When Wen Tang came out of the kitchen with a plate, she suddenly saw a woman on the table today.

A beautiful woman who was dressed up was sitting next to her husband, He Qishen, with a gentle expression.

"Wen Tang! Why are you standing there like a fool? Hurry up and bring the dishes over!"

Her mother-in-law, Meng Shuya, scolded her harshly. Wen Tang came back to her senses in time and hurried to bring the dishes to the table one by one.

"Eh?" The beautiful woman looked at Wen Tang in surprise. "Aunt Meng, why did your family hire such a young servant?"

A servant?

Wen Tang's hand trembled as she served the dishes. She looked at her subconsciously and opened her mouth to explain.

However, Meng Shuya interrupted her. "Mingruo, not everyone is as outstanding and hardworking as you."

"Aunt Meng, you're too generous." Gu Mingruo spoke modestly, but her hands unconsciously brushed her hair as she looked at He Qishen, who was seated in the main seat.

The man's eyes were cold, and his thin lips and black hair showed a trace of fierceness on his face. His thin lips were so tight that they seemed to be soaked in ice. He looked down at his mobile phone and paid no attention to it.

Meng Shuya wished that she could send Wen Tang away so that she wouldn't ruin her son's plans. After serving the dishes, she immediately said, "There's nothing for you to do here. Go to the kitchen and continue your work."

"But..."

"But what?" The look in her mother-in-law's eyes became fierce.

Wen Tang looked at her husband, He Qishen, with an unresigned gaze, hoping that he could speak up for her.

However, He Qishen's attention remained on his phone.

Next to her was an arrogant mother-in-law who had never shown her any good attitude. She had Gu Mingruo as well.

Wen Tang bit her lower lip and turned to leave unwillingly.

"Mingruo, it's not easy for you to come over. Just stay here tonight."

"Okay, Aunt Meng, but where do I live?"

"Just live in the room next door to Shen's."

"Isn't it a little inconvenient?" Gu Mingruo glanced at He Qishen, her expression one of shyness.

"We're family. There's nothing inconvenient about it. Is it Shen?"

He Qishen didn't respond.

"Shen!" Meng Shuya raised her voice a little.

Due to the interference of the outside world, He Qishen's attention was turned back from the phone. He glanced at the unhappy Mengya and asked, "Mother?"

"I'm talking to you!"

"Sorry, I just dealt with the company's urgent matters." He Qi put away his phone. "What's the matter?"

"Mingruo, you have to stay here tonight. Get someone to clean up the room next door."

The Gu and He families had been friends for generations, so it was normal for them to stay in the He Family for one night.

He Qishen didn't have any excessive expressions on his face. He nodded. "Sure."

"Thank you, Brother Qishen."

He Qi stood up and said in a cold voice, "I'm going to the company."

"The food is already on the table. Why don't you eat a little before leaving?"

"No, there's something urgent in the company."

He Qi took his clothes and keys and left quickly.

Wen Tang didn't return to the kitchen. She went back to her own room. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Why did He Qishen speak up for her? She had worked so hard to make a meal for such a long time. Was it because a woman didn't want her to sit down?

Moreover, that woman thought of herself as a servant.

He Qishen didn't explain for him. Did he acquiesce in her opinion? But why did he acquiesce in that woman's opinion?

Countless questions popped up at the same time, causing Wen Tang's heart to be in a mess.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at her greasy hair that had been smoked by the kitchen oil, her face that had not been cleaned up, and her eyes that had lost their former glory. She wore ordinary clothes and a yellow apron. Who would not treat her as a servant?

She took a deep breath and went into the bathroom.

It took Wen Tang a few hours to clean herself up. She went to clean her face with a facial mask to wash her hair. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw two servants changing the quilt on her bed.

"What are you doing?"

In the He family, Wen Tang didn't have any status. In the eyes of the servants, she was just a woman who wanted to marry He Qishen while he was a vegetable. On the surface, she was happy, but in fact, she was greedy for the He family's wealth.

Mengya did not take her seriously, and the servants did not take her seriously. Their words were full of sarcasm.

"Wen Tang, you don't know yet, do you? The Eldest Young Lady of the He family, Gu Mingruo, is going to stay here tonight. Madam asked us to clean up the room and make room for her."

Wen Tang stood there in shock.

"What do you mean?"

The two servants stopped cleaning up and looked at her with pleasure.

"I mean, you can get out of this room."

Wen Tang clenched her fists and released them. "Who sent you here?"

"It's Young Master."

"Impossible!" Wen Tang subconsciously retorted. "This is my room. Qishen wouldn't do this to me."

"Madam has already told the young master that the young master has personally agreed. After returning from the company, she asked us to clean it up. You can ask him yourself!"

Wen Tang took a big step back. Before she could change her bath towel, she turned around and ran out hurriedly.

In the study.

"Young Master, what you said about Young Madam's property last time..."

Peng!

The door of the study was pushed open forcefully. He Qishen and Zhou Nan raised their heads at the same time and saw Wen Tang standing at the door, panting.

The warm skin after the bath was as white as snow, and the wet hair that reached her waist was still dripping with water. The bath towel only covered the upper part of her shoulders and knees, and the part that was not blocked was as white as jade, and there was still light water.

Seeing this, He Qi frowned deeply. "You..."

However, Wen Tang interrupted him breathlessly. "I heard them say that Gu Mingruo will be staying here tonight."

"Gu Mingruo?"

He Qi nodded. "That's right."

"She's sleeping next door to you?"

He Qishen wasn't interested in which room Gu Mingruo was sleeping in. His focus was on why she had run over in a bath towel.

"Don't you think it's awkward to say that?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Wen Tang bit her lower lip and stared fixedly at He Qishen. She confirmed each word, "Is that so?"

He Qi nodded. "Mm."

Wen Tang paused.

It was as if someone had dug a hole in her heart. It was very painful.

Suddenly, she wanted to ask him aloud, "He Qishen, do you know that the one next to you is my room? Why did you give my room to another woman?"

He felt humiliated again. He had been awake for so long, how could he not know that the room was hers?

She agreed so casually just because she didn't care, didn't like, and didn't love her.

This was the person she had loved for ten years. Even if he had become a vegetable, she would marry him without hesitation. But she didn't expect that he still couldn't see her in the end.

"That's right. If you don't love her, then you don't love me. How can you not love her before? I've forced you for so many years."

All of a sudden, Wen Tang felt that she was ridiculous. She was actually betting on her youth for a man who didn't love her. She was truly a fool.

In that case...

Wen Tang closed her eyes.

"He Qishen, let's get a divorce."