"When are you going to divorce your wife?"
Some people couldn't hold it any longer.
Ke Muyu closed the folder, relaxed his back, and leaned back into the back of the office chair. He raised the corners of his thin mouth and stared at the woman in front of him with a half-smile.
Song Qihong, his ex-girlfriend, is now his chief secretary. She has a gorgeous appearance, exquisite makeup, and a hot figure. Her tight A-line skirt makes the beautiful legs that once fascinated him even more slender and slim.
But the most valuable thing about her is not her sexy legs, but the brain on her neck. Like him, she came from the prestigious Ivy League school in the United States, and she was a top talent who was popular on campus.
But so what if she has both talent and beauty? The jealous and bitter look is just that of an ordinary woman.
"Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"Another reporter wants to interview you and your wife!" Song Qihong rolled her eyes in displeasure, her brows losing their leisure and charm at the same time. "I said you are obviously in a contract marriage, how long are you going to pretend to be happy in front of others? Now everyone says that you are a model couple. You were featured in a magazine just last month, and today there is a TV talk show asking for an interview. … Really! Is that enough?”
"Do you need to be so excited?" Ke Muyu picked up the freshly brewed coffee she brought in and sipped it leisurely. "Didn't I say that? Just refuse after an interview like that. I don't like to show off like that."
"You really don't like it?" she hummed. "Why do I think you enjoy the image the media has given you of a good man who loves his family and his wife?"
"Isn't it good to love your family and your wife?" he asked with a deliberate smile.
It really pissed her off. "The problem is that all this is completely false! I know that you don't love Jian Yian at all, and your contractual marriage is about to expire, right?"
It's about to expire.
He was spinning his pen in a leisurely manner. "I haven't confirmed the date, but it should be a month away."
"What? Another month?" She obviously couldn't wait any longer.
"Why, you seem more anxious than me?"
Song Qihong heard the mockery in his words and bit her lip in embarrassment. She thought for two seconds and leaned over. The two balls of jade on her chest formed a wonderful scenery in front of his eyes. She flipped his collar teasingly with her right hand. . "Have you punished me enough? Mu Yu, I know I was wrong at the beginning, but haven't you tortured me enough in the past two years?"
Torture? This is too strong a statement, it can only be said to be a small lesson.
Ke Muyu glanced lazily at her proud breasts, and then skillfully took her hand away. "Don't be like this, have you forgotten? I am a man who loves his family and his wife."
She suddenly felt embarrassed and sighed sadly. "Ke Muyu, you are such a cold-blooded devil. Sometimes I doubt whether you have truly loved me."
He pursed his lips, neither admitting nor denying her accusation.
Call him cold-blooded! Who taught her that she dared to cheat on her and regret her marriage two years ago? Anyone who betrays him must pay the price—
"If nothing is wrong, you can go out." He issued an eviction order.
She gritted her teeth, turned around reluctantly, and looked back before going out. "Muyu, you should know why I want to stay with you, right?"
“…”
"Based on my qualifications and abilities, how many big companies are rushing to hire me as a supervisor, but I just stay here as a secretary to the vice president who is neither good nor bad. You don't know why, do you?"
"...I know." He finally responded.
"It's good to know." She then stretched her eyebrows and cast a charming gaze at him, leaving behind a meaningful promise. "I will wait for you."
He looked at her back, held back for a moment, and a smile as bright as the sun suddenly broke through the clouds, like a naughty boy who smiled so hatefully and so grandly because he succeeded in a well-arranged prank.
"Please help me pick up Mu Yu." Jian Yian held the phone and spoke polite words.
"I'm sorry, the vice president is in a meeting. Are you... madam?" The voice from the other end of the line was full of charm.
Jian Yian pursed her lips when she heard that the voice belonged to her husband's chief secretary.
"Ma'am, do you want to leave a message? Or should I ask the vice president to call you after the meeting?" Song Qihong asked politely.
"No, just help me remind him that tonight is a family dinner, please don't forget it."
"Don't worry, madam." Song Qihong smiled sweetly. "Mu Yu—the vice president will never forget it, because I remind him of what he should do every day!"
What a powerful woman. She revealed two secrets in one sentence. She blurted out her boss's name, implying that the relationship between the two was unusual. She reminded him of what he should do every day, indicating that his public and private lives were under her control.
It seems that the woman next to her husband is not simple... Jian Yi'an sneered secretly.
This was not the first confrontation between the two. In order to hint at her unusual relationship with her boss, Song Qihong even knocked on their door several times under the pretext of delivering documents. Although Mu Yu always ordered her to leave immediately after receiving the documents, the two There is ambiguity between them, no doubt.
"Then I'll spare you the trouble." Jian Yian maintained the demeanor of a good wife and gently hung up the phone.
For a moment, she just sat on the sofa in a daze, with a dull feeling in her chest. She wasn't even sure what was hurting, until an old and weak voice brought her back to her thoughts.
"Yian, when did you come?"
She was stunned and looked back at her father-in-law, Ke Chengen. Since he was diagnosed with cancer by a doctor two years ago, he has been in a state of semi-retirement. Although he still holds the title of chairman, most of the actual business operations have been handed over to his only son and professional managers.
"Dad, are you awake from your nap?" Jian Yian stood up and thoughtfully helped her father-in-law sit down on the sofa.
"Didn't you just come here yesterday? Why are you here again today?" Ke Chengen looked at her lovingly. He had always been strict with others, and only when facing this well-behaved daughter-in-law could he openly show the warmth that an elder should have.
"Wouldn't it be better for me to spend more time with dad?" Jian Yi An Yanran smiled cleverly. "And tonight is a family dinner, and Mu Yu will come too." As she said that, she lifted the glass pot on the coffee table and poured a cup of herbal tea for her father-in-law. "How are you feeling, dad these days? Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a little sore here and there sometimes. As we get older, our bodies gradually lose control." Ke Chengen frowned and sighed.
"If you feel uncomfortable, I will accompany you to see a doctor."
"I can't say I feel uncomfortable, I'm just lazy." Ke Cheng'en sipped tea slowly, his physical strength declining, but his old eyes still shone shrewdly. "How's Muyu doing lately? Are you still working overtime?"
"Well, he's been very busy at work."
"No matter how busy you are, you still have to spend more time with your wife. Otherwise, why would he marry you home?"
He married her just for revenge. Jian Yi'an thought sarcastically.
At first, she really thought that he was doing it to fulfill his filial duty and appease his seriously ill father. After getting married, she gradually realized that he only regarded her as a pawn to teach his ex-girlfriend a lesson...
"By the way, Dad, didn't you say you wanted to eat Dongpo meat last time?" She suppressed the inexplicable bitterness in her chest and changed the subject. "I went back to my parents' house and found the recipe left by my mother. I just followed it and simmered it in a pot for dinner."
"Is there really Dongpo pork to eat?" Ke Chengen couldn't help but smile when he mentioned this nostalgic delicacy. "I remember your mother was best at this dish."
"Yes, my dad also loves this dish the most."
"Alas, he has good taste, but I don't." Ke Chengen was annoyed. "If I had married your mother back then, you would have been my daughter."
"It's not bad to be your daughter-in-law now!" Jian Yi comforted her father-in-law with a smile.
"That's right." Ke Chengen thought about it and felt relieved. It was because he had always harbored some guilt and regret about his first love girlfriend that he arranged for his son to go on a blind date with his first love's daughter two years ago. Originally, he was not very sure that the unscrupulous son would comply with his expectations, but he did not expect that the two of them got married smoothly, which was an unexpected blessing in his life. "The most satisfying thing that damn boy has ever done is to marry you into our Ke family." He chuckled, but in an instant, he frowned again. "But he doesn't seem to cherish you very much. Don't be sad, Yi'an. Dad will definitely miss him for you later."
"No, Dad, Mu Yu is very good to me." Jian Yi'an declined her father-in-law's kindness.
"Is it good for you to call him like that?" Ke Chengen sneered coldly. "Don't think that dad's eyesight can no longer be seen clearly when he gets old. That boy can just pretend in front of the public. I'll know if he hurts you in private."
"We are really good, don't worry." In front of her father-in-law, Jian Yian still insisted that her married life was happy.
The father-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted for a while, and Jian Yian stood up lightly. "Dad, please sit down first. I'll go to the kitchen to see how the Dongpo pork is doing."
She walked into the kitchen and prepared dinner with the cook. She also inquired about her father-in-law's recent appetite. After being busy for nearly an hour, she returned to the living room and Ke Muyu happened to enter the house. As soon as the father and son met, they started to fight as usual.
"What time is it now? Do you know that Yi'an and I are waiting for you to have dinner?"
"Isn't it just after eight o'clock?" Ke Muyu looked nonchalant. "I have a meeting with clients in the afternoon, and it's hard to control the time."
"Don't always use business as an excuse!" Ke Chengen sneered. "If you really mean it, you should try your best to get back on time for dinner. You, who only come home two weeks ago and still have to be invited, do you really take me as a father seriously? "
"Dad, why do you say that? My son, I not only put you in my eyes, but also my heart." Ke Muyu's words of filial piety and flattery were full of irony.
Ke Chengen's anger surged. "Okay, even if you are dissatisfied with me as your father, Yi'an, your wife, always does her best for you, right? Why don't you know how to be considerate to her at all? You, be nice to your wife, don't be busy all the time Work, and occasionally the couple go out for a walk together, so that you can maintain your marriage well!"
"I don't need you to teach me how to maintain my marriage, right? At least I respect my marriage and will never go around playing with women."
These words are obviously a satire on Ke Chengen's former romantic and unrestrained ways, showing mercy at all times. After hearing this, his expression changed.
"My mother insisted on divorcing you back then. You should know why."
"You mean I failed her?"
"Is not it?"
"you-"
Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, Jian Yian cleverly raised his voice to stop the two men from continuing to fight -
"Dad, Mu Yu, it's time to eat."
After an unpleasant dinner, Ke Muyu drove his wife home. Since he was determined not to live with his father, he bought another mansion in the city, where the couple usually lived.
He likes adventure, and the sports he engages in are all high-risk. He even enjoys racing when driving. He presses the accelerator fiercely, like a shark with strong combat power, racing through the sea of cars.
Jian Yi'an was used to it and was not afraid. She stared at her husband's profile. He was not very handsome, but his features were angular and handsome. His healthy bronze skin and the vaguely bulging muscles under his shirt showed that he was handsome. He often engages in outdoor sports and is not the kind of workaholic who only knows how to spend his life in the company.
In fact, she thinks he is more suitable to stay in the sun than in an office where the sun is often out of sight. He has a more unique charm than wearing a smart and capable elite posture, with a refreshing smile...
"Why do you keep looking at me?" He noticed her gaze and cast a teasing glance. "Are you so obsessed with me?"
"Who has a crush on you?" She almost choked, quickly withdrew her gaze and sat upright. "I just... have a question to ask you."
"what is the problem?"
She was silent for two seconds. "Why do you always provoke Dad like that? He actually cares about you."
"Did the old man complain about me again?"
She shook her head.
"Or are you complaining to him about me?" He said sharply.
She shuddered and frowned slightly. "You know I wouldn't do that."
"It's best not." He hummed, shifting gears neatly with his right hand, and turning the steering wheel with his left hand, driving with ease and ease. "You should stay out of my father's affairs. Our father and son have been at odds for a long time."
"You never thought about improving your relationship with him?" she asked tentatively.
"Why should we improve?" he replied.
She was speechless.
He glanced sideways at her and sneered. "Are you going to criticize me again for not understanding family affection?"
Jian Yian was shocked and suddenly recalled the fierce quarrel they had on the night her mother passed away more than a year ago. He didn't understand why she cried so hard, while she was angry at his callousness.
She took a deep breath, not wanting to think about that chaotic night again. "If you don't want to hear it, I won't say it."
"You'd better not say it." He said indifferently, looking down at her empty right hand. "Did you take off your wedding ring?"
"Isn't it the one you promised to take down a while ago?" she asked mockingly. He was the one who ordered her to put it on, and now he is the one who told her to take it off.
"I want you to do this for a purpose. You should remember that our marriage is only one month away from expiration, right?"
"Of course I remember."
"So it's time to create a situation where we seem to be inseparable, so that when the time comes for us to get divorced, it won't seem unreasonable."
That's it, she understood.
Jian Yian glanced at the man next to her with slight annoyance. He was really scheming. "Just taking off our wedding rings won't attract any attention, right? There are so many couples who don't wear wedding rings nowadays."
"Of course it's not just like that." He chuckled softly and stepped on the brakes quickly. The strong recoil made her lean forward involuntarily and almost hit her.
"Why did you stop suddenly?" She glared at him.
"Get out of the car," he instructed.
She was stunned. "Why?"
"Did you see there's a nightclub in front of you? Go in and drink and dance."
Why is she going to drink and dance? Jian Yian instinctively wanted to refute, but when she thought about it, she suddenly realized and stared at him in shock. "You don't want me to..."
"You are quite smart, you guessed my intention so quickly." He praised. "From today on, you have to party every day, play as crazy as you can, and try to be as wild as possible. It is best to be photographed by the gossip media in inappropriate photos. But you have to remember that the scale must still be kept within limits. "
"It means that at most I can seduce a man and play ambiguous games, but I can't really make you cuckold." She responded sarcastically.
"That's right." He clapped his hands in a gesture, his eyes flowing with a smile, like the twinkling stars on the air at night. "You are really smart, Yi An, you should know what to do now, right?"
"You want me to be a s**t."
"I know this is a bit difficult for you. After all, you have always been so serious." He teased. "But I need a reason for divorce."
So she was asked to become an unruly wife so that her innocent husband could file for divorce as a victim.
"Don't worry, I won't speak too harshly to you. When the time comes, I will say that we decided to divorce because of our inconsistent personalities."
Even if he is divorced, he must still show his gentlemanly demeanor, maintain his image as a great man who loves his family and his wife, and ensure the sympathy of public opinion.
Thinking of this, Jian Yian couldn't help but feel angry. This man is so selfish. He wants to take advantage of everything in marriage and divorce, and refuses to suffer any loss.
"Can't you think about me? Divorcing for that reason is any different from an unfaithful wife who was divorced by her husband in ancient times? How do you want me to behave in the future?"
"I don't think you need to worry about this kind of thing." He looked at her strangely, as if he thought her concerns were unnecessary. "After divorcing me, you are no longer the eldest daughter-in-law of our Ke family, nor the wife of the future heir of the 'Enyu Group'. You are no longer a noble lady of the upper class, but just the daughter of an ordinary civil servant. I think the media It shouldn’t be of any interest to you.”
"So what you mean is," she squeezed her palms quietly, trying to suppress the anger flooding in her chest. "I don't have to worry about image issues, no one cares at all."
Ke Muyu felt her displeasure and frowned. "Why do you look so aggrieved? Won't you get a lot of benefits from marrying me? At least the large sum of public funds your father lost due to investment failure was made up by me. I bought your car, not me. I’ll give you a card, can you swipe it as you please?” He paused. "Speaking of this, you can really spend more money, don't be polite to me, just buy whatever you like."
Yes, he was indeed very generous in giving material things, and she was very grateful that he was willing to lend a helping hand and inject her father's lost public funds to save his father from the crisis of ruin. But no matter what, his request was still He hurt her, doesn't he understand
Jian Yian gritted her teeth angrily. "Okay, even if I don't care what other people think, what about my dad? If he knew that I was so depraved outside, he would be very sad."
"I know that you have always been a good and well-behaved daughter in your father's eyes." In terms of filial piety, she is much better than him. Ke Muyu thought mockingly. "Well, in order to make up for the grievances you have suffered, I will give you an extra amount of alimony after the divorce." He suggested generously. "If I do this, I am doing my best to you, right?"
The utmost benevolence and righteousness? !She gasped in shock and couldn’t believe it.
How could he have the nerve to say such self-righteous words? What an arrogant man! He must have never been truly frustrated, right? Do you think everything has to go according to his will? It's really hateful...
"Will you cooperate with me?" He asked with a firm tone, obviously not thinking that she would refuse without knowing it.
Jian Yian sneered secretly, lowered her eyelashes, and restrained the sharpness in her eyes. "I see."
"Very good." He nodded with satisfaction, got out of the car first and opened the door for her, not forgetting his final instructions. "Remember, play crazy and don't be coy. Men don't like dull and boring women."
So he thinks she's dull and boring
Because she is not crazy and doesn’t know how to play, because she strives to play the role of an elegant and approachable lady, because she tries her best to replace his cold son and be filial to her father-in-law, because she is not like his ex-girlfriend who came from a prestigious American school and is smart. She also knows how to display her feminine charm—so, she is very boring.
Jian Yi turned around, straightened her back proudly, and without looking back she walked towards the nightclub where her husband designated her to "perform" - yes, she would perform with her heart and make sure she got the effect he wanted, but don't think that he could just be mediocre. Get rid of her in peace.
"Ke Muyu, do you know? In fact, I can also do evil..."
She murmured, raising her eyes to look at the crescent moon breaking through the night, and the smile on her lips was as cold and clear as the moonlight.
He doesn't know the real her yet...
Rich lady Hongxing cheats on her, and the fairy tale marriage is finally disillusioned? !
The title of Douda coupled with a slightly blurry photo is the headline report of this issue of Gossip Weekly.
While drinking coffee, Ke Muyu read the sensational text of "Lest the World Be Unable to Be Chaotic". He was a little careless at first, but the more he read, the more interested he became. According to the reporter who wrote the article, his wife, who had always been dignified and self-possessed, had become the star of the nightclub during this period. She was even called a "goblin" by some drunken regulars who said that her dancing posture was extremely charming, like a girl. Seductive siren.
Jian Yian? Goblin
Ke Muyu raised his eyebrows in a funny way. He couldn't imagine it. He remembered the first time he saw her. She was rigidly wearing a suit, combing her hair in a bun, and wearing glasses, which almost turned him off.
At that time, he felt sympathy for Xia Yumo, who hired her as a secretary. When a man keeps a woman by his side, in addition to borrowing her talents, he should also cultivate his own eyesight. However, if she cannot see her talents, she cannot make people's eyes brighter.
If it weren't for a special reason, he would never have signed a marriage contract with such a boring woman, but those men who often go to nightclubs don't seem to think so.
Maybe he should praise her for her good acting skills.
Ke Muyu thought sarcastically and continued reading. The reporter changed his writing and became sentimental, lamenting that there really are no so-called fairy tales in this world, and even their marriage, a happy model couple, would have cracks.
Great, this was the effect he wanted, and she actually achieved it.
It seems that his wife is not too dull. He smiled and was about to dial the phone to give his wife a few words of praise when suddenly there were a few crisp knocks on the door.
Song Qihong leaned in. "Muyu, it's time for the meeting."
"Yeah, I get it." He was still holding the magazine.
She noticed it, closed the door behind her back, and walked toward him with her waist splayed. "Have you seen the reports? What's going on with your wife recently? She goes to nightclubs every day and gets drunk at every turn. As the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, she still dares to be so ignorant!"
"I asked her to do this." He said calmly.
"Why?" She stared in shock.
"Don't you understand?" he mocked. "This will make it easier for me to get a divorce."
"Ah." Song Qihong thought for a while and finally understood. She looked at him and shook her head in amazement. "You are such a bad man."
He was noncommittal, logged out of the computer with the mouse in hand, and then took the meeting information from her. "Is everyone here?"
"Yes, we're all here."
"Prepare a few pots of coffee. I'm afraid this meeting will take a long time."
"Yes, I know."
Ke Muyu walked to the conference room on the highest floor of the group building and swiped his card to enter. This conference room is exclusively used by senior executives of the group and is usually used to hold confidential meetings. This meeting is related to a merger and acquisition that has been in preparation for nearly a year. Only a few core figures from the company attended the meeting, and all discussions were out of the meeting. All rooms are strictly sealed.
As soon as he stepped into the conference room, several senior executives who had gathered together to whisper hurriedly dispersed and returned to their seats. One of them hid a magazine in embarrassment.
It seems that the rumor that his wife is having an affair has spread in the company.
Ke Muyu curled his lips without leaving any trace and sat down at the head of the conference table. Although there is a group president above him, this merger was led by him, so he also serves as chairman.
"Mu Yu, are you... okay?" Another vice president in charge of the group's finance asked, his tone hesitant, and his solemn expression could not hide a hint of curiosity.
"I'm fine." He smiled lightly.
Everyone exchanged uneasy glances, wanting to ask but feeling embarrassed. In the end, the CEO, who relied on his elders to act like an elder, expressed concern.
"Mu Yu, don't blame me for asking directly. Are you and your wife not getting along well recently?"
"You have all seen the reports." Ke Muyu sighed, pretending to be helpless. "I can't blame Yi'an. It's probably because I've been too busy recently and haven't been able to spend time with her, so she wants to go out and have some fun."
"Even if you want to have fun, you can't be so presumptuous!" The old president disagreed. "The photos were even taken in gossip magazines. How can a husband like you behave like this?"
"I know, I will have a good talk with her when I get back."
"Every family has its own difficulties. We can't say much about you and your wife, but you really need to persuade her and don't let her embarrass your Ke family."
"Yes, I know." Ke Muyu nodded. Song Qihong happened to come in with two assistants bringing coffee and snacks. She glanced at him thoughtfully and then stepped away gracefully.
After making sure that the door of the conference room was locked, Ke Muyu announced the start of the meeting.
After an hour, while everyone at the meeting was arguing fiercely about the price at which to acquire the other party, the phone on the table rang.
Ke Muyu frowned and pressed the loudspeaker button.
"who is it?"
"Vice President Ke, I am Qihong."
"Secretary Song, we are in a meeting now. Didn't I tell no one to interrupt?" He was very unhappy.
"Yes, I know, I'm sorry." Song Qihong's tone was a little hasty. "But the hospital just called and said that Mrs. Ke had been in a car accident."
"What? Yi'an had a car accident?" Ke Muyu was horrified.
There was also a commotion in the conference room.
"How is she? Is she seriously injured?" he asked urgently.
"There are only some minor injuries on the outside, which are not life-threatening. However, the doctor said that she is now in a coma and has signs of concussion and may also have internal injuries. She is currently undergoing further examination."
The injury didn't appear to be serious. Ke Muyu felt relieved.
"Vice president, do you want to go to the hospital to see your wife first?" Song Qihong asked tentatively.
Of course I have to go. My wife has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment due to a car accident. Can a husband like him just sit back and ignore her
Ke Muyu decided to put the meeting on hold for now. "Everyone, I'm really sorry. I want to go to the hospital first."
"Of course, of course, you go and check the situation first!" Everyone expressed their understanding. "We will continue the meeting when you come back."
"Then I'll leave first."
After leaving the conference room, Ke Muyu hurried to the hospital. The attending doctor saw him coming and greeted him with a serious expression.
"How is Yi'an?" he asked.
"Except for some minor injuries, Madam is generally fine, but..." The doctor paused in suspense.
"Just what?" Ke Muyu had a bad intuition.
"This situation is not common, but when the lady woke up just now, we found that she... couldn't see."
"What?!" Ke Muyu was shocked and couldn't understand the meaning of the doctor's words. "You mean..."
"We have checked Mrs. Ke's eyes. There are no signs of damage. We have also done a brain tomography scan on her. There is no blood stasis on the head that is compressing the optic nerve—"
"In this case, why can't Yi'an see it?" Ke Muyu interrupted the doctor impatiently.
"We really don't know this." The doctor sighed. "At present, we can't find any reason. We can only speculate that the wife was probably too frightened during the car accident and suffered mental trauma, which led to psychological blindness."
Psychological blindness? Traumatized
Ke Muyu frowned. "Then when will she get better?"
"It's hard to say—"
"Why can't I see? Miss nurse, why can't I see?" Jian Yi sat quietly in the patient's bed, her eyes dim and absent-minded, and her hands tightly clasped the nurse's arms.
"Mrs. Ke, please calm down." The nurse tried to comfort her.
"You want me to calm down? How do you want me to calm down?" she screamed. "I can't see, I can't see!"
"Mrs. Ke—"
"That's enough, Yi'an." A clear voice fell. "Let the nurse go."
"Muyu, is that you?" Jian Yian let go of the nurse and groped forward helplessly with both hands. "Where are you?"
"I'm here." Ke Muyu took her hand and motioned for the nurse to leave, leaving the couple alone.
"Muyu, what's going on?" Jian Yian clenched her husband's hands excitedly. "Did the doctor tell me why I can't see? Is my eye injured? Do I need an operation?"
"Your eyes are not injured and no surgery is needed." Ke Muyu looked at his wife. His eyes, as clear as autumn water, were no different from usual except for being a little dull - could she really not see? "The doctor said you are psychologically blind."
"What?" She was stunned. "what does that mean?"
"It means that you can't see because of psychological factors."
"I... don't understand." She was confused.
Do you really not understand? He frowned thoughtfully. "Yian, I heard that your car hit the safety island. Why?"
"Because there was a car that was going so fast while turning, so I accidentally bumped into it in order to avoid it." She murmured in explanation.
"Why do you drive yourself? Don't you usually take a taxi when you go out?"
"Because I want to go back to Taichung and see my dad."
"Then why don't you call Lao Wang to pick you up?" Lao Wang is the Ke family's driver and has been serving the Ke family's main residence for many years.
"Lao Wang takes leave today."
Such a coincidence? "Then why don't you call me? I can arrange for a company driver to pick you up."
"Why bother?" She wondered. "I can drive myself."
"I'm just curious, why do you get into a car accident when you drive?"
"You mean-" She gasped in horror and suddenly threw his hand away. "Do you think I did it on purpose? Why did I want to hit the safety island for nothing? Wouldn't you... wouldn't you think that I was just pretending that I couldn't see?"
She hissed in protest, and he watched her expression carefully. She looked indignant, pale, and seemed genuinely hurt by his suspicions.
"Mu Yu, you...really think I'm pretending?" She whispered in a trembling voice, her eyes filled with mist, looking pitiful.
He pursed his lips and said nothing. Whether she was pretending or not he couldn't be sure, the only certainty was that his divorce plan was probably going to go to waste.
"I understand, because I'm blind, you can't divorce me right away, right?" She cleverly pointed out his thoughts and smiled softly. "You are afraid that people will say you are heartless and unjust. You should not abandon me at this time."
Yes, this was indeed his doubt, and she was right. Ke Muyu secretly gritted his teeth.
"I will ask the best doctors to treat you, and I will definitely let you see the light again." He promised gloomily. "But Ye An, if I find out that you lied to me, I will definitely make you pay the price."
After putting down the threat, he turned around and opened the door.
"Where are you going?" She looked panicked. "Don't... leave me alone."
"Don't worry, at this time, I will definitely fulfill the obligations of a husband." He held the doorknob tightly and tried to calm down his anger. "I'll handle the hospitalization procedures for you."
After saying that, he proudly left the ward, leaving his wife sitting alone on the bed.
She meditated quietly, like a mysterious ceramic doll, motionless. After a few minutes, she reached out to the coffee table, picked up the tea that the nurse poured for her, and sipped it leisurely.
Pale cherry-colored lips, an intriguing smile.