I was criticized on a dating reality show, but I retaliated and became an internet sensation.

A surge of anger welled up inside her. Shu Zi threw back the covers, stepped barefoot onto the cold floor, and gritted her teeth:

"You, Gu Yan, returned to the country without a word, and then immediately agreed to the marriage without even a greeting!"

After hanging up the phone, she didn't even have time to comb her hair. She grabbed a black trench coat and put it over her silk pajamas, put on sunglasses and Doc Martens, grabbed her car keys, and rushed out.

With the accelerator floored, the red sports car streaked across the street like lightning, drawing the attention of passersby.

Twenty minutes later, the car executed a beautiful drift and came to a stop in front of the Gu Group building.

Shu Zi pushed open the car door and got out. The wind lifted the hem of her trench coat, revealing her wrinkled pajamas underneath. Her hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, but her face behind her sunglasses was taut, and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

She walked straight to the private elevator, and under the blank stare of the receptionist, she rushed into the elevator with loud thuds and pressed the button for the top floor.

It wasn't until the elevator doors closed that the receptionist paused for a few seconds before realizing... had someone just gone in?

She quickly made a call to the higher-ups.

"bite--"

The elevator doors opened, and the top-floor CEO's office area was quiet, except for one meeting room whose door was tightly closed, from which faint sounds of discussion could be heard.

Wu Qiwei received a call from the front desk, who said that a woman with messy hair had just entered the private elevator without saying a word. Wu Qiwei wondered who it was that could get into the private elevator so easily. Just as he was about to talk to Gu Yan next to him, the following scene unfolded—

"Gu Yan, you come out here!"

A clear, fiery female voice pierced through the door, followed by a loud "bang" as the conference room door was pushed open.

Shu Zi stood at the door, her gaze precisely fixed on the head of the table.

Gu Yan, sitting in the main seat, wore a sharp black suit that accentuated his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and sharp bone structure.

He was holding a silver fountain pen between his fingers. Upon hearing this, his slender fingers paused slightly, and he looked up towards the door.

In an instant, the discussion in the conference room came to an abrupt halt, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes turned to the door. The directors' faces were full of astonishment, and the pens in the hands of the executives froze in mid-air.

Who is this person? Not only did they address President Gu by his given name, but they did so in such a tone.

Before everyone could finish asking all the questions, something even more unexpected happened—

Shu Zi left those words without waiting for Gu Yan's response, turning and walking away with a swift back that conveyed a "I'll see if you chase after me" attitude.

A dozen pairs of eyes turned to the man in the main seat, thinking: This is really the end.

Gu Yan slowly stood up, his sharp suit highlighting his tall figure. There was not a trace of displeasure at being interrupted on his face; instead, a faint smile and... doting expression flickered in his deep eyes.

He left after saying "The meeting continues."

director:???

Executive: ? ? ? ?

Investment Director: Could she be the "mysterious person" who saved my life?

Wu Qiwei: Oh, it's Miss Shu. Then it's nothing.

Wu Qiwei cleared his throat and repeated, "The meeting continues." The directors and executives exchanged bewildered glances...

On the other side, this was the scene that greeted Gu Yan as soon as he entered the office—

Shu Zi sat on the sofa, legs crossed, holding a cushion in her hands, her face clearly saying "I'm very angry".

"What's wrong? Who made you angry?"

His gaze fell on her disheveled hair and wrinkled pajamas, and his Adam's apple moved almost imperceptibly.

Shu Zi stared at him, her eyes full of accusation: "Explain yourself! What marriage alliance? What gives you the right to make decisions for me?"

Gu Yan paused for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding: "What marriage alliance?"

"Are you still pretending?"

Shu Zi sneered, "Qiao Qiao said it! She said your parents admitted it themselves, that the matter with the Shu family is settled, and you even nodded in agreement! Gu Yan, did you come back to China just to spite me?!"

Gu Yan leaned against his desk, his fingers lightly tapping the surface. His gaze fell on her puffed-up face, and he suddenly chuckled softly, his tone helpless:

"Did you hear this news from Qiao Yueke?"

"Otherwise what?" Shu Zi retorted, "Do you think Qiao Qiao would lie to me?"

Gu Yan looked at her, his smile deepening.

Two years have passed, but his temper hasn't changed at all.

He took out his phone, walked over, and handed it to her.

"What?" Shu Zi glanced at him irritably.

See for yourself.

Shu Zi took the phone with suspicion and unlocked it with her fingerprint as if she knew exactly what to do.

As she looked at the contents of her phone, the anger on her face gradually subsided. An awkward silence hung in the air for three seconds. Then, seeing Gu Yan's barely suppressed laughter beside her, her cheeks flushed bright red, and she wished she could disappear into the ground right then and there.

She turned off her phone, chuckled awkwardly, and tried to brush it off, "Um, my manager is looking for me right now, so I'll be going now, okay?"

As she spoke, she seized the opportunity and tried to slip away, but Gu Yan had anticipated this. He reached out and precisely hooked the back of her collar, gently pulling her back.

She abruptly raised her head and, without hesitation, revealed the culprit:

"It's all Qiao Yueke's fault! She didn't hear me clearly and came to fool me! It has nothing to do with me! Blame her!"

Qiao Yueke, still unaware of the situation: ...Thank you!

Gu Yan couldn't help but chuckle as he watched her arrogance crumble instantly.

"So, you barged into my conference room in your pajamas this morning just to confront me?"

Shu Zi then remembered that she had left the house in her pajamas. She quickly pulled her trench coat tighter to cover the pajamas underneath.

"It's all Qiaoqiao's fault! If she hadn't tried to fool me with inside information, I wouldn't have run out in my pajamas!"

Gu Yan raised an eyebrow, put away his phone, and said with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "Oh? So it's Qiao Yueke's fault?"

"Otherwise what?"

Shu Zi glared at him, indignantly, "Who told her to be deaf and spread rumors everywhere! And I actually believed her and came here, came here..."

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, until finally she turned her face away and refused to continue.

Seeing her guilty and flustered expression, Gu Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Fine."

He went along with her words, his tone tinged with indulgence, "It's all her fault. So how do you plan to settle the score with her?"

"Settle the score?" Shu Zi gritted her teeth, her voice filled with murderous intent. "She'd better pray I don't see her today!"

"I'm leaving!"

"etc."

Shu Zi paused, turned around, and asked irritably, "What now?"

Gu Yan walked slowly closer, his gaze fixed on her, a smile playing on his lips:

"You're this angry because you married me? You even came all this way to confront me."