Seven Summer Leaves

 Su Wan married the man she had loved for ten years with a heart full of joy.
 On their wedding night, however, he said to her, "Su Wan, you've been given the status of Mrs. Xu. All you need to do is fulfill your duties. The only things you can get from me are power and money, nothing else."
 Su Wan, holding a sincere heart as if it were red-hot coal, wanted to tell him that she had secretly loved him for many years. But before she could give away her true feelings, they were thrown to the ground and shattered.
 Everyone thought that Su Wan must be very happy to marry A city's most noble man, Gu Nanzhou. Even Su Wan herself thought so.
 But that was just what she thought.
 Until one day, Su Wan realized that no matter what she did, she could not warm Gu Nanzhou's indifferent heart, and she no longer hoped to gain his love.
 She chose to leave, to set each other free, leaving only a divorce agreement behind.
 Everyone knew that Gu Nanzhou had no feelings for Su Wan and that marrying her was merely a reluctant decision. On the day of their divorce, his friends celebrated for him.
 In the lively atmosphere of the private room, the cold yet noble man didn't utter a word. With his legs crossed and fingertips glowing with a scarlet light, his expression was obscured by the swirling smoke, his mood impenetrable to others.
 And nobody knew that after Su Wan left, there were countless sleepless nights when Gu Nanzhou sat in her room, his fingers holding the divorce agreement turning white with tension.
 Later, at a banquet, Gu Nanzhou cornered Su Wan in a dimly lit corner.
 The man's eyes were slightly red, his voice low and hoarse, his usually indifferent and serene face now showing an unprecedented disarray, almost begging the person in his arms. "Wanwan, please don't divorce me, okay?"

Mr. CEO, You're Out!

Su Wan silently looked at the roses in her arms, then opened the door and returned to the bedroom.


The roses were exquisitely wrapped, traditional red roses.


Su Wan felt somewhat helpless, her least favorite flowers were red roses, but considering Gu Nanzhou was such a straightforward man, he probably didn't know what kind of flowers girls liked.


The blossoms were large, blooming wantonly with a sense of hierarchy; they seemed freshly picked, with dewdrops still clinging to the petals, giving off a fragrant aroma.


Looking at them, they were different from the ordinary red roses, exuding a sense of luxury everywhere.


In the middle of the roses, there was a gilded card with golden patterns printed on the edges, which read: "For Wanwan."


Su Wan stared at the beautiful font, slightly lost in thought, and after pondering, she decided to keep the flowers for now, as it would be a pity to throw them away.


She busied herself and filled every available vase in the house with flowers.


Chapter 40 Grievance