Having been reborn, why would he be afraid of Mr. Gu, who still has a white moonlight?

Song Wanwan slept until noon the next day before slowly waking up. She was still a little dizzy and had acid reflux in her stomach, all of which were aftereffects of a hangover.

She slowly sat up in bed, rubbing her temples with both hands.

"Now that you're awake, get up and eat."

Gu Tingzhou's voice came through, devoid of any warmth.

Song Wanwan didn't answer. She pulled back the covers and saw her pajamas, and was a little stunned.

Gu Tingzhou chuckled lightly, "When the waiter came to clean this morning, I asked her to change it for you. I'm not like some people who are so eager to take advantage of others when they're drunk."

Song Wanwan knew that Gu Tingzhou was doing this on purpose, taking the opportunity to make a few sarcastic remarks about her.

She had explained that matter to Gu Tingzhou many times, but he didn't believe her and was too lazy to explain anymore.

Looking at Gu Tingzhou's face, she suddenly felt that the man she had loved for almost eight years had become unrecognizable.

A slightly hoarse voice said, "Come on, and you're already bringing this up? It's disgusting."

Gu Tingzhou's face darkened instantly. He squinted at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Seeing his discomfiture, Song Wanwan couldn't help but feel happy. Gu Tingzhou, you've finally met your match.

Song Wanwan went to the bathroom to wash up and felt better.

She sat down at the dining table, looked at the food spread out on it, picked up a bowl of light porridge, and began to eat.

But after eating only a little, he put down his bowl and picked up his chopsticks to eat other dishes.

"I've asked Qiao Sen to schedule a medical check-up for you. Things here will be finished in two days. When you return to Beijing, I'll go with you."

Gu Tingzhou said casually as he ate his meal.

Song Wanwan stopped fiddling with the food and looked calmly at Gu Tingzhou across from her.

"I don't need a medical check-up, I'm perfectly normal."

Gu Tingzhou looked up at her, put down his chopsticks, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Do you need me to tell you the whole story of what happened at the bar last night?"

Song Wanwan remained silent. Of all times, Gu Tingzhou had to go to that bar. This was Singapore, not Beijing.

“A perfectly normal person suddenly gets completely drunk and does outrageous things,” Gu Tingzhou held back, not directly accusing Song Wanwan of going to see a man, “and keeps saying nonsensical things, completely different from usual. Explain to me, how did she suddenly become like this?”

Song Wanwan couldn't directly tell what happened to her, and without going to the hospital for a checkup, she would be judged to be mentally unstable.

Song Wanwan pouted and poked at the food in her bowl intermittently.

"Don't know how to explain it? Then find a professional. Don't avoid seeking medical help."

Song Wanwan slammed her chopsticks on the table, looked at Gu Tingzhou, and said calmly, "Have you ever thought that all of this is because of you? You are the one who started this whole thing."

Gu Tingzhou looked at her coldly, "Song Wanwan, don't start picking a fight as soon as you wake up. Did I force you to drink? Or did I hold a knife to your throat and make you go find a man? You're really something, you did something wrong and you want me to take the blame."

Song Wanwan glared at Gu Tingzhou, who, at this stage, was still mindful of his married status and did not do anything out of line.

It was my own impulsiveness last night that led me to let myself go, and that gave him leverage over me.

Song Wanwan chuckled lightly, "Doesn't Mr. Gu know why I would go looking for men?"

Gu Tingzhou looked at Song Wanwan with suspicion. This woman can turn on you so easily. Let's see what reason you can give.

Song Wanwan raised her eyes and gave Gu Tingzhou a wicked smile, saying disdainfully, "My own husband is no good, leaving me alone in the room every night, of course I have to go out and find some excitement."

Isn't it just stabbing someone in the heart? As if anyone can't do that.

Gu Tingzhou's face turned completely dark, his eyes narrowed, and a raging fire burned within them.

"What did you say?"

She really stepped on a landmine by saying a man is no good.

Song Wanwan remained unfazed, sneering, "We've been married for almost a year, and you haven't touched me. It's not that you can't, but that you're keeping yourself pure for your white moonlight, aren't you?!"

Gu Tingzhou snapped the chopsticks in his hand, glared at Song Wanwan, and said coldly, "Don't you know why I won't touch you? You did such a terrible thing to me, and you still expect me to treat you well?"

Song Wanwan was furious and laughed wildly a few times. "Gu Tingzhou, you're a man, don't you know what you've done or not? How many times do I have to explain? My hymen is still intact. Do you dare to try?"

Seeing Song Wanwan's provocative gaze, Gu Tingzhou's arrogance surged to the top of his head.

Song Wanwan looked at Gu Tingzhou, who was gritting his teeth, and adopted a victorious posture. She sneered and got up to walk towards the bedroom.

As the sound of a chair scraping against the floor came from behind, Song Wanwan was suddenly shoved against the wall by Gu Tingzhou.

He gripped Song Wanwan's chin tightly with one hand, rendering her unable to move or speak.

"What I hate most is being forced to do things I don't like. Even if your hymen is still intact, I won't touch you."

"So listen carefully, Song Wanwan, trying to provoke me won't work."

"Stop your little schemes. Don't you have anything else to do all day but try to pester me?"

Song Wanwan looked coldly at the furious Gu Tingzhou, feeling as if her heart had been drenched in cold water.

The man I loved with all my heart and spent all my time with turned out to be a nuisance.

What an ironic statement.

In order to take good care of him, she gave up what she loved.

When did Song Wanwan become so idle?

She put him first; he was her everything.

Their gazes were filled with sparks, ready to explode at any moment.

Gu Tingzhou's phone, which was in his pocket, suddenly rang.

He frowned.

He took out his phone, glanced at it, then released his hand from Song Wanwan and stepped away from her.

Song Wanwan deflated and slid down to the ground against the wall.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

She just glanced at it; it was Su Lina's call.

It seems that the white moonlight is still more important.