After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 114 Which Ward?
That evening, Song Jin'an had already put her daughter to sleep and was half-sitting on the bed replying to readers' messages.

She has been forced to move to the master bedroom, and Lin's mother has also moved all her toiletries and cosmetics to the vanity mirror in the master bedroom.

Gu Xijue was taking a shower in the bathroom. After replying to the message, her gaze drifted to the bathroom door, and she felt little emotional.

It seems he's come to terms with it; whether they divorce or not doesn't matter anymore. If he agrees to divorce, he'll pack his bags and leave; if not, he'll continue this shattered marriage.

The bathroom door opened, and Gu Xijue, with a towel around his waist, his upper body unclothed and his hair wet, was drying himself.

He tossed a dry towel into Song Jin'an's hand and told her to dry her hair.

Song Jin'an picked up a towel, walked to his side and knelt on the bed. She felt a surge of heat; it was hot in the summer, so she couldn't feel the cold.

She carefully and meticulously wiped the man's hair in front of her. Gu Xijue remained silent, his lips pursed.

Song Jin'an, with her fair and pretty face, was carefully drying her hair.

The more they rubbed, the closer they got. Gu Xijue felt a warm, soft source behind him, making him want to pull the thing into his arms.

She had thought about it, and she had done it. Song Jin'an's wrist was grabbed, and she was suddenly stumbled and pulled into the man's arms. Their skin was touching, and when she looked up, she saw Gu Xijue's eyes, which had a different kind of look in them.

She tried to get up from the man's arms, panicked, but in the blink of an eye, she was pushed down onto the bed...

Song Jin'an had just stretched out her hand to gesture when the man grabbed her hands.

"Fulfilling marital obligations is your duty."

Then, his passionate kisses continued to fall.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Song Jin'an was pushed away, and then Gu Xijue went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut with a loud bang, sounding very agitated.

Her body, which had been burning hot, turned ice-cold. Song Jin'an reached out and looked at her fingers, panting as she thought of the feel of his back muscles...

It was inevitable that they would part on bad terms, because she made Gu Xijue use a condom.

Gu Xi refused, and because of this, the two of them ruined what should have been a wonderful evening.

"You really don't want to give Gu Hetang another younger brother or sister?" After Gu Xijue came out, he stared at her intently, his eyes filled with a meaningful look.

His voice was deep, as if he was dissatisfied with her attitude.

Song Jin'an was already so tired that she didn't even want to lift her arms. Seeing him looking like he had suffered a great loss, she frowned.

—I only want Gu Hetang as my daughter. If you want to have a son, there are plenty of women willing to help you have one.

Gu Xijue has never lacked women willing to bear his children. After Song Jin'an finished speaking, she turned over and stopped looking at him, closing her eyes wearily.

He'll never understand, and he's never considered her health. Gu Hetang is only a year and a half old, and he's already in a rush to have a second child. Men's reproductive desires are indeed strong, whether they're beggars or seemingly respectable upper-class elites.

With a cold expression, Gu Xijue didn't linger and slammed the door shut as he left.

After the man left, she glanced at her phone one last time before drifting off to sleep.

It rained heavily that night, then drizzled. Song Jin'an got up at eight o'clock, while Gu Xijue had already left the villa. Not long after she finished breakfast, Lin Ma received a phone call, hung up, and went to Song Jin'an's side.

"Madam, Ms. Du is sick, and her family has asked her to take a day off."

Song Jin'an was feeding Gu Hetang millet porridge when she heard that Du Lan wasn't coming today. She nodded to indicate that she already knew.

Lin's mother thought the couple was really strange. They could have been a loving couple, but they often quarreled. They must have quarreled again today.

Otherwise, why would the husband leave without even having breakfast on the first day they shared a room?

Lin's mother really doesn't understand what's wrong with young people these days. Don't they want to live a good life?
After finishing her meal, Song Jin'an continued feeding the child. Then she took Gu Hetang upstairs to change into clean clothes. Since Du Lan was not there, she took out educational books for one- to two-year-olds from the small bookshelf and used them in conjunction with the videos to teach the child.

Meanwhile, in the president's office of the Gu Group.

Wei Zhou was bringing breakfast to the president. When he came in, Gu Xijue still had his eyes closed and was rubbing his temples, probably because he hadn't had a good rest.

"Mr. Gu, your breakfast."

Wei Zhou spent a long time browsing in the staff canteen before finally picking out a few breakfasts that looked like those of successful people. Unlike them, these ordinary workers only had steamed buns and fried dough sticks every morning.

Gu Xijue hummed in agreement and dismissed Wei Zhou. He lowered his eyes and kept them fixed on the breakfast on the table, without making any other moves.

He raised an eyebrow and finally began to eat breakfast ten minutes later. Just as he opened the plastic box, the phone next to him rang. Gu Xijue reached out to take it, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned slightly before pushing the breakfast aside.

Three seconds later, the call was answered.

Gu Xijue's expression was somber. After pressing the answer button, a deep, middle-aged male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"West Finals, are you free right now?"

The caller was Du Minghua, whose voice was tinged with obvious fatigue.

"Uncle Du, what's the matter?" Gu Xijue still had some respect for Du Minghua, after all, the Du family was still useful.

Du Minghua paced back and forth in the corridor on the other end of the phone. Doctors and nurses from the hospital came and went. He pinched the bridge of his nose, glanced at Du Lan lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, and became even angrier, but his voice remained relatively calm.

He said in a deep voice, "I didn't want to trouble you, but my daughter is too stubborn. She insists on seeing you and asking you clearly before she will get an IV drip and take her medicine."

Upon hearing this, Gu Xijue frowned even more. He didn't feel sorry for Du Lan at all; he just felt that this woman was too fragile and persistent, and that she would always have something to do with him wherever he went.
Therefore, Gu Xijue subconsciously refused: "Uncle Du, I am not a doctor and cannot treat illnesses. Everyone has their own expertise. You should let the doctor treat Miss Du properly."

Shouldn't she have Duan Nanhe with her last night? How come she got sick and was hospitalized after just one night?

Du Minghua hadn't expected Gu Xijue to refuse, but considering that three wealthy families in Haicheng had also rejected marriage alliances with the Du family, she felt anxious and knew that this matter couldn't be delayed any longer.

"Xijue, Lanlan is just a child at heart, and your aunt and I have spoiled her over the years. You should be magnanimous and come to the city's central hospital to see her. It's like me, as an elder, speaking to you."

Du Minghua adopted a very humble attitude.

Although Gu Xijue had no interest in Du Lan, he was still placed on the moral high ground, and after ten seconds, he nodded in agreement.

"Which ward?"

(End of this chapter)