Ye Yuwei, when you pester me, you never thought of letting me go. Gu Juexi paused every word, and each word was biting cold. I will give you two choices, one, go back with me now. Two, your friend will not only lose his job, but also lose this house.

Gu Juexi, you—

Assistant Wen reached out and patted his forehead. President, you are already thirty-two. Do you think you are a teenager in your seventeens and eighteen years? You always use this kind of threatening method?

Well, in terms of relationships, maybe the president is not yet seventeen or eighteen years old. What he can think of is: I just want you to go back, and I don’t care about the process.

Ye Yuwei's chest was constantly fluctuating because of her incredible anger.

Gu Juexi, isn’t divorce what you want? Ye Yuwei’s aroused emotions are all reflected in her struggled tone.

Gu Juexi stepped forward, and Ye Yuwei stopped Xiao Yaojing, who was angry and wanted to take action. She knew that Xiao Yaojing was a Taekwondo practitioner, but she knew even more that Gu Juexi was a special forces soldier retired. Xiao Yaojing's little kung fu was really a fancy move in front of Gu Juexi.

Ye Yuwei looked at Gu Juexi slowly approaching with a rapid breath. When he reached out, his body shook suddenly, but found that his slender fingers fell on the ribbon he had tied a dead knot, and then slowly helped her untie it.

Ye Yuwei, you mentioned the divorce. Why do you think that you have the ability to control my marriage so much? Do you want to worry about your face? Gu Juexi said that the smooth ribbon had already turned into a perfect bow under his clear fingers. He carefully trimmed the final shape, as if he was treating the treasure he cherished the most.

Ye Yuwei's subtle breathing was filled with tension and depression because of his movements.

Assistant Wen listened to his second-hand president's words, he just wanted to say, in the adult world, what kind of face do you have? Your face is staying in childhood, right?

Gu Juexi, don’t go back on your word, you agreed to the divorce in person. Ye Yuwei didn’t dare to see his actions anymore, so she could only touch her neck to remind him of the fact.

Gu Juexi helped her tie the bow, and instantly felt much more pleasing to her, and then took a step back to give her room to breathe.

After appreciating her masterpiece, Gu Juexi left some time to give her what she said.

Going back on your word? Gu Juexi repeated this word, as if thinking about whether its meaning could be an equal relationship with his current behavior.

Because of his retreat, Ye Yuwei finally relieved the oppression all over her body. Am I wrong? Mr. Gu kept holding on to this matter, or is it that Mr. Gu fell in love with me?

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Gu Juexi looked at the arrogant Ye Yuwei with a different look, but only sent a word similar to a sneer, but said nothing.

Why, can't I answer? Yesterday Aunt Mao told me that a marriage without love is a mass grave, or does Mr. Gu like to stay in a mass grave? To Mr. Gu, I am just a stranger with a marriage certificate. It is not difficult for Mr. Gu to find another stranger. Ye Yuwei spoke, and every sentence was sharp and ruthless.

Assistant Wen paused for a moment, and because of Ye Yuwei's words, he looked at the president whose face turned dark again.
Chapter completed!