My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy - Chapter 349

Chapter 349: Chapter 349 He Wants to Overturn the Case_1
I really have no way of pretending Gu Yuanzhou never existed.

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I was married to him for ten years, we had two children together, started a business together, up until today.

Our understanding of each other is etched into our bones.

How can I just forget…

Wenya patted my shoulder and gave me a suggestion,

“Starting from today, let’s just do things that make us happy.”

“What kind of happy things?”

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“Trust me, let me arrange it!”

“Okay!”

From that day on, every day after work, either Wenya was taking me shopping.

Or she was taking me to exercise, wearing me out until I was half dead, then going for a massage that would let me sleep straight through till dawn.

The next morning, at the entrance of Tianjiao Company.

The moment I walked in, I saw a familiar figure.

It was Ye Mengyan.

After not seeing her for a long time, she visibly looked a lot more haggard.

Indeed, a woman is like a delicate flower, without a man’s support, she withers right away.

She was wearing an outdated and cheap yellow dress, her hair simply tied in a ponytail, and her foundation was poorly done; from a distance, it was obvious that her makeup was severely worn off.

This woman, never had a noble air to begin with, now looked even cheaper. Particularly her neck where the foundation wasn’t applied, showing her naturally dark skin tone, it was extremely jarring.

When she looked up at me, there was no longer the coyness of the past in her eyes.

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Inferiority.

A humble and slightly ingratiating smile as she approached me.

“Miss Song… sister!”

The receptionist said to me,

“Miss Song, this woman has been waiting for you for over an hour, I told her that without an appointment we can’t arrange a meeting, but she wouldn’t listen.”

I looked at Ye Mengyan coldly,

“I’m not Gu Yuanzhou, I won’t lend you money, nor will I allow you to join our company.”

Back then she was so dramatic.

She gambled her future away.

Naturally, I won’t give her a chance.

Upon hearing this, Ye Mengyan quickly shook her head, struggling before finally pleading in a low voice:

“No, Miss Song! I’m not here to borrow money from you… I just want to beg you to save Gu Yuanzhou’s life.”

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“Ha!”

I let out a cold laugh,

“I really didn’t expect you to be so infatuated!”

“Miss Song, I was wrong before, I wronged you… Actually, Big Brother Gu never touched me, I lied back then just to anger you on purpose! The child I was carrying wasn’t his either. Could you please save him?”

I refused flatly with a cold laugh,

“Maybe others might have a chance if they asked, but with you asking, the effect is the opposite. Since you want to save him so badly, you should find a way yourself! Don’t come to me.”

“Miss Song, I’m kneeling to you, Gu Yuanzhou really is a good person! You can’t just watch him die like this.”

To my disbelief, she actually knelt down in the lobby, in front of everyone, right there in front of me.

I couldn’t be bothered to help her up.

I despise people who try to morally blackmail others the most.

Always kneeling at the drop of a hat!

I certainly don’t want to spoil my own longevity, so I quickly called the security guards over,

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“Please escort this lady out, and don’t let her in again.”

Though Ye Mengyan continued to plead the whole way, she was nevertheless picked up by the security and thrown outside.

But it seemed she couldn’t give up, and through the glass, she desperately cried and shouted, her heart-wrenching appearance as if she had lost her own father.

Ridiculous.

Here a mistress stands before the lawful wife, pretending to have a love as deep as the sea.

What right does she have?

I couldn’t be bothered with her, so I went straight into the elevator.

Back then, it was my overflowing sympathy that put her on the list of college students I sponsored.

Later, when I reflected on my life, I wondered if we wouldn’t have suffered this unwarranted disaster if it hadn’t been for my excessive sympathy.

People should be a little selfish when they’re alive, think more about themselves, and not let others call the shots. This way, there would be less trouble and annoyance.

By the time it was closing hours.

Wenya came over again; she often makes trips here.

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She’s familiar with the other colleagues in the company, like a real slick old-timer.

So, that little piece of gossip about Ye Mengyan also reached her ears.

She came over to ask me,

“Did Ye Mengyan come to ask you to plead for Gu Yuanzhou?”

“Yeah!”

“Tsk, tsk, I’ve never seen such a lovesick mistress, she really moved my ‘fuckin’ sentiment’, tell me, how can she be so shameless?”

“Heh, can someone be a mistress if they had any shame?”

“Right… Tell me, did she come to you on her own, or did Gu Yuanzhou send her?”

“I don’t know!”

“Hey, I thought they broke up, didn’t they? How come she knows so much about Gu Yuanzhou getting arrested? Seems like she’s still very concerned about him.”

“True love, I suppose!”

I sneered.

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Those two had been messing around for so many years and still claimed they hadn’t touched each other.

Thinking about how Gu Yuanzhou used to defend Ye Mengyan, I remember it vividly, and I don’t believe there was nothing between them.

Ye Mengyan’s pleading was never going to move me.

She was the biggest tumble I took because of Gu Yuanzhou, the place where I crashed and burned in my last life, how could I possibly spare her another glance.

However, after that incident.

Ye Mengyan never came again.

She must have realized that her pleas wouldn’t get any response from me.

Time trickled away…

The trial date was getting closer.

I started to become anxious.

I couldn’t sleep at night.

I often woke up in the middle of the night and walked around in my room.

Fortunately, Ding Xiao finally came back from the United States.

I drove Ding Ruirui to the airport to pick him up.

From a distance, I saw Ding Xiao walking out of the airport, accompanied by a woman.

The two of them were laughing and chatting, seemingly in good spirits.

I even suspected that Ding Xiao had found a new girlfriend, but once I got closer, I saw it was Jiang Jiaying.

However, Jiang Jiaying was tactful enough to walk toward another passageway with her luggage when she saw me from afar, avoiding the embarrassment of facing me directly.

“Brother Ding, you’re back?”

“Miss Song, I really appreciate it, you even drove here yourself to pick me up!”

“It’s nothing, Ruirui was just too eager to see you!”

Ding Ruirui quickly ran up and hugged Ding Xiao’s leg, her sweet voice saying,

“Daddy, daddy, I want a hug!”

Ding Xiao smiled, picked up Ding Ruirui, and held her in his arms, while I helped him with his suitcase, following him.

“How is Yinuo doing?”

“Not bad! He’s opened his eyes, and the treatment is going very well.”

“Then can he recognize you? Can he speak?”

Ding Xiao, holding Ruirui, got into the car and started explaining to me,

“Not yet! He can hear my voice when I’m in front of him, but he doesn’t recognize me, and when I call his name, he doesn’t respond. The doctor said he has brain damage, and recovery will take some time. Don’t worry, Miss Jiang is taking good care of him, and she has also hired the top global neurosurgeons to treat him.”