Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

"No one bullied you? Does that mean it's not okay?" Old Madam Mo's thought process was quite peculiar.

Gu Zhihua was completely bewildered, not knowing what Old Madam Mo was talking about.

Then I heard her say, "You know Ah Ting is a virgin, I'm just afraid he won't perform well and you'll dislike him."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yiqing, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Seeing Mo Yeting's dark face, she stopped laughing and suppressed her laughter.

Gu Zhihua's face turned bright red. So that's what Grandma meant by bullying. It was so blatant. Mo Yeting's performance was more than just good; he was simply invincible.

"Grandma, can you ask me some normal questions? I'm a normal man, and I have no health problems," Mo Yeting said helplessly.

"I'm just concerned about Zhihua. I'm afraid you'll hold her back." Old Madam Mo rolled her eyes at him.

"Grandma, you shouldn't worry about these things. What are these boxes on your table?" Mo Yeting quickly changed the subject.

"Oh, these are gifts prepared for Zhihua," Madam Mo opened the box. "Zhihua, these were all left by A-Ting's mother, passed down from generation to generation. They should have been given to you by his mother, but alas... never mind, let's not talk about the past. Now I'm giving all these pieces of jewelry to you." A trace of sadness flashed in Madam Mo's eyes.

Gu Zhihua sensed her sadness. Seeing that these pieces of jewelry were priceless, and since they were passed down from the Mo family to their daughter-in-law, she wouldn't be coy. She would take good care of them. "Thank you, Grandma. I will take good care of them and pass them on to the next generation."

Hearing this, Old Madam Mo was very pleased and satisfied with Gu Zhihua. "Good, I hope that Grandma can see the birth of her great-grandson before she dies."

"Grandma, you'll live to be a hundred years old. You'll not only see your great-grandchildren, but also your great-great-grandchildren," Gu Zhihua said.

"Alright, I take Zhihua's auspicious words as my guide. May Grandma live to be a hundred years old." Old Madam Mo smiled kindly.

The atmosphere in the living room was warm and cozy. Gu Zhihua didn't feel awkward at all when she came to this home; instead, she felt warm and comfortable.

On the other side, the Song family.

The atmosphere wasn't that great.

Song Henian stared at the annulment letter on the table, his face turning extremely grim. "Mianmian, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, I was framed by Gu Zhihua. She hates us, so she ruined my marriage with A-Che." Song Mianmian distorted the facts.

"We've only been able to climb into the top ten families all these years thanks to the Fu family. Recently, because of those indecent photos of you, our company has fallen into crisis. If the engagement is no longer valid, our company will definitely plummet." Song Henian sighed deeply. The company's performance has declined significantly recently.

"We can't blame our daughter for this. It was that cruel Mrs. Fu who took away Mianmian's baby, leaving us with no hope left." Jiang Yao was furious.

It's all Gu Zhihua's fault. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have ended up like this. If she can't have a good time, she can't have a good time either. Song Mianmian was planning something in her heart.

"Dad, Mom, I have an idea. Grandpa Fu's birthday banquet is in a few days, and I think..." She told him her plan.

Hearing her words, Song Henian found it unbelievable, which changed his understanding of Song Mianmian, but for the sake of his company, he didn't care about these things.

Jiang Yao hadn't expected Song Mianmian's plan to be like this, and she now found Song Mianmian's understanding of her unbelievable.

Could it be that Gu Zhihua was really framed by her before? Her emotions became complicated.

Song Mianmian seemed to sense their opinion of her and said in a coquettish tone, "Mom and Dad, I'm doing this for the company and the Song family. I had no choice. Maybe we should just forget about it!"

"Mianmian, we'll do as you say. Our Song family can't do without a marriage alliance with the Fu family." Faced with the prospect of profit, Song Henian still chose to stop at nothing.

Jiang Yao sighed and didn't say anything.

On the other side is the old Mo family residence.

After finishing their meal, Gu Zhihua and Mo Yeting got into the car.

Mo Yeting drove, while Gu Zhihua held a precious jewelry box and a large red envelope given by Old Madam Mo.

"Wife, don't you see how much money Grandma gave you in red envelopes?" Mo Yeting said while driving.

Gu Zhihua smiled and said, "Okay, let me see."

She opened the red envelope, and inside was a check. She stared dumbfounded at the number, "Honey, 180 million!"

Her mind was buzzing. What kind of family had she married into? Their wealth was always measured in hundreds of millions.

"Wife, you're going to be a little rich woman from now on. I'm going to cling to your leg and beg you to take care of me," Mo Yeting joked.

"Then we'll see how you perform," Gu Zhihua replied jokingly.

"Okay, I'll do my best tonight and make sure my wife is satisfied." He had a sly look on his face.

Why did Gu Zhihua sense something was wrong? Why did it seem like she had been tricked by him again?

Ink Garden.

Gu Zhihua was touched all day. She had promised to reward Mo Yeting, and she was going to give him a surprise tonight.

"Honey, go take a shower first," she urged him.

"Honey, let's shower together to save water." He wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

Gu Zhihua was genuinely amused by him. "You, a multi-billionaire CEO, are actually saving water? Go take a shower, I'll give you a surprise later, okay?"

Hearing the pleasant surprise, Mo Yeting became excited and headed to the bathroom with his pajamas.

Seeing him go into the bathroom, she hurriedly ran to the dressing room, picked out a sexy slip dress, ran to her old room, quickly took a shower, and changed into the dress.

She went back to her room, turned off all the main lights, and dimmed the lights.

Mo Yeting came out of the bathroom, and before he could react, Gu Zhihua hooked her arms around his neck, "Husband~"

She exuded a faint scent of shower gel, and in the dim light, she was wearing a very short black slip dress, which, though partially concealed, only added to her allure.

He put his arms around her slender waist, his voice low and restrained, "Wife, you are so beautiful."

She jumped onto him, her beautiful legs hooking around his strong waist, and she looked up to kiss his lips.

Her face was already flushed red; this was the first time she had ever been so bold as to seduce Mo Yeting.

He lifted her up, deepened the kiss, and carried her back to bed.

Much later, Gu Zhihua went from being proactive to being passive, all because Mo Yeting had too much stamina.

In the end, she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased...

The next day.

Gu Zhihua didn't get up until her alarm rang three times. She arrived at school listlessly.

As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I saw Fu Yanche leaning against the car, seemingly waiting for someone.

She ignored it, but unexpectedly Fu Yanche saw her and ran over, "Gu Zhihua."

"What?" Gu Zhihua subconsciously took a step back.

"Don't be so wary. I'm here today to invite you to my grandfather's birthday banquet. He wants to meet you," Fu Yanche said.

"See me? Why?" Gu Zhihua frowned. She had only met Old Master Fu once, and they weren't very familiar with each other.