Since the conversation that day, Murong Nuan and Shangguan Yao have reached a tacit understanding. Before discussing the divorce, everyone respected each other and played a good role in family.

Everything was so calm that nothing happened, but invisibly, the crack between her and Shangguan Yao was still slowly expanding over time.

During dinner, Shangguan Yao read the newspaper and told her lightly that tomorrow she needed her to accompany him to attend a private dinner in the name of his wife.

While coaxing her two children to dinner, she agreed without raising her head.

The two were so cold that they didn't even communicate with each other with their eyes.

The next day, Murong Nuan asked Wu Yun to borrow a dress and dress up grandly. Then he took Shangguan Yao's arm and slowly got into the car.

Shangguan Yao said calmly without looking sideways.

“Good dressing.”

Is this a compliment?

She responded without changing her face: "Thank you for your appreciation."

The driver in front was pricking his ears, listening to the cold communication between his husband and his wife, he didn't notice the road conditions for a while, and almost broke a red light. When the consciousness came, the driver braked urgently. Murong Nuan rushed forward with inertia. She complained secretly, "Oh, I'm afraid I'll be going to be a concussion."

However, the expected pain did not come, and a hand blocked her and removed the force.

She looked up quickly and ran into the tenderness that flashed in his eyes.

But the next second, he had already retracted his hand lazily and leaned against his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

It's another damn illusion!

The car parked in front of Zhou Mansion, with a red carpet in front of the door. The driver opened the car door, and Murong Nuan walked down slowly with her skirt. Shangguan Yao glanced at her, slowly stretched out his arm, and stared at her with a smile.

Before coming, he had told her countless times that this Jay Chou was a person who paid great attention to family life and attached especially to the relationship between the couple of partners.

She coughed lightly and hugged his arm expressionlessly.

He spoke out and reminded: "It's best to smile, don't show off your deep hatred."

This guy is simply more and more flawless!

She gritted her teeth and lowered her voice: "What can I get if I cooperate with you?"

He was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that she would learn to raise prices and negotiate with him on a deal.

"What do you want?"

"David's seat." She looked cold, "As long as you agree, I promise to finish this scene with you tonight."

She just said angrily, and expected that Shangguan Yao would definitely not like to be threatened, nor would he agree to it.

But who would have thought that he would respond neatly.

"make a deal."

She was really stunned.

Seeing his look as calm as he looked, he didn't seem to be joking with her.

The moment the gate of Zhou Mansion opened, the two golden boys and jade girls appeared in front of everyone, reserved and arrogant, with the superiority of the upper class, Murong Nuan raised her chin and changed into the expression that Mrs. Shangguan should have.

The Zhou family is a traditional wealthy family in City B. The food, clothing and consumption are extremely important, and they exude the atmosphere of Confucian business. Jay Chou taught in college in the early years. Even though he later became a businessman, he still maintained his principles, which is especially reflected in the shopping mall.

Jay Chou and his wife are both college classmates. They have supported each other with affection for their whole lives and are both good people. When they saw Shangguan Yao and Murong Nuan were equally loving, the Zhou couple showed a gratified smile on their faces.

"In today's society, you get married at a young age and are not many happy and loving people. I heard that you are also college classmates?" Mrs. Zhou was quiet and gentle, and seemed to be very interested in their love history.

Murong Nuan smiled pursed her lips and looked at Shangguan Yao with affection: "To be precise, he is my senior."

"So that's the case. Then you must be very romantic when you were in love back then." Mrs. Zhou covered her mouth and smiled.

"Why, have you envied others? We were also very romantic back then. In order to pursue you, I wrote a love poem every day..." When talking about the past, Jay Chou couldn't stop, and his eyes were filled with memories of youth.

Murong Nuan smiled and looked at the natural expression of their relationship between the couple, and was very envious.

The relationship between husband and wife in the upper class is more or less a transactional element. There are really not many couples like them who have truly loved each other for half their lives.

As his hands warmed up, Shangguan Yao held her hand hard.

She raised her head and saw the tenderness at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and couldn't help but feel moved.

"By the way, two good horses entered the horse farm in the afternoon. We will go on a horse and run two laps later. How about it?" Jay Chou suggested happily.

Shangguan Yao smiled slightly: "I have heard that Jay Chou is good at riding skills, so I will ask for advice when the time comes."

There is a horse farm in the Zhou family, which is full of horses that Jay Chou bought from all over the world, and each of them is Jay Chou’s hard work.

"The horse that was so red just arrived yesterday. I named her Ceylon, and the other white one named Ruofu, who just arrived yesterday. I think your wife seems very interested, so why would she have to choose one too?" Jay Chou patted the horse and looked at Murong Nuan.

Murong Nuan agreed, walked into the stable, chose the mare called Ceylon, and raised her hand to touch her horse's hair. The horse looked very docile. She had learned some riding skills herself, and it should not be a problem to ride on it for two laps.

A group of people walked into the horse farm. Murong Nuan took the lead in getting on the horse, pulled the reins excitedly, and tried to ride a distance with her feeling. After she got fully adapted, she simply wanted to run a little further.

Shangguan Yao stared at her bumpy back, frowned slightly, and subconsciously took a few steps out worriedly.

"Mr. Shangguan, I heard you studied medicine in college?" Mrs. Zhou, wearing a purple riding suit, stepped forward and asked gently.

He turned around and Mrs. Zhou stood behind him and smiled sweetly.

"How does Madam know?" he smiled and asked back.

"Don't call me madam, just call me Jinyan, my name is Wen Jinyan." The breeze blew up her temples, and a few strands of hair were mischievously pressed against her fair cheeks, making her look particularly elegant and gentle.

"That year, I attended the school next door, a few years older than you, and was studying for graduate school. You were very famous in City B. All the girls knew your name." She smiled pursed her lips, as if she had thought of something, and her eyes softened.

Shangguan Yao turned his head and looked at Murong Nuan and Jay Chou inadvertently on the horse court.

"Why did my wife and Jay Chou have been married for so many years, why didn't she plan to have a child?"

Wen Jinyan smiled and said, "Taiyu and I want to live a more than two-person world. Children, it's the same if they want them a few years later."

While talking, Murong Nuan had already ridden a horse and walked around. She and Zhou Taiyu were joking and waving happily at Shangguan Yao.

When it was her turn to dismount, Zhou Taiyu stretched out his hand nearby to help her.

Murong Nuan was stunned for a moment and glanced at the gentle and elegant man.

He is impeccable and has a candid look in his eyes.

"Down." Shangguan Yao slowly stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice.

She smiled shyly, held his wide palm and jumped down happily.

"It's so fun. Can I come here to play tomorrow?" She patted Ceylon's head and asked with a smile.

"Of course. Anyway, you have to be here for several days, just treat Zhou Gongguan as your home." Wen Jinyan smiled and handed over the sweat-wiping handkerchief.

In the evening, after the meal, the two returned to the room. Murong Nuan took off her disguise during the day and collapsed on the bed with sore waist and legs.

I didn't expect that I was so tired of pretending to behave like a rich man, and I didn't have to relax at all.

Shangguan Yao looks ease-minded, even in a place where no one is, he will always be so meticulous and elegant.

She turned over and watched him sit straight on the balcony drinking coffee, unable to help but walk over and sit lazily across from him.

"To be honest, I envy Wen Jinyan. Zhou Taiyu loves her so much and transfers her family career from overseas to China. Do you think she is very lucky?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her, raised his hand to pillow the back of his head, raised his thin lips slightly, but his tone was very sarcastic.

"Why, I regret not being born a few years ago and marrying Zhou Taiyu?"

She gave him a fierce look: "I'm too lazy to tell you."

Just as he was about to get up, he stretched out his long arms and suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Murong Nuan lay on his chest, grinding her teeth in anger: "Hey, don't be too arrogant. I only said that I would cooperate with you in acting in front of them, but I didn't say that I would cooperate with you in this way in private!"

He raised his hand to hold her face and slowly approached her, with a nice voice low and pleasant sound.

"Shhh, someone is watching us."

Murong Nuan was stunned for a moment, and slowly glanced at the terrace opposite from the corner of her eyes. Sure enough, she saw Wen Jinyan standing there with a fluttering dress.

What is she doing there?

Before he could sort out the doubts in his heart, he had already leaned over and kissed her, and was extremely affectionate and lingering.

He hadn't kissed her so gently for a long time. Murong Nuan moaned and couldn't help but wrap his arms around, so she simply had a fake role to him.

Even if he is a bastard, who said he is her husband? He still has to sleep when he should. After all, she also has normal physiological needs as a woman, right?

Shangguan Yao gasped for a while, and finally couldn't bear it. He raised his hand and picked her up and went straight into the room.

The curtains swayed in the wind. He hugged her and rolled into the soft bed room. He raised his hand and grabbed the remote control, and pressed off the light.

The moonlight was bright and the breeze was gentle. Wen Jinyan stood quietly on the terrace and suddenly felt a little cold.

A coat was worn on her shoulders. Zhou Taiyu appeared at some point, stood beside her and hugged her waist.

"Have you taken the medicine?" he asked gently.

She shook her head, approached his arms with a little coquettish attitude, and murmured softly: "Taiyu, I don't want to take medicine anymore."

"Don't be willful," Zhou Taiyu kissed her forehead, gently grabbed her hand, and clasped her fingers tightly, "If you don't take medicine, how can your illness be cured?"

Half-coaxing and half-persuading, he took her back to the bedroom, took out a white pill, poured out a pill from it and handed it to Wen Jinyan. Seeing that she obediently took the medicine, he turned off the lights with confidence, brought them to the bedroom door, and retreated from it.

In the study, Zhou Taiyu was flipping through the book, but his expression was a little dazed. After more than ten minutes, the book in his hand was still on the original page.
Chapter completed!