Chapter 46: Are You the One Spreading Rumors of My Death?

Gu Shenshen instinctively tightened her grip on the steering wheel, steadying her breath.

“Miss Pei, do you suspect there’s something between us?”

Pei Wan smiled faintly. “No, I just wonder why someone as beautiful as you, from a family that’s not exactly lacking, would be content to work as someone’s secretary.”

Clearly, Pei Wan had already looked into Gu Shenshen’s background.

Pei Wan leaned back lazily, her gaze drifting casually toward the rearview mirror. Her gentle features always carried a subtle, easy smile, giving the illusion of being approachable.

“Our wedding date’s been postponed again. Do you know why?”

Gu Shenshen’s expression remained composed, but her heart skipped with unease. Could this really have something to do with her?

“I don’t know.”

Pei Wan replied with a tone of helplessness, “His ex-girlfriend hurt him too deeply. He nearly died. Maybe now he’s afraid of marriage.”

Gu Shenshen’s grip on the steering wheel grew even tighter.

Yes, she was that culprit, the ex-girlfriend.

“Really? Then that ex-girlfriend must have been truly heartless.”

Pei Wan chuckled softly, “Who knows what’s happened to the world. These days, there are more ruthless women than men.”

Gu Shenshen’s face was unreadable. She swallowed quietly and didn’t reply.

After Pei Wan finished her arrangements, Zhou Ci arrived.

“Mr. Zhou, Miss Pei is all set. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now.”

Pei Wan naturally slipped her arm through Zhou Ci’s. “Aci, your new secretary is really efficient. You do have good judgment.”

Zhou Ci glanced coolly at Gu Shenshen, then said quietly, “You should change your outfit as well and drive us over later.”

“Mr. Zhou…”

“I don’t think your necklace looks very good. Go and change it.” Zhou Ci turned to look at Pei Wan beside him, reaching out to touch the necklace at her neck.

Pei Wan instinctively lowered her head, questioning doubtfully, “Really?”

“Go and have a look.” Zhou Ci’s voice softened considerably, and he gently patted her shoulder—every gesture brimming with indulgence and intimacy.

Gu Shenshen watched coldly. Just a few days ago, he had been entangled with her in bed, wild as a beast possessed.

Pei Wan obediently went off to choose another necklace.

Zhou Ci met Gu Shenshen’s gaze and handed her the car keys.

“I still have a lot of work to do, Mr. Zhou. Can’t you show some mercy?”

Zhou Ci’s face was expressionless. “No. Go bring the car around.”

In the end, she obeyed. In her current position, she had no leverage to challenge Zhou Ci.

Today marked the eightieth birthday of Mo Yandong, patriarch of the illustrious Mo family in Haicheng.

Not a single prominent family in Haicheng would pass up the occasion; uninvited guests were even more numerous than those formally invited. The Mo family’s hillside villa was ablaze with lights, the outdoor venue grand and imposing.

Gu Shenshen had planned to leave after dropping Zhou Ci and Pei Wan at the entrance, but Zhou Ci forced her to accompany them inside.

She followed behind Zhou Ci and Pei Wan, watching their interactions, watching Zhou Ci wear another face—gentle and tender. For the first time, her heart felt so stifled, so heavy.

She also realized that the deeper she moved into the crowd, the more malicious stares she attracted.

Among those glaring were many she had once offended.

“I heard your arrogant daughter went bankrupt. Haven’t seen any news about her in ages—could she be dead already?” A woman’s biting voice immediately caught Gu Shenshen’s attention.

She parted the crowd and looked over to see who was speaking. Jiang Susu stood opposite Yang Liqiong and Gu Yanran, a smug, domineering look on her face.

There were many onlookers, but here at the Mo family, everyone kept themselves in check. Who was backing Jiang Susu, to dare stir up trouble at an event like this?

“So you’re the one spreading rumors about my death?” Gu Shenshen’s cold voice suddenly cut through the air.