After five years of a cold marriage, I can no longer hide the child I secretly gave birth to.

Zhou's Group.

Zhou Yanci received a question mark from Xu Daikui.

He looked at Fang Qing and said, "Go and call Mu En over here."

Fang Qing went out, and soon Mu En came in.

Zhou Yanci took out a draft contract from the drawer and handed it to him.

Sign your name on the first and last pages.

Mu En picked it up and saw that it was a real estate sales contract, and the seller was still him.

Is the boss going to reward him with an apartment?

He hasn't accomplished anything significant lately.

Hesitantly, he carefully examined the contract and discovered that it was for the villa in Yushui Bay.

He immediately dismissed all unrealistic ideas.

That villa was Mr. Zhou's wedding home; he treasured it like the apple of his eye, and there was no way he would give it to him.

They're probably playing a game of trying to cover something up again.

"OK."

Without asking any further questions, he quickly signed his name.

Listening to the boss and not looking, asking, or thinking too much is an essential quality of a dutiful servant.

"Okay, go out."

Zhou Yanci nodded in satisfaction. After seeing him leave, he sent Xu Daikui a text message.

*

When Xu Daikui saw that Zhou Yanci had sent her an address and a private room number, she understood that he wanted her to go there directly to sign the contract with his friend.

She didn't reply to him and simply turned off her phone.

Then I changed into a simple dress, put on a down jacket that went past my knees, did some light makeup, and went out.

Take a bus from here, and you'll arrive at that private restaurant around 3 p.m.

Find the private room number on WeChat, push the door open and you'll see a man in a suit with his back to you.

She approached with a smile, but when she saw his face clearly, her brain short-circuited for a moment.

Where is your friend?

She looked at the man, puzzled.

Zhou Yanci sipped his tea calmly. "I brought the contract. He had something to attend to and asked me to come."

"Okay, sure."

Xu Daikui didn't think much of it, sat down opposite him, picked up the contract and quickly flipped through it.

The buyer's name is Mu En, and the price is indeed 2 million.

She nodded, signed her name, and then sent Zhou Yanci a bank card number.

"Just have your friend transfer the money directly to this card later."

After she finished speaking, she got up and left.

As they brushed past the man, Zhou Yanci grabbed her wrist, his deep voice ringing out, "Xu Daikui, that apartment has just been sold. Aren't you going to take a look?"

Perhaps if she saw this, she wouldn't be so determined to divorce him.

That marriage certificate was the only thing he could keep her with him.

Once gone, they will never cross paths again.

"No need," Xu Daikui said indifferently.

A house is just an object. People have become tired of each other, so why bother looking at a house?

"Zhou Yanci, are you free now? Let's go and finalize the divorce papers."

She had her back to him, her voice firm yet tinged with desolation.

Zhou Yanci released her, "Have a meal with me."

Xu Daikui, "Eating this will lead to a divorce?"

"Let's eat first."

His expression showed no sign of relaxation.

Xu Daikui eventually sat down opposite him.

Zhou Yanci ordered a table full of delicious food, including delicacies from land and sea.

Xu Daikui gave a wry smile, seemingly uninterested. "A farewell dinner? So lavish?"

Zhou Yanci smiled slightly, "No, I'm just giving you some nourishment."

"You're about to become the vice dean, and you're so thin. Aren't you afraid of suddenly dying one day?"

Xu Daikui understood.

She smiled faintly, "No, I'm tough as nails."

Zhou Yanci seemed to be thinking of something, and his expression froze for a moment.

A short while later, the waiter brought over the soup.

Zhou Yanci humbled himself and served her fish soup.

"Try it."

Xu Daikui looked at the delicious soup handed to her and suddenly looked up at him.

"Are you this considerate to Xu Jiaojiao too?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanci's expression remained completely unchanged. "It's not important."

Xu Daikui smiled.

She really asked an unnecessary question.

Wasn't that five years enough to prove it thoroughly?

"Xu Daikui, is it because of Xu Jiaojiao that you want a divorce?"

His gaze lingered on her fair face.

"If it's because of her, I will keep my distance from her in the future."

"I had something I couldn't help but get involved with her; my feelings for her were just a moral obligation."

Xu Daikui had no idea that he loathed her from the bottom of his heart, so why he suddenly backed down on the verge of divorce.

Is it because he doesn't want a divorce that he wants to have sex with me because we had physical contact this morning?

still.....

"Aren't you two getting married? I heard Xu Jiaojiao is already preparing the wedding room."

Xu Daikui will no longer have an ambiguous relationship with him.

She couldn't hold onto him.

Her love had long been deeply eroded by his indifference.

"Who said that?"

"Bigamy is illegal in China, didn't you know?"

Zhou Yanci spoke lightly.

Does this mean he has no intention of marrying Xu Jiaojiao?

Just as she was wondering what was going on, the man's deep eyes fell on her face, "There is only one person I want to marry in this life."

Meeting his deep gaze, Xu Daikui sensed a familiar feeling.

In high school, during that torrential downpour, when he handed her the umbrella, she saw that kind of feeling in his eyes.

It made her heart flutter.

At that moment, she realized that Zhou Yanci must have loved her too.

But then, suddenly, he stopped loving her.

"Thank you for taking care of me in the past."

She remembered how good the man had been to her five years ago.

A dose of medicine, an umbrella, and a worried hug when you scrape your knee.

It was his bending over backwards that brought light into her gloomy life.

If he hadn't appeared, she might have become someone consumed by hatred, and she might have died of depression.

"Zhou Yanci, what were you thinking when you saved me from my father's clutches?"

Zhou Yanci remained silent, his past memories playing like a slideshow.

After a long silence, he murmured, "It hurts."

That wasn't the first time he had seen her.

I first met her at Xu Jiaojiao's birthday party. That day, the whole class went on a field trip to celebrate her birthday.

The noisy atmosphere irritated him, and he wanted to leave after a short while.

But as soon as I stepped out of the tent, I saw a girl wearing a warm yellow floral dress, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders, sleeping alone against a big tree under the dim night sky.

She held a canvas in her hands, and countless leaves drifted down and fell on her, covering the canvas.

The scene was as beautiful as a fairy tale.

He approached as if possessed, squatted down, and gently brushed away the fallen leaves.

On the canvas, countless young men and women are being devoured by demons on a turbulent sea, while angels hang high in the sky, with two transparent wings on their backs.

He couldn't understand what the painting meant, but the girl's sweet, sleeping face was just like an angel in the painting.

From that day on, he began frantically collecting all information about her.

Until that unexpected event occurred, they finally got married.

He was filled with joy when he received the bright red marriage certificate.

But in the end, reality shattered his beautiful dream.

His love was forever buried on that wedding night.

"Xu Daikui, can't we not get a divorce?"

She can have an affair, raise Shen Jun's child, and harbor revenge.

But not getting a divorce is his only wish.