My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 227 The Gossipmonger Comes Knocking

Since what happened in Hancheng, Song Yafei and I have been in a tacit understanding, not contacting each other proactively and hardly ever seeing each other.

Even at home, they sleep in separate rooms and beds.

This situation lasted for several months until we received news that Grandpa Song had suddenly fallen seriously ill, at which point things gradually began to change.

When I heard the news that Grandpa Song was seriously ill, I couldn't care about anything else.

The old man had taken good care of me before, so I went to the nursing home to see him without any hesitation.

For a while, I went almost every day, but at different times; sometimes it was in the morning, sometimes in the evening.

But I have never met Song Yafei.

It was only on the second day that I learned from Grandpa Song that Song Yafei had been visiting him every day.

Thus, I knew that Song Yafei was deliberately avoiding meeting me.

Sometimes on the way back, I think to myself, the scene before me seems to be what I want.

But for some reason, I always felt a strange, indescribable feeling in my heart.

This situation continued for a while until Grandpa Song's condition stabilized, at which point I gradually reduced the number of times I went to the nursing home.

My life seems to have returned to a routine of going back and forth between the restaurant and the villa.

Until this day, Lin Qiuran came to the main store to find me without saying a word, her face full of anger.

I was sitting at my desk, working on the next project proposal, when I saw him sitting angrily on the sofa, so I put down my work.

"What's wrong with you now? Did you have a fight with Wu Qian?"

"No." Lin Qiuran looked at me, hesitant to speak, "Never mind, let's not talk about it."

Seeing his expression, I didn't force him.

But after only about five minutes, he couldn't stand it anymore. He fiddled with his phone for a while and then brought it to me.

The phone screen showed a photo of Song Yafei and a man.

I haven't looked at her this closely in a long time, and I never expected it to be in this way.

Lin Qiuran swiped up the photo, and the title and article below appeared before her eyes. She angrily accused him.

"Look how long it's been, and she's already causing all this trouble again. Is she trying to drive you crazy? Doesn't she know you've been sick all this time?"

I knew he was standing up for me. "Alright, do you really not know yet? If you didn't know, you'd think you were deeply in love with Song Yafei."

Lin Qiuran quickly stood up and denied it, looking utterly disgusted. "Like her? I'd be blind to believe it."

He's still like a child, but seeing him like this, I know he doesn't hold a grudge about what happened before, which puts my mind at ease.

He came in a hurry just to tell me about this, and then went back.

……

That day, I went to the hospital for a check-up and was so tired that I didn't go back to the restaurant; I went straight back to the villa.

Springtime is a time of renewal, and as I tended to the plants in the sunroom, I took a break and browsed my phone.

The gossip headlines were all about Song Yafei and a male celebrity entering and leaving a hotel one after the other.

No one knows whether the news is true or false, but the general public is most interested. The beautiful woman and handsome man are a perfect match, and everyone is discussing it enthusiastically.

I can't quite describe how I feel, but I'm able to face these things calmly now.

I had just picked up the kettle to spray water again when Aunt Lin came in. She looked at me, hesitated, and seemed troubled.

As I fiddled with the kettle, I asked Aunt Lin, "Aunt Lin, is something the matter?"

Aunt Lin then told the truth, "Sir, someone is looking for you. It's that celebrity who's been very popular online lately. Would you like to see him?"

Male celebrity?

Could it be that the person we just saw is the one who's putting Aunt Lin in such a difficult position?

If it's him, what does that mean?

Provoking us at our doorstep?

Another Yu Chengliang has emerged?

I don't want to see them, and I don't want to get entangled with them.

But for celebrities like these, if they don't show up, who knows what the consequences will be, or whether there are reporters following them in the shadows.

To avoid trouble, it's best to meet him.

Where is he?

“I don’t know if you want to see him, so I didn’t let him in. If you don’t want to see him, I’ll have Old Liu kick him out.”

Aunt Lin was furious, and it seemed she was aware of all the messy rumors circulating online.

Aunt Lin was also standing up for me.

I called out to Aunt Lin, "It's alright, please invite them in. I'll wash up and come over."

Aunt Lin reluctantly went outside to ask someone for help.

I packed my things here, washed up, and took my clothes to the stone pavilion.

The flowers around the pavilion are in full bloom now, they're beautiful. Sitting inside, smelling the fragrance of the flowers, and drinking tea is so pleasant.

When I arrived, Aunt Lin had already prepared tea.

I poured myself a cup and was about to put down the teapot when the person arrived.

He was dressed entirely in black, completely covered up, with a mask and sunglasses on his face. He was so well-armed that his face was completely obscured, with only his eyes showing.

"sit."

I poured him a cup of tea. After he dropped all pretense in front of me, he extended his hand and introduced himself, "Mr. Zhang, hello, my name is Ye Shi."

I didn't shake his hand, but simply asked him to sit down, saying, "Don't be so polite, sit down."

Ye Shi seemed somewhat surprised, but still sat down.

He's a very young man, looking only about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and he gives me a different feeling than Yu Chengliang.

He's very handsome, but perhaps it's a problem with current aesthetic standards; he's too thin and lacks masculinity, instead appearing somewhat effeminate.

I cut to the chase, "If you're here to see Song Yafei, you should go to Shengshi Group. If you're here to see me, there's no need for that."

"Aren't you angry?" Ye Shi asked, somewhat naive and surprised.

He was probably referring to the recent rumors about him and Song Yafei.

Since he came to my door, he must be here to demonstrate, just like those other people, or to try and get something from me.

I smiled and said, "You're not the first man to come to me for Song Yafei, and you certainly won't be the last."

"However, I feel that you don't seem to know Song Yafei very well. If she were interested in you, you wouldn't need to come to her."

Indeed, as long as Song Yafei is willing, she will do everything she can to offer everything she has.

She chose to ignore Ye Shi, even requiring him to come to her door in person, which only shows that this young man was insignificant in her eyes.

Mr. Ye Shi in front of me clearly doesn't know much about Song Yafei.

He was also skeptical of what I said, but even so, he calmed down and gave a cold laugh.

“Even if Mr. Zhang pretends to be indifferent, you should know very well that you are just dragging President Song down right now.”

“I heard that your health is not good. As President Song’s other half, you can’t help her, but I can.”

"With my current influence, I can definitely be considered a good assistant to President Song."

Another self-righteous person.