At the moment of turning, Tang Yun distinctly cast a provoking gaze upon her. 。Surrounding reporters rushed to grab their cameras, eager to capture the moment. She clutched her camera tightly, as if it were a thousand pounds, unable to lift it. 。Not until the car disappeared completely from her sight did she let out a breath and turn to leave. 。"This Tang Yun is really quite capable. I heard that Gu Yichen is already married, and yet he can still be so brazen. It's truly rare." 。Suddenly, there were whispers of gossip from behind. 。Lin Mo's feet came to a halt, the canvas shoes had worn through a large hole, effectively announcing the end of their work. 。She frowned, tossing her shoes into the corner trash can with frustration. She decided to just go barefoot. 。The ground, baked by the scorching sun, was unbearably hot. Every step felt like an immense struggle. 。
An hour later, she was back home. After washing up, she wore a simple white sundress and let her long hair flow freely behind her, dancing in the wind. 。She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already eleven o'clock, but Gu Yichan had still not returned. 。He's probably already sharing a bed with Tang Yun now. 。A wry smile played on her lips, her pale lips already bitten white by her own teeth, but she didn't feel a thing. 。She frowned, her mind filled with Gu Yichen's name and their marriage. 。It's been a year, and she still seems to have never understood that man. Perhaps their marriage was meaningless from the start. 。A familiar flute melody suddenly sounded outside, breaking her train of thought. She sprang to her feet, wanting to greet it, but after a fleeting glance at the tall figure outside, she sat back down again. 。There was no light in the room, Gu Yihán "click" turned on the lights, Lin Momo instinctively reached out to block it, and didn't see the complex flash in Gu Yihán's eyes. 。"Why isn't the light on?" His tone was flat, without a hint of fluctuation. 。"Just getting up to have a glass of water, don't want to make it such a fuss." 。She responded in the same tone, casually picking up a full glass of water from the tea table, "Get some rest early. I think you should be tired today as well." 。Gu Yichen looked at her slender back with a meaningful gaze, a faint smile playing on the corner of his lips. 。So this woman is jealous? He casually tossed his suit jacket onto the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, raised an eyebrow playfully, and said with a hint of amusement in his voice, “Not even willing to pour me a glass of water?”Lin Momo's spine stiffened. After a long moment, she turned around and strode to Gu Yichan's face, placing the cup down, and then prepared to pour him water. 。Gu Yichan's lips curled into a meaningful smile, and he directly picked up her cup, took a sip from the lipstick mark she had left on it, and drank it all. His gaze lingered on her as if saying, "The taste isn't bad." 。Lin Momo glanced at him lightly, twitched the corner of her mouth, seeming helpless, and responded calmly: "Since you've already drunk the water, I'll go back to rest first." 。"Good 。Gu Yichen readily agreed, and took a sip of the water in his cup. 。Lin Momo tightly clutched her skirt hem, turned around and left, but her steps were agonizingly slow, her feet throbbing with pain. 。Gu Yichen accidentally touched her swaying figure, his brows furrowed, and strode forward to hold her in his arms, coldly questioning: "What's wrong with your foot?" She shrank into the folds of her skirt and said, "It's nothing..." 。Shouldn't she say, that her husband walked away with another woman, while she left like an idiot? She pushed against his chest with all her might, but he held her even tighter, commanding, "Don't move, I'll take care of your wound." 。"No, I've already taken care of it. I guess I should be used to looking after myself by now." 。Her response seemed unusually cold. 。

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