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!

Gu Nanzhou rarely smiled, "Mm, Uncle Wang, long time no see."


He followed Uncle Wang into the living room, his long fingers undoing the top two buttons of his shirt collar, and asked, "Where's my aunt?"


"Oh, dear," Uncle Wang slapped his forehead, "I got too excited and forgot to call for the madam. Please wait, the madam should be in the studio. I'll go and call her now."


Within a few minutes, a dash of red hurried down from the staircase.


Zhang Qian raised her hand to pinch Gu Nanzhou's cheek, clicked her tongue, and exclaimed, "Our Zhouzhou has grown up so much."


Gu Nanzhou's brow furrowed, his tone indifferent, "Aunt, I told you not to call me Zhouzhou."


"You don't think Zhouzhou sounds good? I think it's pretty nice, and I've always called you that since you were little."


Gu Nanzhou's expression remained unchanged, which he was used to by now, and he asked, "How have you been feeling lately?"


Chapter 41 Tension