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Chapter 89: 89: Trapped in a Corner by Him Again _1



Chapter 89: 89: Trapped in a Corner by Him Again _1

For a few fleeting seconds, I considered all the possible outcomes.

In the end, I gave him an answer.

“Does this name… make President Gu uncomfortable?”

“The name you wrote is my deceased wife’s! How do you expect me to feel?”

The man radiates a powerful aura, his words filled with a sharp, cutting edge.

Like a sword coming at me, carrying a sweeping martial airstream.

I don’t want to confront him head-on, so I ask cautiously,

“Does President Gu think my handwriting is good?”

Hide-until-needed, this is my current strategy.

After all, Damaha hasn’t woken up, and I can’t be sure if Gu Yuanzhou is indeed the culprit. I must remain patient and communicate with him skillfully.

He glances briefly at the words I’d written…

“Very well written!”

“Um, what’s good about it?”

“The characters you’ve written… are exactly like my wife’s handwriting, including these two names.”

“So… can I take that as a compliment, President Gu?”

President Gu takes out a stack of documents from a folder.

He separates them into two piles.

“This one includes your previous job application and various reports. This stack contains the meeting minutes you’ve recently written…”

I feel a pang of anxiety in my heart. I hadn’t anticipated that this man would start to become more suspicious of me, paying attention to even these minor details.

Though shocked, I wouldn’t expose myself until he struck first. So, I played dumb and continued asking.

“Did my business performance worsen or improve?”

He stared at me for a few seconds,

“The handwriting is different. To be precise, since my wife’s death, your handwriting has been exactly like hers.”

I feel uneasy inside, “Hmm!”

“So, can you explain to me why?”

Ye Mengyan isn’t here today.

Only him and I are present, and you can distinctly feel a sense of pressure when we’re alone together.

Still, as a couple who had been together for over a decade, I could handle him calmly.

“I’ve always admired Mrs. Gu. I have been imitating her handwriting off the record, and it has become a habit.”

I believe my answer was watertight.

Gu Yuanzhou didn’t raise more questions after hearing my response.

“If Mr.Gu doesn’t like it, I will stop.”

In fact, this was my attempt to gauge his reaction.

Changing someone’s handwriting, which has evolved over decades, is difficult.

Gu Yuanzhou looked deeply into my eyes, “No, I like it!”

I manage to squeeze out a smile,

“I was worried that I might offend you!”

Gu Yuanzhou’s face remained calm, his eyes gazing deep into the dark distance,

“She was excellent, I love everything about her!”

Upon hearing this, I sneered in my heart.

If he thought so highly of his wife, why did he keep a mistress four years ago?

Such hypocrisy.

At this juncture, he was still pretending to be a devoted lover. Did he think I couldn’t see through him?

“I think Mengyan won’t be home tonight. Do you need me to reserve a table at a restaurant for you?”

“Okay, but…”

His words were always succinct.

As if he were utterly economical with his words.

As I made a reservation for him at the restaurant, he went upstairs.

Half an hour later, he leisurely descended the stairs.

I quickly reported to him,

“President Gu, I’ve reserved a table at Binhai Restaurant!”

Carrying his suit jacket in the crook of his arm and adjusting his shirt collar, he suddenly turned to me,

“The button on my suit has come loose, can you stitch it back for me?”

I hesitated, “President Gu, I’m not great at sewing. Shall we send it to the dry cleaner instead?”

“No, it’s too late for that!”

“Alright, I’ll give it a try!”

He handed over the suit to me.

I didn’t give it a second thought, and immediately fetched the sewing kit from the room.

Having studied fashion design, I can create my own designs, drafting, cutting, and sewing. All the processes can be done by me, so stitching a button is no big deal.

Different methods are used to sew buttons on different kinds of clothing, even suits and dress shirts are not the same…

While I was attaching the button, Gu Yuanzhou stood by watching.

I wasn’t afraid he would notice anything.

In a few minutes, I finished stitching the button. After cutting the thread, I handed the suit back to him.

“President Gu, check it out. How is it?”

Gu Yuanzhou picked up the suit and inspected it carefully, “Hmm, it’s identical to the original.”

“Original?”

“I mean, it’s the same as when it came from the factory.”

“Oh, you flatter me, President Gu!”

“You’re also quite skilled. Did you learn this from my wife as well?”

“Yes, I learned a bit from her!”

Gu Yuanzhou seemed to believe me, he nodded, “You’re coming with me.”

“President Gu, I’d rather stay at home!”

“As I’ve told you, you should remain by my side 24/7…”

“But it doesn’t make sense for me to follow you if you’re dining alone!”

After adjusting his suit, Gu Yuanzhou glanced at me,

“I’m meeting a friend too!”

Another friend?

As far as I know, while Gu Yuanzhou has a large social circle, very few are considered his friends.

After ascending to the role of CEO at Zhenyi Company, he had many social engagements, almost daily parties and banquets.

Talking, drinking, thriving… but these people were only business partners, their relationships fueled by mutually beneficial transactions.

I’m well aware, and so is Gu Yuanzhou, these people can’t be considered friends.

And his only true friend is one person.

What is his intention in meeting this friend now?

Perhaps he has an ulterior motive, perhaps he’ll reveal something when drunk, either way, it’s something I want to know.

I cheerily agreed, changed my coat, and got into his car with him.

As always, just as I was about to sit in the back seat, he suddenly called out to stop me.

“Sit in the passenger seat!”

I thought I was hearing things…

So, in bewilderment, I resorted to rephrasing,

“President Gu, are you referring to the passenger seat?”

Steadily clutching the steering wheel, he reiterated, “Yes!”

I still dared not sit there, so I decided to sit in the back seat again. Gu Yuanzhou seemed to lose patience.

“I asked you to sit in the passenger seat, didn’t you hear me?”

“Ah! Isn’t that Mrs.Gu’s seat? I think… It wouldn’t be right for me…”

“Just sit where I tell you to. Why are you making such a fuss?”

“Alright then!”

Although I didn’t understand Gu Yuanzhou’s intentions, I chose to comply.

After all, for me, it doesn’t matter where I sit. I am Mrs.Gu, and Mrs.Gu is me.

After getting in the car, he didn’t immediately start the engine. Instead, he suddenly turned towards me, leaning in my direction.


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