CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 115: MOTHER-IN-LAW TEACHES HER TO CHECK ON WORK

Liang Huiyun opened her eyes and turned to An Junxi, saying with exasperation, "That Zhang Miaoyan is just like a vixen. Aren’t you afraid she’ll seduce Yi Ke? Really, you need to prevent problems before they happen, understand?" That Zhang Miaoyan, give her a man and she’ll flirt, you can’t let your guard down.

An Junxi understood, her mother-in-law was teaching her how to keep tabs on her husband.

She smiled awkwardly, "Do I really have to do that?"

Keeping tabs would make her seem insecure, wouldn’t it?

Liang Huiyun rolled her eyes at her, "Zhang Miaoyan’s face does have some charm. As for you... forget it, go back to bed."

An Junxi sweated profusely and lowered her head, "Then I’ll head back to my room. Good night, Mother."

Getting blamed for no reason, it really stung.

Gu Yikun was in the room reading a file. He saw his young wife entering with a dejected look and asked, "What’s wrong? Is the Seventh Uncle still very angry?"

An Junxi picked up the pillow from the sofa and punched it a few times. She collapsed onto the sofa and whimpered, "I’m very hurt, husband. Come over and hug me."

Gu Yikun put down the file and walked over. An Junxi instinctively snuggled into his embrace. She held Gu Yikun’s face and seriously asked him, "Husband, what do you think of Zhang Miaoyan?"

"The HR manager said she’s adapting well, so I guess she’s okay."

"I’m not talking about that. I mean..." An Junxi couldn’t find the right words. Asking this kind of question required skill; asking the wrong way would make Yi Ke think she was a petty and neurotic woman.

She asked, "What do you think of her looks?"

Gu Yikun thought for a while, trying to recall Zhang Miaoyan’s face. She had always been low-key, and he hadn’t really paid much attention to her. "Her looks... just so-so."

An Junxi immediately asked, "Do you think she is more beautiful, or am I more beautiful?"

Asking such a question made An Junxi blush. She was aware that she was far inferior to Zhang Miaoyan!

At most, she was just a delicate beauty, whereas Zhang Miaoyan... An Junxi imagined what Zhang Miaoyan would look like all dolled up, and it was really amazing. No man would dislike her, right?

Gu Yikun saw his young wife’s anxious look and smirked wickedly. His hand slowly moved up from her waist, "Why, is Mrs. Gu jealous?"

An Junxi grabbed his restless hand, "I’m serious."

This was a deadly question. Gu Yikun answered wisely, "In my eyes, my wife is the most beautiful."

This official answer did not satisfy An Junxi, "Beautiful in what way?"

"..." It was really hard for a straightforward man like President Gu to answer such a question.

An Junxi left his embrace, "Forget it, I’m going to bed."

Gu Yikun, of course, didn’t let her go, "Xi Xi, I actually haven’t seriously looked at what she looks like. You can’t make it hard for me."

An Junxi chuckled, she believed that.

There were many beauties around Gu Yikun. If he cared about each one of them, there would be no room for her.

An Junxi suddenly felt that she indeed was a bit petty. She leaned back into Gu Yikun’s chest, "Alright then, I believe you."

Her face still looked unhappy.

Gu Yikun teased her, "Why are you still not happy?"

An Junxi said, "Now that the Seventh Uncle is much better, Mother is still angry. I don’t know what I can do."

Gu Yikun told her not to worry, "Mother can handle it herself. We don’t need to interfere."

An Junxi disagreed, "But we should show some concern for her, right?"

Gu Yikun shook his head, "I don’t think Mother needs anyone’s concern. She will adjust on her own, let her be." He acted as if it was none of his business.

An Junxi glanced at him, "You’re her son; I’m her daughter-in-law. Our roles are different. I can’t be as carefree as you." As a qualified daughter-in-law, she had to show concern at this time, otherwise, people might criticize her.

Besides, her mother-in-law usually treated her well, so she needed to show more concern for her now.

Gu Yikun said, "Now the family has already accepted you, you don’t have to be so cautious about everything, Xi Xi. I just want you to be happy."

An Junxi suddenly felt she couldn’t communicate with him. As the eldest son of the family, of course, he wouldn’t understand the difficulties of being a daughter-in-law.

"I’m tired, I’m going to sleep."

Gu Yikun saw that it was already late. He wanted to carry her to bed, but An Junxi put on her shoes and walked over herself. She climbed onto her spot and lay down, wrapping herself in the quilt.

Gu Yikun thought she was just being a little grumpy, he didn’t pay much attention. He turned off the lights and got into bed, naturally reaching out to hold her in his arms.

An Junxi struggled to prevent him from holding her. Gu Yikun domineeringly locked her in his arms, "Wife, I understand you’re tired, but if you don’t let me hold you, I really can’t sleep."

An Junxi had no choice but to let him.

She wasn’t angry, just very frustrated. Yi Ke still had the same attitude toward his mother as before. He didn’t like being close to her, so he thought she didn’t need to do anything special for his mother.

Yi Ke’s current attitude toward his mother showed he still hadn’t let go of past matters.

An Junxi was still a bit concerned about this.

In the following days, An Junxi was noticeably less enthusiastic towards Gu Yikun. Instead of waiting by his car in the morning, she would first take Jin Xiu to school before going to work herself. In the evening, she would stay in Gu Jinxiu’s room to help with his homework and only went back to their room after he fell asleep. When Gu Yikun tried to tease her in bed, she would say she was too tired and needed to rest early.

Even the most straightforward man could see that his wife was angry, but he didn’t know what he had done wrong?

Gu Yikun wasn’t satisfied at home, and at the company, he didn’t show a good face either. His presence was like winter hitting hard. Anyone who met the president’s gaze was just asking for trouble.

Other senior managers on different floors were luckier; at most, they had to endure the president’s death stare during meetings and could escape downstairs afterwards to catch their breath. But Zha Zhuoxin and Yu Zheng, who were on the same floor as the president, were not so fortunate. They had been tormented by the high-intensity work assigned by the president for days, feeling like they needed to start buying health supplements to prolong their lives.

If not, they feared they’d die young!

After yet another round of bombarding in the president’s office, Zha Zhuoxin and Yu Zheng finally found a small gap to sit in the pantry.

They each brewed a cup of black coffee. Zha Zhuoxin, looking weathered, finished his cup in two gulps. He said, "I was still in contact with the United States at 2 a.m. last night and woke up at 5 a.m. I haven’t talked to my girlfriend for several days. At this rate, I’ll soon be back to being single."

Yu Zheng wasn’t the least bit sympathetic, "You still think about dating? Wake up. The president doesn’t even have time to date, and you expect to?"

He continued, "No, wait. The president doesn’t need time to date, he’s already married."