The Godly Rich System is looking for a replacement, and I've become a weapon!

As it turns out, Zhang Yifang was overthinking things!

Old Du was heading back to his bedroom to create distance and charge at that bastard, headbutting him to death.

Of course, Du Yu had a lot on her mind too. She gritted her teeth and rushed forward, but not only did she not bump into Zhang Yifang, she was also grabbed and carried by him.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Three slaps to the butt.

"You little punk, trying to play rocket headbutt with me? Come on, if you've got the guts, come down and smash me to death."

Zhang Yifang said smugly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Du Yulian punched him several times on the back, and quite hard at that.

"Zhang Yifang, go to hell! If you've got the guts, put me down...!"

"That's enough! She's a celebrity, and your language is too vulgar..."

"***..."

The main reason other women spoiled Zhang Yifang was because he was a simpleton.

Who is Du Yu?

First love, original spouse!!!

She doesn't care about this or that, you silly goose. When you're out in the world you're the boss, but behind closed doors, whoever is more energetic in bed gets to call the shots!

What can Zhang Yifang do with any amount of money?

No matter how much money he has, it can't change the fact that he lost so much playing slot machines that he couldn't afford to eat back then, and it was Du Yu who emptied her living expenses to transfer 1256.78 yuan to him.

After he gambled away all of that thousand-plus yuan, Du Yu asked his family for money and personally went to Jiangcheng to arrest him and bring him to Beijing, watching him quit that thing.

She was by Zhang Yifang's side during his most difficult and embarrassing times. Now that he's rich, why should he act so arrogantly?

Feeling pained from the beating, Zhang Yifang threw Du Yu onto the bed, pinned her legs down, grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, and threatened her:

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll kiss you."

"Are you crazy? I've already moved in, and I wasn't planning on sleeping separately from you tonight. Are you trying to scare me with this?"

Du Yu complained with a look of disgust.

Zhang Yifang was stunned for a moment, then decisively kissed her, his hands not idle either, tearing at her forcefully.

"Zhang Yifang, you son of a bitch! Don't tear my clothes, they're expensive!"

"I'll buy it for you~"

Stab it!

Both pieces of clothing were ruined at the same time; Fang Ye is really strong.

What followed was a two-hour free-fighting match.

Du Yu nestled lazily in Zhang Yifang's arms, resting her head on his arm as she gave a satisfied review.

"You performed well; you've received excellent training outside these past few years."

Zhang Yifang was grinning foolishly; he was extremely happy at that moment.

Who said that good fortune never comes in pairs and misfortunes never come singly?

For him, this was one good thing after another.

Just now, while doing his job, By was distracted and couldn't resist using the Eye of Truth on Du Yu.

Actually, Zhang Yifang had no intention of using his "True Eyes" to see Du Yu.

From a rational perspective, it's normal for a woman who has been divorced for several years, especially one in the entertainment industry, to have a few men.

So he didn't dare to look, but if he didn't look at it, he would have doubts in his heart.

And then he became a scoundrel!

The more you try not to think about it, the more you ponder it.

It's like it's overgrown with weeds; if you don't look at it, you feel itchy all over.

Name: Du Yu

【Height: 173cm】

Age: 32

Appearance rating: 95

[Stature: 92]

【Favourability: 100】

[History: 1 (917)]

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifang knew he was doomed; he had been completely outmaneuvered by this damned woman.

First love, white moonlight, original wife, cinnabar mole—these are inherently unsolvable problems.

As a result, she's now adding new buffs to her list: faithful to one's husband, chaste, loyal, and morally upright...

And then there's that favorability rating that doesn't require any operation; it just pops up at 100.

That's the level of value!

To put it bluntly, if Du Yu asked him for someone's head, and he didn't just give it to her without hesitation, he'd be doing a disservice to their love!

However, ever since he saw it, Zhang Yifang's teeth have been sticking out, and his attack speed has increased even more.

God knows how damn proud he is right now.

Suddenly, Zhang Yifang said something completely unrelated to the question:

"Give me a child!"

Du Yu snuggled closer to him, pursed her lips, and nodded.

"Okay~"

Without any hesitation, I just felt a little like crying.

Actually, they had planned to have a child four years ago, but Zhang Yifang turned out to be a jerk.

hiss!

Why does it feel like Zhang Yifang's "by" is becoming less and less worthy of Du Fu?

Feeling increasingly wronged, Du Yuzhen started to cry.

"You heartless bastard... Waaah, it's been four years and you haven't even come looking for me. I thought you didn't want me anymore..."

"You didn't contact me either..."

"Don't argue—it was you who made a mistake..."

"Okay, okay, I'm guilty~"

Du Yu was still crying, but then a loud noise came from Zhang Yifang's stomach, which amused her so much that she burst into laughter through her tears, and even blew out a snot bubble.

"are you hungry?"

Du Yu wiped away her tears and asked.

Zhang Yifang nodded repeatedly. Of course he was hungry; he hadn't eaten all day.

When he felt a sense of crisis in Jiangcheng, he flew to Yangcheng without saying a word, not even bothering to eat.

The two took a quick shower and called their private butler to bring food to their room. Since Zhang Yifang was very hungry, he ordered some dishes that would be served quickly.

The money spent on the presidential suite was well spent; a private butler was on call 24 hours a day, and things like food delivery were just basic services.

Du Yu ate a few bites and then kept feeding Zhang Yifang. She hadn't experienced something so enjoyable for years, and she wanted to feed Zhang Yifang everything.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifang has a big appetite and is in excellent health, enjoying everything he eats.

They gave Du Yu a great cameo role in a mukbang!

After a satisfying meal, Zhang Yifang chatted with his beloved wife.

What is a former ex-wife?

Even if we take a step back and say that his ex-wife is a wife, and his ex-ex-wife is also a wife, they are all his wives.

"What brings you to Guangzhou? Do you have any plans?"

While Zhang Yifang was talking, his hands were still busy.

Du Yu?

Oh, she wasn't idle either.

She's 32 already, and has had a bland life for four years. What's wrong with being a little thirsty?

"Sister Huimin is having a concert, and I'm a guest performer~ Wait, you son of a bitch, can't you even unbutton your shirt? What are you tearing at?"

"Never mind, it's called ambiance. I'll buy you a hundred sets tomorrow. Are you talking about Vivian Chow? When did you meet her?"

"Buy my ass! There are only two sets left. Am I supposed to go out empty-handed tomorrow to buy them?"

"Bullshit, you haven't improved at all in the past four years. I know exactly what level you're at. I'll go buy it for you."

"It's Sister Huimin, the one you're thinking of. I've known her since the year before last. Didn't you always mutter that you liked her when you were younger? You even said she was the woman three generations of your family wanted to marry. Shall I introduce you to her tomorrow?"

"Is it really true, my beloved wife!"

"Fuck you~ Go easy... I don't know you... Damn it!"

Unexpected events always happen so suddenly. The two of them had just finished filming when Zhang Yifang's phone rang.

He frowned. At this hour, no one would be calling him without thinking; it must be something important.

Upon taking the call, he was surprised to find it was from Liu Ruyan. He instinctively glanced at Du Yu guiltily.

She glanced at the screen, waved her hand magnanimously, and said:

"Take it!"

Zhang Yifang pushed her head down, and Du Yu rolled her eyes at him before tying her hair up.

Look at their chemistry; even after four years, their compatibility is still at its peak.

Upon answering the phone, Zhang Yifang cleverly changed how he addressed her.

"What's wrong, Ruyan?"

Liu Ruyan didn't detect anything unusual; she had indeed encountered an emergency.

"Honey, we got into an argument with some people at the bar, and they're about to start a fight."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifang calmed down.