfully, "He's taking a shower. What's wrong? Tell me."

Jiang Jin pursed his lips, disagreeing with Ji Shanmei's actions, but he didn't stop her.

"Jiang Jin is taking a shower?" Yan Fei laughed in exasperation. "You mean, you're with Jiang Jin?"

"Yeah, otherwise why would I have his phone?"

Yan Fei smiled enigmatically. "Manager Ji, you don't actually think this will provoke me, do you?"

Ji Shanmei turned on speakerphone, "I don't know if it stimulated you or not, but it certainly stimulated me to sleep with you."

Yan Fei gripped her phone tightly, her fingertips turning white.

"Assistant Jiang said he's happier with me than with you. He deeply regrets meeting you and working for someone like you; it was the worst decision he ever made."

Yan Fei: "Ji Shanmei, so what if you slept with Jiang Jin? Even if you slept with Yun Mo, I wouldn't take you seriously, because you've been nothing but a plaything from beginning to end."

Ji Shanmei's smile vanished.

Yan Fei continued, "Also, Jiang Jin isn't one of my men. You can do whatever you want with him, I don't care."

The call was disconnected, and Ji Shanmei, having lost the upper hand, angrily threw her phone onto the sofa.

She looked at Jiang Jin, who remained silent, and said, "See? She doesn't take you seriously at all! You treat her like a goddess, but she treats you like a lapdog!"

Jiang Jin picked up his phone, his expression returning to normal. "I'm used to it."

Seeing his reaction only fueled Ji Shanmei's anger. "Assistant Jiang, you can't really be so blind as to like this kind of woman, can you?"

"It's none of your business."

After saying that, Jiang Jin walked out of the ward. He walked all the way to the end of the corridor and took two deep breaths before calling Yan Fei.

The call was quickly answered, and Yan Fei's unfriendly tone came through: "Feed?"

"it's me."

"I know."

Jiang Jin asked, "Did you need something from me?"

Yan Fei said, "Yan Zhi knew about the lost child and went to my house, almost strangling my mother to death!"

Jiang Jin: "Oh."

Yan Fei asked eagerly, "Is she going to make up with Yunmo?"

"I don't know. President Gu sent me to Shenzhen to take care of Ji Shanmei. I'm not aware of what's going on in Beijing."

Yan Fei muttered to herself, "They've definitely made up! Yunmo won't answer my calls now! He's angry with me! He won't even give me a chance to explain! Why does he assume I did everything?"

Listening to her defiant yet self-righteous tone, Jiang Jin said, "Sister Fei, President Gu knows exactly what kind of person you are. You don't need to be hypocritical. People who like you will naturally accept everything about you."

Yan Fei was silent for a moment, then asked, "Jiang Jin, do you like me?"

Jiang Jin hummed in agreement.

At the moment of confessing his feelings, he felt no emotion whatsoever.

"Then I beg you, please make Yunmo fall in love with me, okay? I really can't live without him! The position of Mrs. Gu was always meant to be mine!"

"Senior, I can't do it," Jiang Jin said. "President Gu has been kind to me, and I don't want to do anything to hurt him anymore. I'm sorry!"

"Jiang Jin, aren't you going to help me?"

Listening to the sobbing on the other end of the phone, Jiang Jin thought, "What did I do wrong?! For that child, I gave my man to Yan Zhi. For them, I came abroad alone. Yan Zhi has so much. She has the inheritance her parents gave her, she has Gu Yunmo to back her up. What do I have?"

Why does everyone have to bully me! Why did even you betray me!

Jiang Jin listened expressionlessly to her venting all her grievances, then asked only one question: "Senior, you'll never like me, right?"

Yan Fei fell silent for a moment. "I...I do like you. But not in that way, Jiang Jin. Besides my parents and Yun Mo, you are the most important person in my life."

Jiang Jin looked up, sighed silently, and closed his eyes in dejection.

Over the years, she has used these same words to brush him off time and time again.

"Senior, you'd better watch yourself."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

......

Yan Zhi was taken home by Gu Yunmo. She cried all the way home. When she got home, she went straight to the dressing room, opened the wardrobe, and took out the things she had bought for her daughter one by one.

Gu Yunmo followed behind her; she was saying goodbye to her daughter in this way, and he didn't disturb her.

By midnight, all the little clothes were neatly laid out on the bed. Yan Zhi sat on the floor, rested her face on the clothes, and rubbed it against them again and again.

"Mian'an... Mom didn't take good care of you... I'm sorry... Mom is late..."

Sleep peacefully, sleep peacefully.

She called her daughter's name over and over again, Mian'an, Anmian. This name was given by Gu Yunmo, hoping that her spirit in heaven would be at peace.

Gu Yunmo was also in a terrible mood. In the beginning after his daughter's death, he locked himself in for a long time, drank a lot of alcohol, and smoked a lot of cigarettes to ease his pain.

Seeing Yan Zhi's reaction this time, he knew that this was an obstacle that he and his wife could never overcome in their lifetime.

After calming himself down, he forced himself to go find Yan Zhi.

She rocked the empty crib gently, as if possessed.

"Xiao Zhi."

Yan Zhi looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion and pain. "Why is our daughter gone? Why?"

She just couldn't understand it.

Why does God not take away her daughter when there are so many deserving people in the world?

Gu Yunmo put his arm around her shoulder, pulled her to the bedside, and pressed her down to sit.

He squatted down in front of her, his large hand enveloping hers.

"My daughter is gone, but I'm still here, Xiaozhi. I've already lost one daughter, and I don't want to lose you too."

Yan Zhi raised her hand and touched his face. "You shouldn't have kept it from me."

Gu Yunmo's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes gleaming. "I'm sorry."

Yan Zhi wiped away his tears with her thumb, not knowing what to say, and could only reply with the same words, "I'm sorry."

Gu Yunmo hugged her waist. "Let's live a good life together from now on, okay?"

Yan Zhi closed her eyes and nodded.

For several days in a row, Gu Yunmo and Yan Zhi stayed at home, without going out or working.

They just huddled together, tidying up the child's things. When there was nothing left to tidy up, they would just stare at those things in a daze.

Their connection with this child was too shallow, but they were afraid that this connection would fade away.

Therefore, Yan Zhi and Gu Yunmo would write a letter to their child every night.

Yan Zhi comforted herself, saying that she wasn't good enough, which was why her daughter regretted it and didn't want her to be her mother anymore.

[Sleep well, Mommy will try her best to get back on her feet. I promise I'll be a mother who makes you proud and happy. Next time, please choose me again. Please.]

Gu Yunmo secretly added a line at the bottom of the letter: "Dad loves you, and he loves Mom too."