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

Song Wanwan received the divorce certificate, and a weight was finally lifted off her shoulders. She immediately became more cheerful.

She looked at the divorce certificate again and again, then put it in her bag, beaming with joy.

"Are there fake divorce certificates? I made you look at them again and again."

Gu Tingzhou couldn't help but complain that Song Wanwan valued the divorce certificate more than the marriage certificate.

Song Wanwan said dismissively, "President Gu, you don't understand. This is equivalent to a woman's second life."

Gu Tingzhou didn't take it to heart and smiled slightly, "Divorced men are still highly sought after, golden bachelors. It's different for women. It's not easy for divorced women to remarry, is it? Can they catch up with their first husbands?"

Song Wanwan hated Gu Tingzhou's arrogant and condescending attitude. She thought he was so great.

She really wanted to deflate his arrogance.

She chuckled lightly, "Yes, even if you're a stinky tofu, you'll smell bad but taste good. What's wrong with me being a good husband? I'm still a virgin. If my future husband finds out, he'll think he's struck gold, and some people will become a laughingstock."

After saying that, Song Wanwan felt very relieved. She could finally talk back to him without any scruples. Seeing Gu Tingzhou's embarrassed look, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Gu Tingzhou's expression turned cold, and he said sarcastically, "Song Wanwan, you've completely let yourself go after getting a divorce. Was your previous obedient demeanor all an act?"

Song Wanwan suppressed a laugh, "Yes, it's been a long and tiring act! Mr. Gu, let's make this clear first: if we meet at work in the future, you'll be you and I'll be me. We won't mention our ex-wife/ex-husband status, so as not to affect your reputation or my ability to find a boyfriend. What do you say?"

Gu Tingzhou chuckled, "That's for the best. I was worried that someone would use my reputation to inflate their own value. After all, being Gu Tingzhou's ex-wife will make others look at you with more respect."

Song Wanwan pursed her lips and squinted her eyes, saying, "Even if I say I'm a widow, I won't say I'm your ex-wife, so you can rest assured."

Gu Tingzhou glanced at her and said nothing more.

Song Wanwan is already looking forward to her single life. She has finally escaped the ice cave that is Gu Tingzhou, and she is full of energy.

But the thought of returning to the Gu family's old house and inevitably causing chaos, especially with Gu's mother, made her earlier joy sink away again at the mere thought of her sad face.

Her mood immediately plummeted again, and she sighed.

Gu Tingzhou raised an eyebrow. "What, regretting it?"

Song Wanwan realized what Gu Tingzhou meant, "I won't regret it. I just envy your good fortune. How can you have such a good mother like Gu's mother? You won't stop me from seeing Gu's mother in the future, will you?"

Gu Tingzhou felt a chill in his heart. She had sighed because she was afraid he would prevent her from seeing her mother, not because...

He smiled faintly: "It's just a divorce, right? I'm not that unreasonable. If you want to go back to see your grandpa and mom, I won't stop you."

Song Wanwan smiled happily, her eyebrows curving upwards, her eyes seemingly sparkling with stars, her smile bright and captivating.

Gu Tingzhou's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't seen Song Wanwan smile so happily in a long time. He realized that she could smile so happily.

Was her marriage a constraint for her?

In his memory, the most frequent complaints were from Song Wanwan, either that he didn't spend time with her or that she asked him if he liked her.

She was like a flower that slowly withered, blooming alone and then slowly fading away without his knowledge.

A good marriage can rejuvenate a person, or it can leave them feeling dull and lifeless.

Gu Tingzhou felt a lump in his throat. "Song Wanwan, haven't you been happy at all during this year of our marriage?"

Song Wanwan rolled her eyes at him, thinking that he was just asking a pointless question, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

She said tactfully, "At first, I was quite happy. I got the person I had always dreamed of. Even if it was just a toy, there would still be a sense of novelty. But once the novelty wore off, you faced an empty house every day. Getting married was like not getting married at all. It was like a marriage where you were widowed. It would be better to be alone."

At least if you don't have expectations or waiting in your heart, you won't experience disappointment or despair.

"So when you find a new wife, don't treat her so coldly. You're not asking for torture or suffering."

"But then again, if it were Su Lina, you definitely wouldn't treat her like that."

Gu Tingzhou felt a void in his heart. "Are you that concerned about Su Lina?"

Song Wanwan retorted, "What can I care about? We're divorced now, so what does it matter to me who you associate with? I just want to live my own life well."

After Song Wanwan finished speaking, the car arrived at the Gu Group building.

She got out of the car and waved to Gu Tingzhou.

Goodbye, Gu Tingzhou!

Goodbye, my miserable marriage!

She got the car keys from Qiao Sen and drove back to the Gu family's old house.

This time when she returned, from the very first step she took into the Gu family's old house, the feeling was different from any other time she had ever returned to the old house.

She used to be a family member, but now she's an outsider.

The change in her status has also changed her mindset; now she feels more like a guest.

She walked slowly to the living room of the main house, looked around, and saw Aunt Liu.

"Aunt Liu, where are Aunt Gu and Grandpa?"

Aunt Liu immediately replied, "They should all be in the garden right now."

Song Wanwan's expression was grave. "Aunt Liu, could you please do me a favor?"

Seeing Song Wanwan's somewhat serious expression, Aunt Liu dared not be negligent, "Young Madam, what kind of help is it? As long as it's within my power."

Song Wanwan smiled faintly, "Tell Grandpa and Mom that I have something to say to them and that I'll wait for them in the study."

Aunt Liu sensed that things might not be so simple, so she didn't dare to delay for a moment. She immediately dropped what she was doing and headed towards the garden.

Song Wanwan felt that Aunt Liu was making a mountain out of a molehill; it was just a divorce.

She walked into the study and looked around Grandpa Gu's room. There were still unfinished words on the desk.

Then her gaze fell on a ruler placed on a shelf, and she recalled the sound of the ruler hitting Gu Tingzhou.

"Crack, snap!"

A cold sweat broke out on her back, but she slowly walked to the shelf and picked up the ruler.

A ruler made of bamboo, several tens of centimeters long, is covered with densely engraved characters.

Song Wanwan didn't look closely at the words on it, but held the ruler steadily in her hand, gripping it tightly with both hands.

After a moment, she heard footsteps approaching, one deep and one shallow, getting closer and closer.

Her heart sank, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.

She listened intently to the approaching footsteps; each step felt like it was treading on her heart, each sound resonating with her heartbeat.

The moment the door was pushed open, she took a deep breath and suddenly opened her eyes.

Holding the ruler, her eyes were sincere and intense. Under the slightly surprised gazes of Grandpa Gu and Mom Gu, she calmly said, "Grandpa, Mom, Gu Tingzhou and I have already obtained our divorce certificate."

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