Chapter 843: Even Separated, I Still Have to Bother You

For this period, keep things as they are; everything being normal is fine.

Do not go out of your way to be good to him, let him feel that the Shi Family owes him.

Also, do not stand on a moral high ground to condemn others, saying things like betrayal of trust; in the first place, not informing him of this matter beforehand was the fault of our own family.

You must give him time to think it through; if he can accept it, then live life well together in the future.

If he cannot accept it, then we are not one family, and forcing it is useless.

Shi Yucheng agreed to each point.

Gu Zhihao came out of the Study, and without saying a word, he took his luggage and went to the guest room to sleep, formally separating from his wife.

Shi Yuke did not understand; she was unwilling to let her husband leave, so she followed him and asked, "Husband, husband, why do you want to sleep outside? Did Yuke make you angry?"

"No, I have a bit of a cold recently, and I'm afraid of passing it on to you." He was still soft-hearted and did not say anything else.

"I won't let you go."

Shi Yuke stepped forward to hug her husband's waist, pressed her head against his back, and acted like a spoiled child: "Yuke isn't afraid of catching it. If you have a cold, I'll take care of you. Dad said that husband and wife should take care of each other."

Gu Zhihao felt a sourness in his nose, and tears almost fell.

"Be good, you have to listen; you are pregnant now and cannot take medicine, and a cold is also not good for the Baobao in your belly."

"I'll come back when my cold is better."

Shi Yuke hesitated, but still let go: "Alright, I'll listen to you."

Shi Yuke went back, feeling aggrieved.

He stood in the hallway holding his quilt, several times almost deciding to give up and just go back.

His wife's aggrieved little appearance was truly pitiful, and he could not bear it.

But every time this happened, the words Jiang Siwei had said would appear in his mind: "She is just pretending," "You have been deceived," "The men Shi Yuke has slept with are more than the women you have ever seen"...

Every word pierced the heart; no man could stand it.

"Goodbye, husband."

Shi Yuke returned to the doorway of the room, but did not go in; she stood at the door, reluctantly waving goodbye to her husband.

He hardened his heart, turned around, and went to the guest room.

Gu Zhihao lay on the bed in the guest room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Unable to sleep, he couldn't think things through in his mind either; he had intended to sort out where to go from here by himself, but now he found he couldn't do it!

The absence of his wife's chattering voice by his side did not calm his heart; instead, it felt empty and very uneasy.

Could such an innocent, cute, and kind-hearted woman really be such an unbearable woman?

He was very unwilling to believe it, but this matter had already been confirmed by Shi Youxuan; it was true.

The number one beauty of Jiangzhou.

His wife's former title.

In the past, there were many men who wanted to invite Shi Yuke to dinner; besides Michelin restaurants or five-star hotel restaurants, they couldn't invite Shi Yuke at all.

He couldn't help but think of the woman who could be coaxed into beaming with joy by a single basket of steamed buns.

Later, Shi Yuke stopped eating steamed buns; after marrying Gu Zhihao, the place the two of them went to most often was street stalls.

Tea eggs, tofu pudding, water-cooked pancakes.

This kind of snack that cost ten yuan for two people to eat until they were stuffed was Shi Yuke's favorite for eating out now!

Compared to before, there was no comparison.

He only knew that his wife was very beautiful, more beautiful than celebrities.

But she actually had such a high status before; they were completely two different kinds of people and should not have been husband and wife at all.

He was very conflicted, but he wasn't conflicted for long.

Because Shi Yuke didn't give him the chance.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

His wife said in a small voice outside: "Husband, it's me, open the door."

"Why aren't you sleeping?" He opened the door, and Shi Yuke was holding a cup in one hand and cold medicine in the other.

Shi Yuke blinked her big eyes: "Husband, take your medicine."

Gu Zhihao:...

His wife was barefoot, not wearing any Spring Shoes.

"Why aren't you even wearing shoes? Go back quickly." He took the medicine and swallowed it directly, then started shooing her away.

Taking a little medicine when you don't have a cold doesn't matter; you won't die.

"I was afraid that the sound of footsteps would disturb you, so I came in barefoot."

As she said this, she really just came in.

Gu Zhihao:...

What did disturbing him have to do with being barefoot or not?

She came in, sat on the bed, and touched the quilt: "No, husband, how can you cover yourself with such a thin quilt? You'll freeze."

Shi Yuke went out holding the blanket, shouting loudly, calling for someone to bring a thick quilt over.

Gu Zhihao wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

With this shout, everyone in the house knew they were separated!

There were two quilts in their bedroom, one thick quilt and one thin blanket.

Shi Yuke was afraid of the cold, so he had grabbed the thin blanket without even thinking.

Originally, he had intended to go to the guest room quietly, without disturbing anyone, to have some peace and quiet by himself.

But because she shouted like that, everyone knew he had a "cold" and was moving to the guest room to stay.

Gu Zhihao's temples were throbbing with pain.

Back when he was in the village, there were also matrilocal sons-in-law.

The life of a matrilocal son-in-law at home was very miserable; whenever things didn't go well, he would be scolded by his parents-in-law, or even kicked out in the middle of the night.

Shi Yucheng was certainly not that kind of person, but would he be very angry to see him suddenly move out of the bedroom?

If he were asked, what should he say?

He had not yet decided whether he wanted to continue, or how to continue.

Gu Zhihao was overthinking; he worried for quite a while, but there was no movement at all.

Not to mention his father-in-law, even Shi Liu didn't come up to ask a single word; a servant found a thick quilt and sent it to the guest room, and Shi Yuke personally helped her husband make the bed.

"Goodnight, husband."

She went back happily.

Gu Zhihao lay on the bed, covered by the thick quilt that still held his wife's body heat; it was indeed much warmer.

His heart felt warm, but his mind was still in a mess, even messier than before.

What should he do?

He simply couldn't bear to part.

But could he really manage to not mind his wife's past at all?

He minded; he minded very much.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Shi Yuke came to knock on the door again: "Husband, are you warm now?"

"I'm warm, you go back quickly."

"Okay."

The sound of footsteps at the door faded away... but returned in less than five minutes.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Husband, are you hungry? I'm hungry. I'll ask Sister Wang to cook some shredded chicken noodles; will you eat with me?"

Gu Zhihao:...

He said sullenly: "I'm not eating, go eat by yourself."

"The shredded chicken noodles Sister Wang cooks, Yuke used to love eating them the most. Later, after Yuke married husband, she didn't like eating the noodles Sister Wang cooked anymore, she only liked eating the food husband made..."

The door opened.

Her husband stood at the doorway with a look of resignation on his face: "I'll go cook the noodles."

"Great, husband, I'll keep you company."

Shi Yuke happily reached for her husband's hand, but was shaken off.

She was stunned: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I know, you're afraid of passing your cold to me; I'm not afraid."

She stubbornly took Gu Zhihao's hand again: "Dad said husband and wife are one, we should share good food together, and share the cold together."

Shi Yucheng was hiding in his room eavesdropping on the movement outside, and he was stunned when he heard this.

What he had actually said was—share joys and sorrows together.

The kitchen.

Gu Zhihao skillfully turned on the stove to cook noodles, while Shi Yuke stood at the kitchen doorway looking at him with an expression of adoration.

Of course, her mouth wasn't idle either, as she kept praising him: "My husband is so amazing, he can do everything; there is no meal my husband can't cook. My husband is a superman, and I am the happiest woman in this world..."

Usually, when hearing his wife praise him like this, Gu Zhihao would be smug.