After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash

Ye Shu's footsteps halted, and she turned to glance at Gu Zuocheng.

From a leather bag, he spread out the items one by one.

An Affiliated Gold Card, two sets of keys, beside them, a real estate purchase contract.

A barely perceptible flash of sorrow crossed the depths of Ye Shu's eyes.

Ten years... Gu Zuocheng had reduced their decade of feelings to a card, a villa, a luxury car.

Truly a 'precious' compensation that was infuriating!

Seeing the change in expression in Ye Shu's eyes, Wen Meilan, fearing rejection, hurriedly gathered the items into the leather bag and held it to her chest.

"I always said Zuo Cheng wasn't heartless. Even now, he still thinks fondly of our Ye Shu. Thank you, Zuo Cheng. I wish you happiness in your marriage on behalf of Ye Shu."

"Wait a moment!" Ye Shu turned around, a graceful curve to her lips, retracing her steps.

Wen Meilan clutched the leather bag tightly, dreading that Ye Shu might ask her to return the items to Gu Zuocheng, and began to scold discontentedly, "What are you doing, child? Zuo Cheng is being kind. Don't be ungrateful!"

Ye Shu walked up to Wen Meilan and only then did she stop, reaching out and taking the leather bag out of Wen Meilan's hands.

"You're right, how could I not appreciate Young Master Gu's 'deeply affectionate' gestures towards me? Thanks, Young Master Gu!"

Ye Shu swayed the leather bag in front of Gu Zuocheng, deliberately biting hard on the words "deeply affectionate," with an upward lilt at the end, alluding to much more.

Wen Meilan looked at her empty hands, suddenly snapping back to reality.

A chill ran through her heart.

This damned girl wasn't going to let her meddle!

Watching the materialized US Dollars slip through her fingers, Wen Meilan felt aggrieved yet didn't dare to demand them from Ye Shu in front of Gu Zuocheng.

She could only put on a facade and smile, "That's right, continue your talk. I'll go check on the kitchen. Zuo Cheng, why don't you stay for dinner tonight?"

If she couldn't make a large gain, she might as well scrape up whatever small benefits she could from Gu Zuocheng, otherwise, there would no longer be opportunities in the future.

Gu Zuocheng paid no attention to Wen Meilan, his gaze fixed on Ye Shu's face, feeling suffocated inside.

The Ye Shu he knew never cared for such material things. It was he who had ruined the simple and beautiful Shushu.

But perhaps this was for the best; at least Ye Shu was willing to accept his compensation. He still had the chance to atone.

"Shushu, I owe you more than a lifetime's debt. From now on, if there's anything you need, you only need to speak, and I will not turn back."

"Really?" Ye Shu picked up a gold-embossed invitation from the coffee table, partially hidden underneath a magazine, and flipped it open.

Her pupils sharpened fiercely.

She had imagined thousands of scenarios, but had never expected that the woman who had entangled with Gu Zuocheng on the night of their engagement party would turn out to be her cousin Ye Xinyu, her uncle's daughter!

The last traces of a forced smile in Ye Shu's eyes eventually shattered, scattering, turning damp.

A fleeting look of surprise crossed Gu Zuocheng's eyes.

But it quickly dawned on him—this invitation must have been left there deliberately by Ye Xinyu.

Gu Zuocheng clenched his fists quietly. "Shushu, I know it's hard for you to trust me again. But I, Gu Zuocheng, swear on my life, from now on, whatever Ye Shu desires, I, Gu Zuocheng will oblige without question. If I break my word, may I die a terrible death!"

His words were fervent, so touching!

A coldness spread freely in Ye Shu's heart, coursing through her veins, eroding her organs, and finally, pouring out from her eyes.

"Fine, then. I want you to take back my rightful position as the head of Ye Group from Ye Xinyu's father."

Having said that, Ye Shu casually tossed the invitation into the trash can, her eyebrows and eyes curving with a smile.

Even the moisture in her eyes rippled along, indescribably dazzling.