Let's Divorce As Agreed

After the server left, Wen Chi sighed, “It seems my girlfriend is quite famous now, huh?”

“Of course, so you better cherish me,” Gu Huanhuan boasted shamelessly.

“Yes, I should treasure you like a gem,” Wen Chi grinned.

As they chatted and laughed, the server soon brought out several large platters of meat, placing them on the grill. The sizzling aroma wafted up, making Gu Huanhuan’s mouth water. She had been starving, and now, seeing the meat, she eagerly wrapped it in lettuce and devoured it.

Wen Chi watched her indulgently, thinking that anything she ate looked delicious.

Gu Huanhuan, after savoring a piece herself, wrapped another piece of meat in lettuce and held it up to Wen Chi’s mouth.

Wen Chi took a bite, finding it surprisingly tasty. He usually avoided barbecue, but today it had a unique flavor.

Gu Huanhuan thought about the pounds she had lost recently. Eating a few extra pieces to make up for it shouldn’t be too bad.

“Aren’t you afraid of gaining weight?” Wen Chi teased her.

Gu Huanhuan paused mid-bite and said, “I’ll just work out later. You have no idea how long it’s been since I had barbecue. It’s best with lettuce; it’s delicious and not greasy.”

She enthusiastically wrapped another piece of meat, dipped it in sauce, and offered it to Wen Chi.

As he reached for it, he noticed her licking her lips, and a dark look flashed in his eyes. Silently, he took the wrapped meat.

This meal brought Gu Huanhuan great joy and satisfaction. Usually, with Sister Gao around, she couldn’t touch anything high in calories.

The meat on the platter was nearly gone, with Wen Chi having stopped eating early on, content to sip his tea.

“Are you full?” Wen Chi asked.

Gu Huanhuan patted her belly, looking distressed. “What do I do? It was so good, I think I ate too much.”

“It’s fine. One meal won’t make you fat. Even if it does, I still like you,” Wen Chi chuckled, finding her endearing like a child.

“My legs are numb from sitting too long,” Gu Huanhuan pouted, her big dark eyes looking at him pitifully.

Wen Chi extended his hand to help her up and called the server to settle the bill.

After leaving the Korean restaurant, Gu Huanhuan linked her arm through Wen Chi’s, and they strolled slowly.

“How about we take a walk?” Wen Chi suggested, concerned that she might feel uncomfortable after eating so much.

“Okay.” Gu Huanhuan put on her sunglasses and let her hair down. Despite her bare face, her natural elegance was evident, making it impossible for her to blend in as an ordinary passerby.

Gu Huanhuan enjoyed these moments, leisurely walking with him.

Lost in each other’s company, they didn’t notice when someone took their photo.

After a long walk, they returned to the hotel.

Gu Huanhuan collapsed onto the sofa.

…

The next morning, just as dawn broke, Sister Gao’s call came through.

“My little ancestor, are you still sleeping? Have you seen the news? I leave you alone for one day, and you cause trouble,” Sister Gao sounded frantic.

She had received numerous calls from the media that morning.

“Wait, Sister Gao, what news?” Gu Huanhuan, still groggy, asked in confusion.

“You and your boyfriend made the news, holding hands. Someone took photos. Now, you’re trending everywhere,” Sister Gao explained, catching her breath.

“Someone took photos?” Gu Huanhuan, although mentally prepared, was still taken aback. Her secrecy efforts were terrible. How did they get caught so easily?