My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy

Chapter 129: 129: Love Always Gets Hurt by Indifference_1

Translator: 549690339

This thought suffocates me.

To validate my suspicions, I call Wenya again.

“Come over here!”

“Me? I’m at school right now, it’s a long way to your company!”

“No, I’m at Song’s House!”

The school where Wenya works is not far from Song Shixiong’s house.

A few minutes later, Wenya rushed over.

I’ve known Wenya since we were children, and she often comes to the Song’s to play with me.

She was so familiar with the house that when she entered and greeted Aunt Hua, even Aunt Hua was taken aback.

Seeing Wenya and me chatting, Aunt Hua didn’t suspect anything.

“I have class this afternoon, hurry up and tell me what’s going on!”

I pulled Wenya into my bedroom.

Then I opened the letter for her to look at.

“What do you think, who wrote this?”

Wenya and I were high school classmates, but when it came to college, she studied at a normal public school, different from me.

So, she didn’t know the details of this mysterious love letter.

Wenya read the letter and immediately had an answer.

“Damn, didn’t you recognize this handwriting?”

“Who is it?”

“Isn’t this Ding Yinuo’s handwriting?”

I immediately denied it,

“Impossible, Ding Yinuo definitely didn’t write this!”

When I visited Ding Yinuo’s office, I saw his medical records and took a picture.

At this moment, I showed Wenya the pictures I took of his handwriting,

“See, can’t you tell Ding Yinuo’s writing is like devil’s scrawl!”

Indeed, the doctor’s script was so messy, filled with mysterious symbols that were incomprehensible.

Upon seeing it, Wenya started to laugh.

“Medical records, huh? This is how he started writing after he graduated from college. In high school, his handwriting was beautiful, just like the one in your hand.”

“I don’t believe it!”

“Alright then, should I have him write something himself next time?”

To confirm its authenticity, I downloaded the poetry collection from the internet and sent it to Wenya.

“Have him handwrite all these poems. Only then will I believe it!”

“Okay, no problem!”

Wenya readily agreed. However, she then asked me about my sudden interest in such things.

I didn’t hide anything and briefly explained what happened back then.

Even though Wenya is usually clueless, after hearing my story, she immediately drew a conclusion.

“Could it be possible that your meeting and falling in love with Gu Yuanzhou were all arranged by your uncle?”

“You mean, even the time the bully picked on me was possibly arranged by Gu Yuanzhou?”

“Of course! What era is this? Have you seen any news reports of a girl being harassed by hooligans near Tianxing Movie Theater? Moreover, it happened on the day he asked you to meet him. Ayun, be more mindful! You’ve had a brush with death already, don’t you know what kind of person Gu Yuanzhou is?”

Her words set me greatly ill at ease.

If everything was a scheme from the beginning, it would mean that Gu Yuanzhou never loved me.

From the start, he was just playing me!

This thought made me fall apart.

As I was lost in my thoughts, I heard the sound of a car outside.

I looked out the window, and it was Gu Yuanzhou’s car.

“Why is he here?”

Wenya asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Don’t worry about it. Go quickly!”

I pushed Wenya out of my room for her to leave from the back door.

But unexpectedly, she refused to leave and instead shoved me back into my room. “Since he came, I have to confront him. You stay hidden.”

Soon, the doorbell rang and Aunt Hua opened the door.

It was too late for me to think any further.

I quickly opened a door and hid inside.

Looking out from the crack, I saw the front door open and Gu Yuanzhou entering.

“Hello, Mr. Gu!”

Aunt Hua made Gu Yuanzhou a cup of tea, and didn’t say much.

Gu Yuanzhou glanced at the shoe rack and asked,

“Is uncle home?”

“No, he hasn’t been home for several days.”

“Are there any other guests at home?”

When Gu Yuanzhou asked back, Aunt Hua struggled to find words. Naturally, she didn’t want to expose me.

At this time, Wenya came down from upstairs.

“Gu Yuanzhou! How dare you come to Song’s House?”

Gu Yuanzhou probably did not expect Wenya to be here, he frowned.

“Why are you here?”

“Song Yun and I are sworn sisters, her aunt is my godmother, I came to visit my godmother, is there a problem with that? On the other hand, you, you caused Song Yun’s death, how dare you still come here, aren’t you afraid of being haunted by a ghost in the middle of the night?”

Gu Yuanzhou quickly calmed down, regained his composure, and sipped his tea, casting a glance at Wenya.

“Miss Wen, I hope you can talk properly. In the future, if you offend me, I can let it slide for Ayun’s sake. But afterwards, if you continue to offend me, I will send you a lawyer’s letter.”

Wenya covered her mouth and laughed, sat opposite Gu Yuanzhou.

“Wow, impressive, President Gu! Now that you have money and your own lawyer, you can show off whenever you want, huh!”

Wenya continued to provoke Gu Yuanzhou.

Gu Yuanzhou turned his face away, ignoring her.

Obviously, Wenya’s annoyance had begun to irritate him.

“Gu Yuanzhou, do you love Song Yun?”

“Gu Yuanzhou, did you marry Song Yun for her money?”

“If you truly love her, shouldn’t all the money you’ve earned by now be donated to public welfare?”

“Oh, right, you don’t love her, so you’ll not donate your money, because you love money more, right?”

Under Wenya’s relentless questioning, Gu Yuanzhou finally lost his patience. He stood up and said to Aunt Hua,

“Since uncle isn’t here, I’ll take leave.”

As Gu Yuanzhou was about to leave the house, Wenya blocked his way.

“What do you want, woman?”

Gu Yuanzhou’s face hardened, he finally displayed anger towards Wenya.

“Mr. Gu, I also don’t want to waste my time on you, I just have one final question.”

“Speak!”

“Ayun came to me in a dream last night! She said… She knows! The love poems were not written by you, so… the encounter with the small-time punk that day was a trap you set. You took this opportunity to approach Ayun, just to gain her favor, and let her think you are her true destiny, is that right?”

Gu Yuanzhou was silent…

Wenya continued,

“Speak up! Gu Yuanzhou, Ayun can’t rest in peace, she died without knowing the truth! Now, only if you reveal the truth, can her soul be at peace!”

Under Wenya’s cross-examination, Gu Yuanzhou finally uttered a word.