Newlyweds are in the throes of passion, but Professor He's little darling wants a separation.

A promise made in youth may seem insignificant, but it is inevitably taken to heart and coveted by those with ulterior motives.

Was it she who had coveted him since childhood, or was it he who coveted her?

It's hard to say for sure.

A moist look appeared at the corner of Wen Xi's eyes, and he murmured softly,

"He Tingchu is an idiot."

I put the notebook back where it belonged, but my heart felt so full, almost overflowing.

Under Zhao Jingzhi's relentless calls, Wen Xi went out and picked up Zhao Jingzhi and her husband at the Second Ring Road intersection. The two were showing off their affection in the back seat, which Wen Xi could hardly bear to watch.

Wen Xi couldn't understand why she would become a Didi driver for this awful couple.

Considering that Zhao Jingzhi had covered for her during this time, Wen Xi had no choice but to swallow her anger.

The Bentley was parked steadily at the gate of the yard, next to which was a flashy red Porsche that caught the eye. I felt like I had seen this car somewhere before, but I couldn't remember where.

The group disembarked one after another. Xiao Jingping had arrived earlier; he stood to one side, dressed in black casual wear, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Senior, you're here quite early," Wen Xi greeted casually.

"Yes, you've come." The man's voice was hoarse. The two stood side by side, exchanged a glance, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward. Wen Xi then appropriately distanced herself.

"Director Xiao, you're here very early. This is my wife..." Zhao Jingzhi broke the awkward atmosphere at the right time.

"Hello, Director Xiao, I often hear Jingzhi mention you..."

"Hello there."

The three began their normal social interaction and conversation, until someone behind them exclaimed in surprise.

"Wen Xi?"

Wen Xi turned around and looked up.

Damn, Wen Xi is seeing ghosts! It's Xia Hao suddenly coming back to life.

Isn't he far away in Haicheng?

How did I end up here?

"Xia Hao?"

"What a coincidence! Fate really is a bridge! Sister, come out quickly, this is Wen Xi, the girl I used to chase..." Xia Hao shouted to the owner of the house.

Wen Xi almost forgot about this. Xia Hao is Xia Qing's older sister. Xia Qing told her herself that interpersonal relationships couldn't be simpler.

Upon hearing the sound, Xia Qing hurriedly came out of the house, followed by her boss, Gu Lianyu, who was wearing a pink apron and exuded a husbandly aura.

She'd seen him as a serious boss before, but this was the first time she'd seen him in a pink apron. She needed to document this, so Wen Xi's eyes widened, and her phone camera blatantly focused. Click, click, a few shots later…

"That's outrageous, secretly taking pictures of the teacher."

"Teacher, you look a little too handsome today," Wen Xi said sweetly.

Gu Lianyu remained calm and gave a slight smile.

"This child is teachable."

"Sister, this is Wen Xi, the little princess of Kangde Pharmaceuticals that I told you about. How do you know her?" Xia Hao was very excited to see an acquaintance in the capital.

"I know." Xia Qing really wanted to poison her own brother to make him mute.

"Wen Xi, this world is too small. See, we are still destined to be together. You are still single, right? I don't mind pursuing you again. Wen Xi, be my girlfriend. Think it over carefully. My promise from back then still stands." Xia Hao's arrogant tone was as unrestrained as ever.

Wen Xi couldn't hide his smile until Xia Qing slapped him hard on the back of the head—a blow stemming from her bloodline suppression. Xia Qing roared in anger.

"Stop spending all your time chasing girls and going to bars. Spend more time reading financial news... You're useless."

"I saw the news. I know Kangde's stock price is doing well recently, and their new drug is about to be launched. Kangde is thriving. Wen Xi, think about it carefully. The marriage between the Wen family and our Xia family is a powerful alliance... Although I may be a womanizer, you will always be the rightful wife... Your position in the family will never be shaken~ Please consider it carefully..."

Xia Qing couldn't stand it any longer, so she grabbed Xia Hao by the ear and dragged him away.

Zhao Jingzhi burst out laughing.

"Baby, what kind of rotten romances are you having? It's a real curse..." He gave her a meaningful look.

Zhao Jingzhi truly possessed a magical power; with a single sentence, she could offend two people indiscriminately. Xiao Jingping, standing to the side, frowned, coughed, and quickly entered the house.

"...Did I say something wrong...?" Zhao Jingzhi covered her mouth before realizing that Xiao Jingping was standing there blankly.

"It's alright, it's alright, the person didn't mean it," Wen Xi comforted her, then shook his head helplessly.

-

The spacious, bright living room was already set with many plates. Taking advantage of a brief moment when Gu Lianyu had some free time, Wen Xi took out the painting and mysteriously handed it to him.

"Teacher, this is a housewarming gift for you."

"A gift?" Gu Lianyu and Xia Qing washed their hands and came over.

Xia Qing slowly unfurled the scroll, and everyone rushed over, exchanging frantic glances. Gu Lianyu's hand, holding the scroll, began to tremble involuntarily, and he uttered a soft sound.

"Are you sure you want to give it to me? Does He Gou know about this?"

Wen Xi hadn't had a chance to look at the painting yet. To be honest, she had hurriedly grabbed one from He Tingchu's safe when she left. She thought that He Tingchu must have hidden it in the safe, so it must be a treasure. It couldn't be wrong to give it to her teacher. Wen Xi's clear eyes were full of certainty.

Gu Lianyu was so frightened that he clutched his chest.

"Honey, I've accepted it. I'm going to jail tomorrow... You have to bring me prison food, right?"

Wen Xi looked stunned. What was going on? He looked up at Xia Qing and questioned her.

"Qiqi, look carefully. You studied ancient painting, and this is a genuine work by Fu Baoshi—'Records of Yuntai Mountain,' worth forty million." Xia Qing said casually.

Everyone held their breath, but Gu Lianyu couldn't hold it in any longer and blurted out...

"Silly girl, this is a birthday present He Tingchu bought for you. He secretly bought it a few months ago..."

Fortunately, he and He Tingchu attended the auction together that day.

When He Tingchu asked him what presentable gift he would give, Gu Lianyu, who was unaware of their relationship at the time, blurted out, "Of course, you have to give someone something they like."

So He Tingchu spent a fortune that day to win the bid, and after several rounds of bidding, he won the bid for a total price of 4025 million.

"...This..." A blush crept onto Wen Xi's face; she didn't know.

Returning to that night months earlier, she was at home copying a manuscript when she saw Christie's auction house website announce that the "Yuntai Mountain Record Scroll" was about to be auctioned. Wen Xi casually remarked...

"Wow, this is an authentic work by Fu Baoshi..." Chengqing's eyes were fixed on the TV screen.

The man clearing the table nearby caught a glimpse of this and a slight smile played on his lips.

Her birthday was still a while away, but it was revealed early. After that night, he decided what gift to prepare.

Wen Xi never imagined that He Tingchu would actually buy the painting. When she saw the news that the painting had been auctioned off for a high price, she lamented that someone had stolen her favorite piece, but she could not have it.

She thought of the moment He Tingchu gave her what she wanted, and Wen Xi's heart pounded uncontrollably.

"Let me see, what kind of painting costs 4000 million... and who is He Tingchu..." Xia Hao suddenly blurted out stupidly.

Xia Qing had almost forgotten about this guy, and scolded him.

"Xia Hao, don't tell anyone you're my brother. Get the hell out of here, you..."

Xia Hao's innocent eyes gleamed with the naiveté of a college student as he spoke to himself.

"Sis, your brother is very outstanding. Who in Haicheng doesn't give me face? Also, Wen Xi, have you thought it through? Be my girlfriend, or you'll never get another chance like this..."

"No good." Wen Xi said impatiently, without even glancing at him.

"Why not?"

"Because I got married," Wen Xi said in a muffled voice.

If I don't tell him, he keeps asking and asking, which is incredibly annoying.

"Oh, you're married? Who's your husband?"

"He Tingchu." Everyone said in unison, their eyes coldly fixed on him.

-

The painting, valued at forty million, was naturally taken back. Even if Gu Lianyu had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to take what belonged to someone else. Wen Xi put the painting away carefully. After learning that it was hers, she naturally couldn't bear to give it to her teacher.

Even her teacher couldn't take away her favorite thing.

However, it was a bit embarrassing to come empty-handed. He would make up for it next time. Wen Xi looked at the teacher with a sullen expression and stuck out his tongue.

During the meal, Xia Hao's appetite was not very good. The reason was that he had nothing to do and insisted on searching for financial news online. Everyone kept talking about topics he didn't understand, so he went online to surf the internet. It would have been better if he hadn't surfed the internet, because surfing the internet was like being hit by a stormy sea.

Xia Hao, who was usually a chatterbox, finally shut up. He didn't say another word, just sat blankly on the sofa staring at the ceiling. In the process of rebuilding his worldview, he finally understood why he couldn't win Wen Xi's heart. He didn't expect Wen Xi to be so worldly, looking at not only looks, but also body shape, and most importantly - money.

His father was right; Kant's little princess was not easy to win over.

After the meal, Xia Qing cleaned up in the kitchen by herself, and the two seemed to be getting along very well.

Wen Xi felt it would be unreasonable not to intervene at this time, after all, she was his future teacher's wife, while Gu Lianyu had disappeared without a trace. Humph, men.

Wen Xi went to the kitchen to help, only to see several figures flash past behind her. She glanced at the backyard with her sharp eyes.

Gu Lianyu had changed into a white shirt and was secretly observing from the courtyard. Then, Xiao Jingping followed him furtively and began scattering rose petals. Wen Xi's pupils widened slightly. Did Gu Lianyu have a big project?

"Qiqi, what are you looking at?" Xia Qing followed her direction.

"No." Wen Xi quickly pulled up the blinds.

The man was unreliable; neither of them noticed that the kitchen window faced the backyard... Luckily, she was quick-witted and nimble-fingered.

Wen Xi gave Zhao Jingzhi a look behind her, and she understood and made an excuse to go out and help, leaving Wen Xi alone in the room to control the situation.

The group progressed rapidly. Xia Qing had just finished tidying up the kitchen when she heard the back door open. Zhao Jingzhi was sending her a signal.

Wen Xi took Xia Qing's arm and led her to the backyard. At that moment, lyrical music began to play, and Gu Lianyu, dressed in white, stood at the end of the flowers. He turned around like a prince, and a ray of soft afternoon sunlight shone on his face.

Xia Qing's eyes instantly reddened, her face turning an unnatural red. Gu Lianyu looked up, and time seemed to stand still. Watching others propose, Wen Xi was incredibly excited.

Gu Lianyu strode forward, knelt on one knee, and gazed up at his princess with deep affection.

"Baby, marry me."

"Okay." Xia Qing covered her face and blurted out almost without thinking.

"Bang!" The fireworks exploded.

Wen Xi secretly turned her back, a tear sliding down her cheek. She hadn't expected that witnessing her boss's proposal would be so moving.