Gu Nian felt she was at a dead end with Fu Jingshen.
Although they shared the same bed as husband and wife, they were physically close but their hearts were worlds apart.
...
Gu Nian tossed and turned until the middle of the night before finally falling asleep; when she woke up the next day, Fu Jingshen was no longer by her side.
Gu Nian was somewhat stunned, reaching out her small hand to touch the bed beside her, where it seemed the man's mint scent still lingered, quite pleasant to the nose. The pillow was spotless, very much in line with Fu Jingshen's obsession for cleanliness.
Thinking that she still had to continue contacting the essential oil raw material suppliers in the morning, Gu Nian quickly got up, went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went downstairs.
Upon reaching the living room, Gu Nian unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
"Spring Auntie..."
