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It was something Gu Yuanzhou had made up deliberately to deceive me.

I sobered up quickly and calmed down.

“Oh, there’s nothing to see, I won’t look anymore!”

But at this point, Gu Yuanzhou wasn’t willing to give up,

“Really don’t want to see it? There are a lot of secrets about me in here!”

Gu Yuanzhou took out another stack of documents from his pocket and waved them in front of me.

Indeed, I was always curious about the Gu family.

From the time we started dating, I was interested in Gu Yuanzhou’s past and his family, although the answer I got was that he was an orphan with only one aunt who is a nun.

But I was truly curious about his original family…

Although I lost my mother at a young age, growing up in the Song family, a wealthy family, introduced me to many upper-class people.

Rich people basically make up the Song family circle.

So I could generally tell a man’s background at a glance.

Poor men from humble backgrounds, even if they wear bespoke suits and lavish accessories,

Their inherent inferiority, lack of self-confidence, and evasive eyes will always betray their true identities.

But real aristocrats, they exude pride, even if they dress simply, their dignity can never be concealed.

When I first laid my eyes on Gu Yuanzhou.

I saw that exceptional nobility in him.

Every movement he made carried a certain arrogance, a kind of solitary pride that looks down upon the world.

So, when Song Shixiong told me he was an orphan, I thought he must have been born into a very luxurious and wealthy family.

Perhaps some tragedy struck his family when he was young, leaving him an orphan and forcing him to wander.

This noble quality is certainly not what a common orphan would have.

But Gu Yuanzhou kept silent about all these matters.

So I was always haunted by a mysterious question.

What kind of people were his parents and how did they die? What happened to his family?.

But then, I soon realized that he was trying to entrap me again.

What I’m really curious about now is why Song Shixiong kept the Gu family’s information in a secret room.

But facing Gu Yuanzhou’s deep black eyes, I dismissed the thought.

“Mr. Gu, I’m not interested in your secrets if they are not related to Mr. Song’s disappearance!”

“Really not?”

He placed the stack of papers where I could reach them.

But in the end, I held back.

I’m not Song Yun.

I’m not interested in Gu Yuanzhou’s matters.

Without taking a second glance, I turned around and…

“You can’t look into this secret room anymore!”

He stepped forward and stopped me.

“What do you mean?”

“You’re not a Song family member, these are all Song Shixiong’s secret files. It’s not appropriate for an outsider like you!”

“But Wu Lijuan commissioned me to investigate; I have the right to come in and check!”

“I said no, then you can’t have it!”

Ignoring my protest, Gu Yuanzhou pushed me out of the secret room.

And then he closed the secret room’s door.

“Gu Yuanzhou, you’ve gone too far!”

“Song Shixiong is not as simple as you think, he’s done many things that can’t see the light of day in his life. His wife may not even know the things in this secret room are. If you’re not a Song family member, not Song Yun. These things are not something you should see.”

Gu Yuanzhou looked serious, not as if he was joking…

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the study.

I stood in place with more questions clouding my mind.

Knowing Wu Lijuan well, she was indeed a virtuous wife, but she didn’t know anything about Song Shixiong’s business.

In my memory, she barely visited the Huaxin Company year-round.

Every once in a while, she would complain to me about her situation, how she didn’t know anything about Song Shixiong’s outside affairs.

I didn’t leave the study right then.

As I sat down to think, my phone rang again.

When I unlocked it, it was a message from Yu Jiahang…

“I can’t sleep because of you!”

As I stared at the message for a while, I couldn’t even remember when I had added Yu Jiahang on WeChat.

As I was about to block him, he sent me another message.

“We’ve been sleeping in separate beds for months, it’s really lonely to be alone at night!”

“Are you alone now? If yes, let’s video call, undress first, I want to see your milky-white breasts…”

The next few messages from Yu Jiahang were increasingly explicit and disgusting…

However, just when I was about to scold Yu Jiahang, he suddenly retracted all the messages.

“Yu Jiahang, what are you doing?”

I sent a WeChat message. Now I remember that I added him last time because Jiang Jing was with me late and I asked him to pick her up.

I didn’t expect this disgusting guy to harass me in the middle of the night, even suggesting an indecent video call.

And next, he went back and forth with his messages, finally he half-heartedly sent me a message.

“I’m sorry, I sent the wrong message!”

“Yu Jiahang, tell me clearly, who were you planning on sending it to?”

“I didn’t intend to send it to anyone!”

“Bullshit, are you sure you weren’t chatting up other girls online? How could you do this to Jiang Jing?”

“It’s not my fault! Jiang Jing doesn’t even let me touch her, I’m a man, don’t I have needs?”

“She’s pregnant, you know? She’s trying to bring an heir into your family and you’re betraying her! You’re too much! Do you even act like a man?”

Perhaps because I’ve experienced Gu Yuanzhou’s betrayal, I have zero tolerance for cheating men now, if I had a vase in my hand, I would smash it over Yu Jiahang’s head.

However, after a long silence, Yu Jiahang sent me a message,

“Do whatever you like! Expose this and let her ask for divorce herself, it saves me the trouble.”

“Divorce? Do you even have a sense of responsibility? If you don’t like her, why did you marry her?”

Furious beyond words, they’ve been married for less than half a year…

“I married her out of responsibility. Otherwise, she wouldn’t measure up to me with her current condition! You, Wenya, and Jiang Yan standing together, you’re like day and night compared to Jiang Jing. She’s old, ugly, and sloppy. I find her disgusting just being around her…”