The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

“Captain, I do have a request to make of you,” Gu Juexi suddenly said, straightening his back.

“You will also make a request of me; what a miracle,” the old Captain grunted.

“Ye Shu,” Gu Jue said in a low voice.

“Ye Shu?” The old Captain paused for a moment before suddenly recalling the person. “The person who informed me about Cheng Jie’s case?”

“Yes, that’s him.” Gu Juexi said slowly, as if he was making a decision. “He is still alive but in the hands of Cheng Jie. I hope you can help me find him. If I don’t come back tomorrow, help me clear all his records.”

“Clear his records?” The old Captain hesitated. “What do you mean?”

“Meaning, literally. Back then, my brothers were killed at the hands of Cheng Jie, so I only want Cheng Jie’s life. So if you really feel that you didn’t do anything for me in the past, help me with this,” Gu Juexi said softly.

The Captain was quiet for a while before he said, “Ye Shu—he is your wife’s father, right?”

Gu Juexi did not answer.

The old Captain was no fool and quickly understood the crux of the issue.

“Gu Juexi, did you lose your principles after facing your wife?” The old Captain sneered.

Gu Juexi lowered his gaze as blue veins began bulging on the back of his tightly clasped hands. No matter what, Ye Shu and Bai Ying had painstakingly done everything for Ye Yuwei’s sake. There was no doubt that they loved Ye Yuwei. If he couldn’t come back, then at least Ye Shu could be by her side, allowing her to have someone to depend on.

In the end, the old Captain did not say anything but Gu Juexi knew that he had agreed.

Gu Juexi ended the call. He then received information from Yu Jiangqing—Cheng Jie had instructed Mike to ask him to be there at ten-thirty; he could only hold on until twelve o’clock at most.

In other words, if Bo Shen Enterprise’s fund utilization rate was less than 30% by twelve o’clock, the International Securities Regulatory Commission would neither freeze Bo Shen Enterprise’s funds nor suspend its business operations.

Gu Juexi’s face was expressionless; he merely looked at the information from Yu Jiangqing. On the laptop screen in front of him, a line of words flickered.

[Smile: Cheng Jie has been watching you these past two days.

Smile: And there is still no news of Ye Shu.

Smile: As of now, the data is far from enough for the condition required by the International Securities Regulatory Commission to suspend Bo Shen Enterprise.

Smile: Lao Bao has ruined all our plans.]

Gu Juexi slowly opened his eyes and stared at the still-flickering page on the screen.

Smile: Kill Lao Bao. Otherwise, it will be a fight to the death.

The last time I wrote a will was twelve years ago.]

After Gu Juexi sent that one message, there were no more messages from the other side.

Beside Gu Juexi’s hand laid a new will—only recently written. It was no longer the blank will from twelve years ago. Inside it were two divorce certificates which he had just recently gotten PA Wen to process through the back door.

The divorce certificate that Ye Yuwei had always wanted.

[Smile: If one person is full, the whole family will not go hungry; there is nothing much to write about.

Smile: Boss, what will you do if that person really is Ye Shu?

Smile: I must know the answer for this.

Fox: No.

Smile: What?

Fox: It’s nothing.

Smile: If possible, I want to shoot Lao Bao to death.]

So what if he shot Lao Bao to death? There was no way out.

Ye Yuwei—she was still the one he was most worried about.