Planning a Business Marriage

My three-year marriage to Gu Jinyan was a carefully planned business alliance.

He was a heaven-blessed son who stood high above everyone else, and I was just a tool he used to appease his family.

Tonight was the Gu family dinner, but he was planning to leave halfway through because of a phone call from his first love, An Ya.

“Jinyan, An Ya… she says her heart feels uncomfortable. I have to go check on her.” He didn’t even dare look me in the eye.

Before I could speak, his sharp-tongued cousin Gu Sisi jumped in to attack me. “Cousin-in-law, can’t you be a little more considerate? You know Sister An Ya isn’t well. What if something happens? Could you take responsibility?”

I looked at Gu Jinyan. He silently accepted his cousin’s accusation, his eyes full of impatience.

“Wen Nian, stop making a scene. I’ll be back soon.” He left me with those words and turned to go.

“Gu Jinyan,” I called after him. My voice was quiet, but the entire dining room fell silent. “If you walk out that door today, we’re finished.”

He stopped, then looked back at me with eyes as cold as if I were a stranger making an unreasonable fuss.

In the end, he walked away without looking back, leaving me alone with a tableful of Gu family members eager to watch the show.