“I’ll give you the title of Mrs. Gu, but don’t even think about anything else.” What the hell? He’s my man—why can’t I kiss him, hug him, and lift him up? After being reborn, she humiliated her enemies and climbed her way up to the most powerful man in Li City. That trashy sister wants to rise to fame? She can dream! Watch her use her power to crush her in a heartbeat. That sleazy guy trying to pull strings through family connections? Hmph! No way—not a chance. After the wedding, her husband remained aloof and dignified, refusing to give in. Watch as she coaxes him with every trick in the book. Gu Mochen has nowhere to retreat. Since his wife is taking the initiative, he’ll reluctantly accept everything she offers—if he doesn’t give himself to her now, wouldn’t that be a terrible injustice to her?
Chapter 464: She’ll Come Back [Second Update] Gu Mochen looked at the documents on his desk—all urgent matters sent by the Minister of State. Unimportant? Is that something a king should say? Besides, this was his job to begin with. It was he who, with nothing better to do all day, had been pestering Qi Yan, dumping every single task onto his shoulders. Yet, coming from him, these pressing matters had somehow become trivial. “Well then, please fulfill your duties as king properly, so the Nanfeng family stops accusing me of treason.” Gu Mochen offered him his seat and picked up his suit jacket from the back of the chair to put it on. “Where are you going? To find A-Sheng?” A hint of excitement flashed in Nanfeng Ling’s eyes. Was this going to be a scene where he chases after his wife across a thousand miles? He felt a tinge of anticipation. “I need to prepare for the wedding. I’m very busy,” Gu Mochen said. “……” Nan Feng Ling was utterly speechless. Preparing for the wedding? Hadn’t they been preparing for it all along? Why would His Royal Highness the Crown Prince need to get his hands dirty? True, doing it himself might show more sincerity, but that wasn’t the point. “What’s the point of preparing for a wedding without a bride?” Nan Fengling cut straight to the chase. The bride was all the way in Country G—no matter how well he prepared, what good would it do? Gu Mochen shot Nan Fengling a piercing glare. Nan Fengling shuddered under his stare, realizing he’d said the wrong thing. “She’ll be back,” Gu Mochen said. But those words held no conviction whatsoever. Even he didn’t believe it himself. As the wedding day drew nearer, everyone grew anxious. Yet Gu Mochen alone was fully devoted to preparing for their wedding, handling nearly every detail personally and setting aside all official business. From the grand details—the venue decorations, the wedding car, the entire ceremony flow, and the day’s schedule—to the finer points—the types of flowers and the banquet menu—he deliberated on every single aspect. This unusual behavior continued, yet no one dared to say a word. Meanwhile, far away in Country G, Gu Sheng was thriving. She was working her way through the ranks at Wins Group, still just a lowly intern. Every day, she ran errands and worked as a go-between in the secretarial office. “Do you guys think Gu Sheng has a thing going on with our CEO?” “I saw her arguing with our CEO the other day. He was so intimidated—he didn’t even dare breathe a word.” “What? You must have seen it wrong. Our CEO is such a gentleman—he wouldn’t stoop to arguing with a mere girl like her…” A few people in the secretarial office chattered away, discussing Gu Sheng. Gu Sheng had only been at Wins Group for a week, and she’d already become the hottest topic of gossip. It was lunchtime, but because of an urgent partnership deal in the afternoon, everyone had been asked to stay and work through lunch. Naturally, Gu Sheng was tasked with going out to buy lunch for everyone. This was exactly when an intern’s value became apparent. Gu Sheng, carrying meals for over a dozen people, waited impatiently for the elevator. With both hands full, she couldn’t even press the elevator buttons. “Ah! Wait for me, please! 17th floor, thank you.” “Little intern, buying lunch for everyone again? Why does the secretarial office always pick on you, a young girl?” The man said as he pressed the button for Gu Sheng. Gu Sheng was about to reply when a hand reached out and stopped the elevator doors from closing. “What’s going on? Who told you to carry so much? Do you know your physical condition? Don’t do this kind of work anymore.” Gu Sheng looked up and met Wen Siyu’s handsome face, tinged with anger. Before she could react, Wen Siyu snatched the two large bags of boxed meals from her hands.
