After the divorce, Mr. Gu spent every day at the crematorium.

"Mr. Gu, you see now. I live in an old, dilapidated neighborhood, living a frugal life. Every day I wake up, I have to calculate every penny I spend. I live like an ant. Are you satisfied now?"

Shen Yao knew that Gu Tianyou didn't love her, but she never expected that this man would be so intolerant of her doing well.

She sneered, turned to the side, and casually showed Gu Tianyou the environment in which she lived.

An old-fashioned sofa, an old-fashioned color television, a coffee table covered with a heat-insulating film, and a round dining table with peeling paint.

Although the furniture inside is old, the house is very clean and cozy.

On the coffee table, there was a vase with several bunches of blooming lilies.

A gentle breeze blows, carrying the fragrance of flowers.

Looking at the house in front of him, Gu Tianyou felt inexplicably angry.

He felt very uncomfortable imagining women sitting inside eating and chatting with other men.

"Hmph, she just divorced me and she can't wait to start living with another man."

As Gu Tianyou spoke, he took long strides to walk inside, but a large iron ladle stained with oil blocked his way.

"Mr. Gu, please don't come in, lest you get your feet dirty. If you have something to say, then say it; otherwise, I'm going to check on my soup."

Shen Yao, holding a large iron ladle, blocked Gu Tianyou from entering the room.

When stopped, Gu Tianyou's face darkened.

He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice, "Hmph, I don't care to go into your shabby house. I just want to ask, why did you slander me in front of the reporters?"

Shen Yao asked, puzzled, "When did I ever badmouth you in front of reporters?"

Seeing that Shen Yao didn't want to admit it, Gu Tianyou turned to Chen Jie and asked him to open the tablet and explain the whole story.

After listening to Chen Jie's explanation, Shen Yao finally understood what had happened.

"Mr. Gu, which of my words slandered you? I spoke from the bottom of my heart. If I had to do it again, I would never choose to like you or fall in love with you. Is that wrong?"

"Of course!" Gu Tianyou took a step forward, his emotions running high.

Looking at the woman's indifferent and apathetic expression, his heart felt extremely heavy.

In the past, whenever they argued, he could always tell through the woman's eyes how much she cared about him.

Now, he could read no other emotion in the woman's eyes except indifference.

Shen Yao didn't understand why the man was so agitated. She subconsciously took a step back, but the large iron spoon remained between them.

"Mr. Gu, if we could do it all over again, would you still want me to like you and love you?"

"Of course I don't want that. I hope you never appear in my world again!" Gu Tianyou clenched his fists, suppressing the agitation in his heart.

“In that case, Mr. Gu, you can leave now. Once you leave my house, you will never see me again.” Shen Yao said, slamming the door shut.

The door wasn't closed; a fair, bony hand was wedged between the door and the door frame.

Shen Yao frowned, quickly opened the door, and subconsciously looked at the man's hand.

Her fair hand had been pinched and the skin was broken, and blood was beginning to seep out.

"Stand here and wait!"

Shen Yao tossed a sentence to Gu Tianyou, turned and went into the house. A moment later, she took out iodine and band-aids, tossed them to the man, and said, "Have your assistant take care of this. I'm going to cook!"

Seeing that the woman was about to close the door again, Gu Tianyou used his injured hand to hold the door shut.

"You have to take responsibility for me, you hurt me!"