Let's Divorce As Agreed

Gu Huanhuan said goodbye to Shen Weiwei at her hotel room door. Once inside, she quickly sent her room number to Wen Chi.

A moment later, there was a knock at the door. She looked through the peephole and, seeing that it was Wen Chi, immediately opened the door.

As soon as he stepped in, Wen Chi closed the door behind him. Gu Huanhuan, without worrying about her gown, threw her arms around Wen Chi’s neck and climbed onto him.

“Surprised?” Wen Chi asked, giving her a quick kiss.

“More like shocked,” Gu Huanhuan replied with a hint of irritation.

“Why? You don’t like that I came to see you?” Wen Chi said casually.

“I’m happy, but you should have given me a heads-up. We almost got caught,” Gu Huanhuan scolded.

“No worries, I handled it perfectly,” Wen Chi chuckled.

The problem was that she couldn’t control herself. Seeing him made her want to leap into his arms.

“I need to change clothes. Let’s go out to eat; I’m starving,” Gu Huanhuan said as her stomach growled.

“Hmm, you’ve lost so much weight. Haven’t you been eating well?” He noticed how light she felt when he hugged her.

Gu Huanhuan replied proudly, “That’s something everyone envies.”

Wen Chi felt a twinge of concern. Despite her makeup making her look spirited, he could see the exhaustion in her eyes.

“Alright, these few days, I’m going to fatten you up,” Wen Chi declared determinedly.

Gu Huanhuan couldn’t help but roll her eyes. What woman liked being called fat?

But she was indeed hungry. Gu Huanhuan quickly changed into casual clothes: jeans and a white T-shirt, topped with a baseball cap.

Hand in hand, they left the hotel. “What do you want to eat?” he asked.

“Anything,” Gu Huanhuan pouted her pink lips.

“I dread hearing ‘anything,\'” Wen Chi said, glancing around.

In the end, Gu Huanhuan chose a Korean royal cuisine restaurant.

As they approached the entrance, Wen Chi hesitated, “Are you sure you want to eat here?”

She had just mentioned dieting, and now she wanted barbecue. Women were indeed unpredictable.

“You don’t want to eat here?” Gu Huanhuan stared longingly at the marbled beef on the poster, swallowing a few times.

“If you want to eat here, then let’s eat here,” Wen Chi said, pulling her inside. Typically, he avoided barbecued foods, being health-conscious as a doctor.

The server greeted them, “Would you like a private room or to sit in the main hall?”

“Private room,” Gu Huanhuan replied sweetly.

The server gave her an extra glance, probably thinking she looked like a celebrity.

Gu Huanhuan turned her face away, feeling a bit self-conscious.

The server led them to a private room on the second floor, decorated in a Korean style without chairs. They had to remove their shoes and sit cross-legged.

The server handed them the menu, and Gu Huanhuan scooted closer to Wen Chi. “What do you want to eat?”

“Order what you like. I’m not picky,” Wen Chi said, playing the role of a well-behaved companion.

Gu Huanhuan nibbled on her finger while she thought, then began ordering without hesitation: marbled sirloin, steak, stir-fried rice cakes, bacon-wrapped enoki mushrooms, ginseng chicken soup, king prawns, fruit salad…

“Anything else you want?” Gu Huanhuan asked Wen Chi.

“That’s enough for now. If it’s not, we can order more. Also, can we get a pot of Longjing Tea?” Wen Chi politely requested.

The server nodded with a smile, then hesitated before asking Gu Huanhuan, “Excuse me, are you the actress Huanzi?”

Gu Huanhuan nearly choked but then nodded graciously, “Yes, I am.”

The server was suddenly excited, “Could I get your autograph? I just watched your movie, ‘Meeting By Chance.’ It was fantastic. Don’t worry, I’ll keep it a secret.”T

Gu Huanhuan, beaming, signed her name.