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

"Stop looking, or you'll turn into a wife-gazing stone."

Song Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Song Wanwan!" Gu Tingzhou called out to her in a cold, stern voice, "You dare to play me!"

Song Wanwan dropped her playful expression and said coldly, "I told you, compared to everything you've done to me, what I've done to you is nothing. I'm already repaying evil with kindness."

"You! What exactly did I do to you?"

Song Wanwan chuckled softly and said, "Hmm, that's a good question, but I don't want to tell you right now!"

I will not tell you all the terrible things you did to me in my past life.

I don't want to expose my wounds to others again.

Because you don't deserve it! Gu Tingzhou, you really don't deserve it!

Enraged, Gu Tingzhou grabbed Song Wanwan's wrist fiercely.

Song Wanwan's hand was a little sore from being gripped so tightly. Looking into Gu Tingzhou's fierce eyes, she knew he was very angry.

But when she thought of the reason he was angry and the shocked expressions on the faces of the three people just now, Song Wanwan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She even laughed so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Her rosy face showed no resentment, no alienation, no hysteria, and no disgust or sarcasm.

Only unrestrained and bright smiles.

This was a Song Wanwan that Gu Tingzhou had never seen before—vibrant, passionate, and brimming with joy.

Since Song Wanwan married him, what he felt most from her was nagging annoyance, constant fussing, and endless drama.

For the first time, he realized that the person who had always been chasing after him had lost the fervor in his eyes and become repulsive.

It was the first time I realized that she was a person with a bright smile and someone who liked to laugh.

Despite being furious because of Song Wanwan's teasing, Gu Tingzhou's anger strangely subsided a little.

He calmly turned his head, released Song Wanwan's hand, and said lightly, "Stop laughing. I'm thirsty. Go get me a glass of water."

Song Wanwan, clutching her aching stomach from laughing, surprisingly refrained from teasing Gu Tingzhou and obediently poured him a glass of water.

Gu Tingzhou took the glass and drank the entire glass of water in one gulp, still feeling a bit irritated.

She said calmly, "What you said about Lina just now was a bit too much. I've told you many times that all I have with her now is the friendship we share from growing up together. Nothing else. Don't make things difficult for her."

Gu Tingzhou was still speaking up for Bai Yueguang, which meant he had no idea what Su Lina was up to behind the scenes, sending provocative messages and suggestive photos.

Song Wanwan was too lazy to argue. She thought, "I'll wait until you two, you scumbag and your mistress, are locked up together. I'll be all beautiful on my own."

Song Wanwan said calmly, "I'll hire a caregiver for you tonight! I need to go back and change my clothes."

Gu Tingzhou said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm not paralyzed, why would I hire a caregiver? I don't like strangers coming and going in my room."

Song Wanwan then added, "Then I'll have Qiao Sen come over to take care of you tonight. Pneumonia can cause recurring fevers."

Gu Tingzhou refused, saying, "What kind of talk is it for two men to sleep in the same room?"

Song Wanwan lost her patience and, suppressing her anger, asked, "So what do you want?"

Gu Tingzhou smirked and said maliciously, "Since you've already called me husband, I should give you some special privileges and allow you to apply medicine to my body and touch me, and keep watch over me tonight."

Song Wanwan looked disgusted. "No need. You should save that qualification for your white moonlight. She'll be eternally grateful."

Gu Tingzhou raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you drive her away?"

Oh! He must be holding a grudge against me for driving away his white moonlight. He was just standing up for him.

Making myself serve him at night is just torture!

Gu Tingzhou took out his phone and handed it to Song Wanwan, "Why don't you call her back? Or tell Mom that you're not here to take care of me and that you're going back."

Song Wanwan glared at Gu Tingzhou.

I can't make any of these calls. I said those things to anger Su Lina and made her leave. If I call her back now, wouldn't that be a slap in my face?

Calling Gu's mother would inevitably upset her, make her overthink, and cause her to cry.

Gu Tingzhou said provocatively, "What, you don't dare to fight? Then I will."

Song Wanwan snatched Gu Tingzhou's phone and turned off the screen.

"It's just staying out all night, right? Simple, no need to bother anyone else."

"You said it yourself, I didn't force you!"

Song Wanwan shook her head.

Song Wanwan called Aunt Chen and asked her to pack some toiletries and a change of clothes for her, and also to bring her laptop.

Song Wanwan and Gu Tingzhou returned to the old house, and Aunt Chen also moved back from the villa on the hillside to the old house. Every few days, she would go back to the villa to clean and water the flowers.

Anyway, they've installed remote monitoring over there, and the security system is quite comprehensive.

Just after five o'clock, Aunt Chen brought dinner for the two of them and also brought a suitcase full of Song Wanwan's things.

Aunt Chen placed the food on the coffee table, separating it into two sections.

Gu Tingzhou's dishes were rather bland, while Song Wanwan's looked very appetizing; they were clearly made by Uncle Zhang.

The two sat on opposite sides of the coffee table. Gu Tingzhou looked at the bland and tasteless food in front of him and lost his appetite.

My mouth feels bland, and I have no appetite for bland dishes.

He poked around in his bowl with his chopsticks and said casually, "Give me some of your food."

Song Wanwan looked up at him, noticing the braised lion's head meatballs he was staring at, and smiled lightly, "Want some? No, you should just drink your porridge."

Song Wanwan quickly picked out and ate a bite of each of the dishes in front of her.

Gu Tingzhou has a slight case of mysophobia and would definitely not touch anything he has touched.

Sure enough, when he looked up again, Gu Tingzhou had a look of disgust on his face.

Her brow twitched slightly, and she said coldly, "If you like it so much, then eat it all, don't leave a single bit."

Gu Tingzhou forced himself to finish a bowl of porridge before putting down his chopsticks.

He crossed his arms, leaned back on the sofa, and leisurely watched Song Wanwan eat.

It seemed as if they wanted to supervise her until she finished eating.

Song Wanwan originally only wanted to eat a little bit of everything, but she simply couldn't eat any more.

Suddenly looking up, I saw Gu Tingzhou's posture.

"If you can't finish it, we'll punch a hole in your head and pour it in."

Under Gu Tingzhou's imposing aura, Song Wanwan could only grit her teeth, glare fiercely at him, and eat the vegetables piece by piece.

Aunt Liu looked at Song Wanwan with a worried expression, "Young Madam, if you can't eat, then don't. If you force yourself to eat, you'll throw up."

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, because the thought of vomiting made Song Wanwan actually cover her mouth and run into the toilet.

Gu Tingzhou frowned slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes, as he watched Song Wanwan run into the toilet and vomit profusely.

Aunt Liu quickly followed her into the restroom, gently patting Song Wanwan's back until she calmed down before leaving the restroom.

Aunt Liu said cautiously and with a hint of anxiety, "Young master, the young mistress fell down the stairs last time. After she woke up, she ate very little. Each time she would only taste a little bit before putting down her chopsticks. It's not good for her to eat like this."

Aunt Liu carefully considered the words.

A flicker of surprise crossed Gu Tingzhou's eyes, and he said calmly, "I understand."

Gu Tingzhou had seen Song Wanwan eat and drink excessively before. Today's dishes were varied, but the quantity of each dish was not large. According to Song Wanwan's usual appetite, she would only feel full after eating, but she would not feel like vomiting.

When did her appetite become so small?

However, the physical examination results showed that her digestive system was very healthy.

Gu Tingzhou suppressed his curiosity, thinking that he might be deliberately dieting to maintain his figure.