A whirlwind marriage! A billionaire CEO lives off his wife with great satisfaction.

Gu Xiangque understood what Mu Mian meant. He closed his laptop, looked up at Mu Mian calmly, and said with a slight parting of his thin lips, "You have so little confidence in our marriage?"

He's obsessed with getting a divorce.

Mu Mian's face lit up with surprise: ?

Is this a matter of whether she has confidence or not?

It's all his own doing. She wanted to live a good life with him from the moment they got their marriage certificate. Aren't all the problems with him? How dare he ask her?

"My mom said I should take you home for a meal sometime. Are you free?" Mu Mian asked.

Gu Xiangque stood up. "It's not certain."

Mu Mian understood; there was no time.

Forget it, I won't force it. Their marriage was never good to begin with, and it changed after money became involved.

The next day.

Mu Mian got up early to make breakfast.

Her work hours were similar to Gu Xiangque's.

She prepared two lunch boxes, one for Gu Xiangque and one for herself. She left first, and by the time Gu Xiangque changed his clothes and came out of the second bedroom, Mu Mian had already left.

On the table was the lunchbox she had prepared for him, along with a note.

Gu Xiangque opened the box, which contained breakfast that Mu Mian had prepared for him. It was very delicate and showed that she had put a lot of thought into it. Gu Xiangque's brows furrowed again, and he took it with him when he went out.

Gu Group.

This was the first time Gu Xiangque had brought a lunchbox to the company.

A very historic moment.

Today, the employees' focus was no longer on his captivating face, but on the bento box he was carrying with his long, slender fingers.

President Gu brought a lunchbox to the company.

strange.

So, who exactly prepared the bento for President Gu?

Could it be that President Gu is secretly married?

Woo woo woo.

In the president's office.

"Mr. Gu, your breakfast is ready..."

Chen Fang's expression froze.

He saw that President Gu had brought his own lunch.

Is this reasonable?

"Mr. Gu, your bento box was prepared by your wife, right?" Chen Fang suddenly exclaimed. "It seems you're going to eat the bento box made by your wife, so you won't need the ones I prepared."

Chen Fang meant that he ate it.

Avoid waste.

Gu Xiangque parted his thin lips slightly, "Who said I'm not eating?"

Chen Fang: ?

He understood again.

He quickly reached for the bento box his wife had made, saying, "I'll eat this."

Gu Xiangque's face darkened further. "You think you're worthy?"

Chen Fang: ?

What do you mean?

Let's not let him eat a single bite!

Mr. Gu, do you know what you're doing? Occupying a position without using it – that's shameful waste!

**

the University.

In the teacher's office.

"What's wrong, Mianmian? Is it Auntie on the phone?"

Mo Yu asked Mu Mian.

"My mom wants me to bring him home for dinner tonight."

"It's just a meal, why are you so worried?"

Mu Mian explained the whole story to Mo Yu, and Mo Yu finally understood. The implication was that Mu Mian's fiancé didn't have time; in reality, he simply didn't want to go home with Mu Mian.

Mu Mian understood him and felt that since they were going to get divorced, it would be better for the two families to stop having contact and consider the future.

But now Mu's mother is pressuring her to bring her husband home, insisting that Mu Mian bring him home. She probably wants to see what kind of person he is and what his family background is like. If Mu's mother likes him, she probably won't agree to a divorce.

Not replying is not an option, and replying is also not an option; I'm caught in a dilemma.

"There is."

Mo Yu did come up with a solution.

"Let my brother go home with you to handle things, since your aunt has never met him before, that should solve the problem, right?"

That's a possible solution.

But it still doesn't work.

"Your brother is so handsome, and with your family's wealth, my mom would probably never let me get a divorce if she met him."

That's right too.

Mo Yuguang never drives a car worth less than one million.

**

in the afternoon.

It was almost time to leave work.

knock knock.

"Enter."

As requested by President Gu, Chen Fang bought several affordable suits and sent them over, along with some gifts for his visit. "President Gu, you're so attentive to your wife, could it be that you've truly fallen in love with her?"

Gu Xiangque gave Chen Fang a look that told him to figure it out himself.

Chen Fang immediately muted his microphone, put down his things, and left.

Gu Xiangque opened his phone.

He was waiting for Mu Mian's call.

But the phone was silent.

Gu Xiangque was starting to wonder if his phone was disconnected. Otherwise, how could a phone worth tens of thousands of yuan not receive a single message? Was that even possible?

slowly.

It's past the time to get off work.

He was still sitting in his office, and he gradually became irritable.

Chen Fang pushed open the door and came in. "Mr. Gu, weren't you accompanying your wife to visit her parents? Why are you still sitting here?"

Asking knowingly.

"Have all senior executives go to the conference room for a meeting within five minutes."

Gu Xiangque stood up and strode towards the conference room.

Her aura was fully unleashed.

Domineering.

Tell the truth.

Chen Fang: ?

Should we start the meeting now?

It's likely that some of the higher-ups who live near the company have already gone home, but if President Gu says there's a meeting, then there's definitely a meeting. Chen Fang immediately sent a message in the group: "Be in the company meeting room within five minutes. Anyone who's late will have to deal with the consequences."

Everyone:? ?

**

Guangming Residential Area.

Mu Mian bought some things and brought a man who was nearly forty years old home with her.

This man was introduced to me by a friend.

They said that being a professional wedding substitute wasn't expensive; it only cost two hundred yuan for a meal at their home. Mu Mian specifically chose an ugly one, saying, "You don't need to say much during the meal."

The man said, "Don't worry, I do this all the time, I know what I'm doing."

Mu Mian nodded.

She was about to get her key when she realized that the lock on the door had been replaced with a combination lock, and her original key was no longer valid.

Mu Mian was taken aback.

She rang the doorbell.

"Come on, come on."

It was Mu's mother who opened the door. "Mianmian's back! The locks have been changed. Your sister-in-law said the combination lock is convenient; you can also get in with your fingerprint or face. This must be Xiao Zheng, hello..."

When Mu's mother saw the man next to Mu Mian, she froze instantly.

She's also ugly.

He looks quite old.

He's also bald on top.

Isn't he just a lousy old man?

He's not the same as Old Zhang's daughter described. He's not handsome at all. It's probably just because it was too dark and she mistook him for someone else.

A pang of sadness welled up in Mu's mother's heart. No wonder her daughter said she would leave sooner or later; no one could stand looking at someone so ugly for a lifetime.

Mother Mu asked Xiao Zheng to sit down first, have some fruit and watch TV. She then pulled Mu Mian to the kitchen, saying, "I'm sorry, Mianmian, we've dragged you into this mess. If it weren't for your brother's dowry, you wouldn't have to marry this kind of person."

"How are the negotiations for my brother's marriage going?" Mu Mian asked.

Mother Mu nodded repeatedly, "Everything is settled. We'll get the marriage certificate in a couple of days, and then have a family gathering for a meal. That'll be it. But your brother and sister-in-law will have to go on their honeymoon after the wedding."

Our family has to pay for this.

Your brother hasn't saved any money over the years, and your dad and I can't come up with any either.

Mom knows she shouldn't be talking to you right now, but this..."