Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 133: V33: Yu Yuanshen has never wanted to jump back and see what exactly happened in the past!

Chapter 133: V33: Yu Yuanshen has never wanted to jump back and see what exactly happened in the past!

The excessively chilling voice left Zhou Huimei stunned.

Especially since this was the first time that Gu Zixuan had lost her temper at her in eight years.

Looking at her extremely furious expression, Zhou Huimei had no idea what had happened. She stood up angrily and walked out.

As she left, Gu Zixuan gazed at her palm, painfully running her fingers through her hair from front to back, suppressing a trembling low sob.

...

When Yu Yuanshen arrived, he saw Gu Zixuan in a state of such despondency.

Quickly placing the insulated lunch box on the bedside table, he sat on the edge of the bed, held Gu Zixuan’s shoulder, and frowned, "What’s the matter?"

Gu Zixuan raised her eyes, her whole eye socket was red, holding back the glistening tears.

Seeing him, she took a deep breath, held back her tears, turned her head, "It’s nothing, Brother Yu."

Unwilling to cry in his arms, she stubbornly chose to bear it alone, making Yu Yuanshen feel a bit disappointed.

But more than anything else, he felt an indescribable heartache.

Beside them, Mrs. Qin seemed unable to hold back any longer and spoke through the curtain, "Miss Gu, her brother came, right? Ah, you as the brother, she’s hospitalized, how come none of you arranged for someone to be by her side all day? Her mother-in-law came earlier, and her words were quite offensive, saying she shouldn’t live separately with her husband, and she should quickly have a child, that sees her as worthy."

Mrs. Qin paused, as if brewing emotions, raised her voice more angrily, "Most importantly, after marrying, aren’t you supposed to be family? Even if the family has an incident, how can they disdain the family for being disgraceful and use it to further humiliate the girl? This is taking oneself too seriously. Why did you let Miss Gu marry into such a family back then?"

Mrs. Qin saw Gu Zixuan, quiet and well-behaved all day, always working at her computer or quietly reading a book.

Speaking with others she was very gentle and polite, quite like an elegant lady.

Because she liked her, she felt even angrier.

Yu Yuanshen’s heart raced when he heard this, looking at Gu Zixuan whose body had gone slightly stiff, he couldn’t help but tighten his grip, "She despises the Gu Family, mentioned Uncle Gu?"

Gu Zixuan didn’t know how to respond, suppressing her gaze, she didn’t speak.

Distress made Yu Yuanshen clench his fist, veins exposed and trembling.

He knew, Uncle Gu was absolutely an untouchable taboo for Gu Zixuan.

In good times it was, in bad times it was even more so.

In good times, she feared her actions might be inappropriate and disgrace the family, in bad times, she feared her actions might be out of place and lose dignity.

Moreover, as for the He Family, she had done everything possible, thinking the worst would be a mere psychological adjustment for the He mother and daughter. After cold mockery, they’d come to see her as part of the family, but never imagined the terrifying contempt and belittling she faced.

They were her legal family. The Gu Family hadn’t fallen yet, society hadn’t reached the point of obliteration, yet they stood by, seeing her relatives first viciously stab her in the heart at her most painful moment.

Such heartbreak as if being cut by a knife, how much more tolerance was needed for her to appear unruffled?

Raising his hand, he wanted, out of care, to hold Gu Zixuan and take her out of the hospital.

But letting his hand fall, thinking about the consequences, his finger trembled slightly with restraint, unable to do so.

Ultimately, he could only get up and pace irritably by the window.

The hidden anguish fell into Gu Zixuan’s eyes, her eyelashes trembled, she did not speak.

Until a moment later, Yu Yuanshen turned around, seriously looking at her for the first time, "Can’t you divorce? I can help with Uncle Gu’s matter, I won’t let things end up too embarrassingly."

The sincere gaze caused a stir in Gu Zixuan’s heart, but her fingers quivered slightly. Thinking of something, her eyes reddened slightly and she looked down.

Yu Yuanshen couldn’t understand at all, he stepped forward, sat back down, and asked directly, "What exactly are you holding on to?"

Thinking about the past, Gu Zixuan’s eyelashes lowered, she turned her head, "Brother Yu, you’re not a woman, you wouldn’t understand."

"..."

Seeing this issue rise to the level of womanhood, Yu Yuanshen was truly baffled.

Thinking of Feng Chengjin’s firm statement last night, "Gu Zixuan is my woman." And knowing that before her marriage, Gu Zixuan was dating He Qimo, he had seen them together. Although He Qimo might not be the kind to be passionately in love, he definitely had deep feelings for Gu Zixuan. Yet, look at Gu Zixuan’s unwavering commitment not to divorce.

He’s certain that something must have happened between the three of them, something that created resentment among them all, or things wouldn’t have escalated to this point.

But what was it?

Eight years ago... At that moment, Yu Yuanshen never wanted to jump back in time more, to see what really happened!

...

At the He Mansion, Zhou Huimei stormed home with a belly full of pent-up anger after leaving the hospital.

Changing into slippers at the entrance, she went upstairs, muttering as she walked, "Too much! Too much! This is getting to a point where I’m not being considered as the mother-in-law anymore. I’ve already compromised, yet she dares to kick me out!"

While sternly heading up to get the door card, she was still talking to the driver behind her, "Old Song, later you’ll take me to the company. Today, if I don’t properly speak with Qi Mo about this, I might as well change my surname from Zhou!"

Zhou Huimei’s angry voice was somewhat piercing; the driver dared not say anything. However, before reaching Gu Zixuan and their master bedroom to get the company card, she heard a soft voice as she passed by He Xiaoqi’s bedroom, "Mom."

Turning her head, she looked at the figure, her eyes instantly filled with infinite tenderness, "Xiaoqi."

Ten minutes later, she was drinking afternoon tea at the rooftop garden, surrounded by various flowers planted by Zhou Huimei—noble violets, elegant lily-of-the-valley, fresh lilies...

Of course, if they weren’t displayed together like an exhibition, and fitted with the most traditional Chinese carved porcelain pots, it should be a scenery with high taste.

Zhou Huimei furrowed her brows, utterly puzzled, "Are you saying I shouldn’t go to your brother to complain?"

"Look at me now, has my brother said a word of concern about me?" He Xiaoqi’s smile was very "mournful."

As she looked, Zhou Huimei felt another wave of anger, curling her nails painted in crimson, she said viciously, "Right! In his mind now, there’s only that bitch, not his own mother, his own sister! I really... What did I, Zhou Huimei, do in my past life to deserve having such a vixen daughter-in-law in this life! Business, business, without the benefit from the daughter of Mr. Zhou over the years, as for feelings, feelings, not seeing her savvy as much as that second-tier actress Shen Jian妮! I just don’t know why eight years ago he secretly married that bitch in the United States, what a string of bad luck, if it weren’t for this woman blocking the way, who knows if my Qi Mo’s business would be doing better now!"

Zhou Huimei’s angry words left He Xiaoqi shaken, her fingertips subtly curled against her skirt as she raised her eyes with a wistful look, "So, Mom, even if you complain it won’t help. She married into our family and did nothing, my brother still likes her, he won’t listen to us. Even though you made concessions and you were willing to peacefully coexist and give her a chance to have children, she still refuses to accept and kicks you out."

Thinking of that, Zhou Huimei felt even more frustration churn in her heart.

"Hmph, what a so-called lady, too shameless!"

"So, let’s not bring trouble upon ourselves. Forget it." After saying this, He Xiaoqi got up, tears in her eyes, and left.

Looking at the desolate back, Zhou Huimei remembered how her daughter’s temperament changed drastically after being dishonored and felt waves of heartache. After a pause, the struggle she had been suppressing for two days finally rose up.

Picking up the phone, she said coolly to the end of the line, "Angie, arrange a meeting with Miss Shen Jian妮."

"Madam, is there something going on?" The servant Angie sounded a bit anxious.

Zhou Huimei raised her voice coldly, "If I tell you to arrange it, then do it! What? Has my son shifted your salaries to company payments, and allowed you to supervise me now? Angie, although the money comes from the company’s finances, it’s still up to me to decide who stays, right?"

Angie froze, quickly lowering her voice, "Madam, I dare not. I’ll arrange it immediately."

"Hmph." Zhou Huimei gave a cold snort, hung up the phone, and leaned back on the bronze vine chair, adorned in stately green jade rings and earrings, her high hairdo showing a more chilling look.

Thinking about Gu Zixuan’s ungratefulness, and the faint rumors coming from the company lately, she laughed coldly.

Really thinks she can’t be dealt with! This time, she’ll either beg to come back, obediently continue the family line as a dutiful daughter-in-law, or leave. Stop hogging the title of Mrs. He without doing what Mrs. He should do!

Not so many good things—the whole world revolves around her!

On the other side, as He Xiaoqi closed her bedroom door, stepping inside, she shed the pitiful look, her expression turned cold, almost chilling.

Picking up her phone, she thought of the call she had just made.

"Sister Shiman, my mom’s scared by my brother, seems like she’s going to compromise with Gu Zixuan, what should I do?"

"What do you mean what should you do? If she can reconcile, and you all can get along together, isn’t that better?"

"No! I’ll never let her back into the He Family! If possible, I want her to taste the ridicule of others! Whether or not his father loses his position, she’d best be condemned by thousands, spat upon by everyone! Falling from the social circle for good."

After a long silence, a soft voice from the other end said, "Unless you can make her do something that causes emotional breakdown, you know... In the real noblewoman circle, what matters is the tone, composure, and family upbringing. This boundary is very subtle; typically, people with inadequate cultivation can’t get in. Meanwhile, those who received good education since childhood wouldn’t allow themselves to lose composure, but once they embarrass themselves, it’s over..."