We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Hearing the crisp sound of glass hitting the ground, Wen Zhixia almost collapsed.

She ran over and picked up the watch. The dial had fallen face down and was shattered like a spider web.

"You..." Wen Zhixia looked at Mao Qianqian speechlessly, "Why are you rummaging through other people's drawers?"

"I..." Mao Qianqian was also confused. She stammered for a long time and couldn't say a word.

It was already wrong for her to rummage through other people's drawers, and now she has damaged valuables.

She couldn't afford to pay for this watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars even if she worked for several years without eating or drinking.

The key point was that she had just misjudged it. The 58 was second-hand, and the original one would cost more than million.

"But, but," Mao Qianqian argued, "I was sweeping the floor when I saw your drawer wasn't closed, so I wanted to help you close it. Who told you to leave your valuables in such a random place?"

Wen Zhixia listened to her pale excuses and said, "There's no broom in this room, what are you going to use to sweep the floor?"

"You, what do you mean?" Seeing that she was serious, Mao Qianqian also panicked, "You don't want me to compensate you, do you?"

In fact, according to Wen Zhixia's judgment, Fu Ruoshi didn't care about this little money.

He had a bunch of luxury watches, which he scattered around the house. When he couldn't find them, he asked her to look for them.

His famous watches have left traces in the toilet, kitchen, and even the garden.

But he would care who broke it, and then decide whether the perpetrator should live or die depending on his mood.

"This thing is not mine." Wen Zhixia said, "I'll ask its owner for you. If he says forget it, then forget it."

Mao Qianqian's expression softened. "Sister Zhixia," she said with a flattering smile, "Is this your husband's? If it is, don't bother with me. I'll treat you to hot pot."

"No, it's something from my enemy."

"..."

Wen Zhixia left her and went to the corridor to call Fu Ruoshi.

She took a picture under the light, sent it to him first, and then called him.

Mao Qianqian tiptoed over and peeked behind the wall.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Ruoshi answered immediately with a cold tone. It was unclear whether he was at work or still angry about what happened last night.

"I'm sorry." Wen Zhixia straightened her attitude. "Your watch was accidentally broken. Have you seen the photo?"

Fu Ruoshi was quiet for a moment.

"Who dropped it?" he asked. "How am I supposed to wear it after it's been broken like this?"

Wen Zhixia coughed and asked, "Can I get a warranty or something?"

"I'm asking you who fell?" His tone was filled with strong pressure. "It was you or someone else?"

Wen Zhixia spoke frankly, "My colleague, but it's also my fault. I didn't put it away properly."

"Male or female?" Fu Ruoshi asked again, "Are you familiar with him? Do you have a good relationship with him?"

Wen Zhixia thought about it.

If they were not familiar with each other and had a bad relationship, then according to Fu Ruoshi's uncompromising character, Mao Qianqian would probably be in trouble.

Wen Zhixia still couldn't bear it.

"She's a woman," she said. "She's from the same department. The little girl has only been here a few days, so her hands and feet are a little shaky."

Fu Ruoshi said "oh" and quickened his tone, "You can do whatever you want, I'm hanging up first."

Hearing that he would not pursue the matter, Wen Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhixia? Are you working the early shift?"

Turning around, it turned out to be Gu Chun.

"What a coincidence," Gu Chun smiled as he walked towards her, "I came to talk to the dean about something. Are you on the early shift as well?"

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the Patek Philippe in Wen Zhixia's hand, and his expression changed.

He had seen this brand of watch at his supervisor's home when he was studying for his doctorate. At that time, he thought that with his supervisor's salary, he could not possibly afford such a watch. Later, he wrote an anonymous letter and reported his supervisor.

So the watch in Wen Zhixia's hand is definitely not hers, but that man's.

"Well, I'm on the morning shift." Wen Zhixia carefully put away her watch, not wanting to say more to him, "I'm going to the outpatient clinic."

Gu Chun looked at her leaving back, his eyes gradually becoming gloomy.

After Wen Zhixia left, Mao Qianqian saw Gu Chun and greeted him with a happy smile.

"Senior Brother Gu. Are you here to see my uncle?" she said with a familiar smile.

Gu Chun smiled at her politely, "Good morning, Xixi."

Before, Vice President Mao had always wanted to introduce Mao Qianqian to Gu Chun as a dating partner, thinking that Gu Chun was young and promising, successful in his career, with excellent academic level, and with a handsome appearance wearing glasses, which was the type that elders liked.

But after the two of them had interacted several times, Gu Chun had not shown any further affection for Mao Qianqian, and the matter remained hanging in the air.

"I just visited your uncle," Gu Chun looked at Mao Qianqian, "I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have become more beautiful again?"

Mao Qianqian was overjoyed by Gu Chun's praise.

She hit Gu Chun affectionately, "Senior Brother Gu, you are annoying."

"How are you? Are you getting used to the new department?" Gu Chun asked her kindly and concernedly, "How are your relationships with your colleagues?"

"Not so good," Mao Qianqian said coquettishly, "Senior Brother Gu, that Wen Zhixia is so arrogant. How could you have been with her for so long? Was she not nice to you?"

Gu Chun smiled faintly, "Just spoil her. Girls need to be coaxed. No matter how angry she gets with me, I never frown at her."

Mao Qianqian felt sour when she heard this.

"Brother Gu, you're such a good person, why doesn't Zhixia marry you?" She asked curiously, "You've been together for six years. Isn't six years of love less valuable than a rich old man?"

"Old man?" Gu Chun was stunned. "What old man?"

Mao Qianqian hummed, "Wen Zhixia's husband, isn't it said that her husband is old and ugly, so she often has ambiguous affairs with rich second-generations?"

Gu Chun gritted his teeth.

There is no such thing as an old and ugly man, Gu Chun thought with gritted teeth, if she really brought her husband out, you would be scared to death.

Looking back now, Wen Zhixia seems well-behaved and easy to control, but she actually has a strong side.

Let's not talk about anything else, just talking about her low-key and conservative nature, he has never seen anyone more low-key and conservative than her. She even wants to save that thing for the wedding night and will never give in.

Now even after marrying a top rich second-generation man, she still hides it.

The less ostentatious she was, the more he wanted to find out.

"Senior Brother Gu?" Mao Qianqian saw him in a daze and pushed him.

"Oh, by the way." Gu Chun took out his phone and sent her a QR code. "This is a KTV opened by my friend. Invite a few colleagues from your department to go there this weekend and have some fun. Make good friends with everyone."

Mao Qianqian smiled happily, "Senior Brother Gu, you are so kind and thoughtful. Wen Zhixia really doesn't know how to cherish you!"

Gu Chun smiled and said, "If it's not destined, a forced melon won't be sweet."

"Brother Gu, you are so considerate," Mao Qianqian tugged at his sleeve gently, "No wonder my uncle always mentions you to me."

Gu Chun said knowingly, "What are you mentioning?"

"They say you are young, promising, hardworking, and most importantly, you are still single." Mao Qianqian smiled ambiguously.