Night Fire Lingering

Wen Yan stared at Nan Yun in disbelief, as if Nan Yun had said something whimsical that she couldn't understand.

But at the same time, her face had turned deathly pale.

Wen Yan had always been puzzled as to who would dare to spread rumors about Gu Yanci spending the night with another woman, and even more so, who would dare to catch them in the act, especially since the news had reached the ears of Old Madam Gu!

Once you start speculating that Gu Yanci was the mastermind behind it all, all the doubts become reasonable—it was because he personally took charge that those people were able to bypass layers of security and reach the suite door!

"Zhizhi, divorce him!" Nan Yun earnestly advised.

Wen Yan looked coldly at Nan Yun, "How do you know all this? Did Nan Zhiyi tell you?"

How did Nan Zhiyi find out? Did she specifically look it up?

"Why did you mention Zhiyi?" Nan Yun explained, "Zhizhi, Zhiyi doesn't mean you any harm. She's always liked you, she—"

"She likes Gu Yanci, did you know that?" Wen Yan interrupted her.

Nan Yun stood there, stunned. "W-what did you say?"

Wen Yan gave a sarcastic chuckle: "Two minutes are up."

"Zhizhi, what did you mean by what you just said?" Nan Yun grabbed Wen Yan, preventing her from leaving.

"So you didn't know?" Wen Yan pried her hand away. "Go ask your precious daughter."

She thought Nan Yun was saying all this to get her to make room for Nan Zhiyi.

……

"What did she say to you? Why does she look so pale?" Gu Yanci could see from afar that Wen Yan's face looked like it was covered with frost, and her eyes were exceptionally cold as she looked at him.

Wen Yan looked at him, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

"Zhizhi..." Gu Yanci felt inexplicably uneasy. She quickly recalled what she had done recently, but couldn't find anything wrong.

"Let's talk about it when we get home, okay?"

The Rolls-Royce Phantom sped along the highway. Gu Yanci's heart was pounding. He pressed the accelerator, wanting to drive faster so he could immediately ask about the situation when he got home. At the same time, he had a strange premonition. He told Gu Yanci to stop the car right there.

If I don't go home, I won't receive any bad news.

The servants are not here at this time.

Wen Yan changed her shoes and walked into the living room, wanting to get a drink of water to calm down. The man followed her in a few steps and hugged her from behind.

"Baby, what's wrong? Don't scare me." Gu Yanci said while giving Wen Yan a comforting kiss on the neck.

Wen Yan closed her eyes briefly to calm herself down.

She asked, "Who leaked the news that we had sex that night three years ago?"

Gu Yanci's hand holding her stiffened instinctively.

Looking at the pattern on the carpet, Wen Yan continued, "Who has the ability to make all your bodyguards offline and have them surround your private suite?"

Wen Yan felt the man's breathing quicken.

She turned her head and saw that the man, who was usually unsmiling, now had a very unpleasant expression.

Wen Yan found it absurd and ridiculous, so she laughed: "It's you, isn't it? Gu Yanci."

"Zhizhi, I..."

Wen Yan waited quietly for his explanation, but the woman's overly calm, lifeless gaze made Gu Yanci feel a sharp pain in his heart, and unease and fear swept over his entire body.

"What are you trying to explain? Not you?" Wen Yan asked calmly and understandingly.

Gu Yanci opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word in denial.

It's him.

"Is this what your mother told you?" The domineering CEO Gu habitually wanted to settle scores with someone.

With a hint of sadness in her voice, Wen Yan asked, "Gu Yanci, I'm wondering, what does all this infamy we've carried for the past three years even mean?"