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

After getting off the elevator, Song Wanwan followed behind Gu Tingzhou and asked, "Where to now?"

Gu Tingzhou glanced at his watch, then turned to Qiao Sen and said, "Take the contract back to the company, and you don't need to follow us anymore."

Johnson accepted the order, nodded, and left.

Gu Tingzhou opened his palm: "Give it to me."

Song Wanwan asked in confusion, "What?"

"Give me the car keys, I'll drive."

Song Wanwan looked up at him warily.

Gu Tingzhou said calmly, "Don't worry, I promised to go this afternoon, so I'll go this afternoon. But before that, let's have lunch first!"

Song Wanwan reluctantly handed the car keys to Gu Tingzhou.

She sat in the passenger seat, nervously clutching her seatbelt. She didn't know where Gu Tingzhou was taking her, and she dared not let her guard down for a moment.

Gu Tingzhou, driving the car, his long, slender fingers gripping the steering wheel, asked, "Are you that afraid I won't get a divorce?"

Song Wanwan instinctively wanted to say yes, but she was afraid that if she said it, she would anger him and he would refuse to divorce her in a fit of anger. Wouldn't all her forbearance this morning have been for nothing?

She smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Gu is a man of his word, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Gu Tingzhou's lips curled into a mocking smile, "Stop making excuses, you're clearly scared to death."

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice low and slow, "Song Wanwan, what exactly did you like about me before?"

Song Wanwan thought for a moment and said casually, "You are beautiful, and everything about you is to my liking."

Gu Tingzhou's eyes darkened. "Then why don't you like it anymore and insist on getting a divorce?"

Song Wanwan said calmly, "A beautiful appearance is a dime a dozen, but an interesting soul can go further. After getting to know each other, I realized that we are not suitable for each other."

Upon hearing this, Gu Tingzhou raised an eyebrow and asked, "You mean, I'm not interesting?"

Song Wanwan scoffed and retorted, "Do you think you're funny? All you do is work, work, work, work. You're either working overtime or on business trips."

"Did you know that you should give roses, not sunflowers, for Valentine's Day? To you, they're both flowers, so there's no difference, right?"

Song Wanwan didn't say that on purpose; she didn't expect Gu Tingzhou to give her any gifts on Valentine's Day.

She meticulously prepared a table of food: steak, red wine, and flickering candlelight, hoping for a romantic dinner.

As a result, Gu Tingzhou didn't return until she fell asleep.

He also brought back a bunch of sunflowers, which were a gift from a customer.

"It was a gift from a customer, so here you go."

Song Wanwan can still recall how casually he said those words.

She was taken aback for a moment, then happily accepted it, put it in a vase, and placed it on the dining table.

In the end, I ate two portions of steak and ten digestive pills by myself.

Song Wanwan had long since lost all resentment and said calmly, "You like obedient, well-behaved people who don't cause trouble because you need to spend your time and energy on your work and career."

"What I need is someone who can watch boring shows with me, go to explore restaurants and eat delicious food, take a walk together after dinner to digest, and do boring things with me."

"So that's the biggest difference between us. I used to be able to tolerate you because I liked you. Now I don't like you anymore, so I can't stand it anymore."

“You are a businessman, and investments are all about the rate of return. If there is no return on your feelings, no matter how much you invest, it will only be zero. In the end, all I got was my own internal strife, until I was exhausted and died.”

"I can't see a future for us, so divorce is the best option."

Song Wanwan's clear voice echoed in the car. Her eyes were slightly red, yet she possessed a cold and broken stubbornness.

Gu Tingzhou, do you know that in my previous life, it was because of internal strife and my relentless entanglement with you that I caused this tragedy, ended up in prison, and ultimately died there.

Song Wanwan sighed, closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her vision was clear.

Gu Tingzhou tightened his grip on the steering wheel, lifted his eyelids, and his dark, deep eyes seemed to be touched, with a glimmer of starlight in their depths.

After a two-second silence, he said calmly, "If you put it that way, it would be unreasonable not to get a divorce today."

After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became deep and somber, his brows furrowed with melancholy, and his aura turned cold.

Gu Tingzhou led Song Wanwan to a unique Chinese restaurant.

The restaurant is decorated in a fresh and charming style, and it has a lovely name – Encounter.

Song Wanwan chuckled softly. The name was quite fitting, implying that they would never meet again after meeting.

The two ordered some signature dishes, sat facing each other, and ate with their heads down.

Throughout the meal, the only sounds were the soft rustling of chewing food; neither of them had any desire to talk.

After finishing my meal and drinking some tea, I got up and went to the Civil Affairs Bureau when it was almost time.

Gu Tingzhou drove the car, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

He pulled over to the side of the road as he passed a flower shop.

He said to Song Wanwan, "Wait for me."

He got out of the car and walked into the flower shop. Under Song Wanwan's questioning gaze, he came out a moment later carrying a bouquet of white roses.

He opened the car door, got in with the flowers in his arms, and handed them to Song Wanwan.

Seeing Song Wanwan's astonished gaze, he calmly said, "This is to make up for it. Didn't I break your flowers last time? Seeing how upset you were, this bouquet is compensation for you."

Song Wanwan paused for a moment, but eventually took the flowers and hugged them to her chest. She lowered her head and smelled the delicate fragrance.

She gave a bitter smile. On the verge of divorce, she still received flowers from Gu Tingzhou, and they were even as compensation for her. It was as if the sun had risen in the west.

When the two arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, the staff simply asked them a few questions and then issued them a divorce certificate.

Song Wanwan looked at the still warm little red booklet in her hands, feeling somewhat dazed.

It wasn't easy to get this little notebook.

Suddenly, I felt very happy. I could finally start a new life and no longer have to avoid the pain and tragedy of my previous life.

Her eyes welled up with tears, and her nose stung with tears.

"In a couple of days, I'll have Qiao Sen contact you to handle the transfer of the property certificate for the hillside villa. As for the ten million I promised you, I'll have the finance department transfer it to you as soon as I get back to the company."

Gu Tingzhou said, his expression unreadable, "As for how you're going to explain this to Grandpa and Mom, you'll have to figure out your own explanation. If they blame you, just push it onto me. At worst, you'll get beaten again. It's no big deal."

Song Wanwan responded calmly, saying, "Thank you. I know how to talk to Grandpa and Mom, and I won't implicate you."

Gu Tingzhou said coldly, "I hope so. How are you leaving?"

Song Wanwan said awkwardly, "You're going back to the company, right? I'll go with you. I'll go get the car."