Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi

  This nickname wasn’t the most beautiful-sounding, yet he made it sound so affectionate. It was like an intoxicating wine falling on her heart as Yu Gangan fell weak like she was drunk.

  Her mind buzzed as though she was floating in a rough sea.

  She fixed her eyes on him. His dark eyes were deep and soft; there was nothing inside apart from his love for her.

  “If you regret one day, then tell me. I will stick to my words: I am not a clingy person,” Yu Gangan said faintly as she leaned softly in his arms and listened to his heartbeat.

  But, Fang Zhihan heard it clearly.

  With slight pity, he said, “I guess you’ll never see that day……”


  Yu Gangan’s heart suddenly felt sweet like it was full of honey.

  In a similar tone of voice, she replied, “Are you sure you don’t want to confirm? What if you see Gu Yanyu and you suddenly regret?”


  This time, Fang Zhihan did not reply to her. He simply stretch out his arm and patted her on the head, messing her hair. Yu Gangan looked in the mirror and saw that her hair looked like a bird’s nest. At first, she was shocked, but then she quickly burst into laughter.

  In response, she also reached out her hand to mess Fang Zhihan’s hair.

  But, the man was too tall. He simply leaned back a little and she couldn’t reach him. So, she tried to stand up. But, just as she did, the man suddenly picked her up horizontally in his arms……

  At the Gu Household.

  In the quiet living room, a middle-aged man was sitting on a black leather sofa. Even in his home clothes, the handsome man looked magnificent as his serious and cold expression glowed under the room lighting.

  A beautiful middle-aged woman walked out carrying a fruit platter. She placed the fruit platter on the coffee table and smiled at the middle-aged man. “Chen, I have tidied Xiao Yu’s room. I can’t wait until she’s back.”


  Gu Chen glanced at the woman and nodded his head.

  He did not say a word. His expression was simply cold and indifferent with no emotion.

  But, Mrs. Gu, Zhu Yulu, didn’t mind as she looked at her husband lovingly.

  Being able to marry this man was already the happiest and luckiest thing; she did not hope for him to love her. As long as she could be with him, help him give birth to a child, and accompany him, then she was content.

  Suddenly, the door to the living room was pushed open.

  Gu Shuling walked in slowly. She was mentally depressed and haggard as though she had suffered a huge blow.

  Seeing her daughter like this, Zhu Yulu froze for a moment before she quickly got up to greet her. With a worried and anxious expression, she asked, “Ling Ling, what’s wrong?”


  “Mom,” Gu Shuling looked at her mother with tears in her eyes like she had found a place to vent. All of a sudden, she pounced into her arms, hugged her and disregarded her image as she cried, “What do I do? I really have no chance, but I really like him. What do I do, Mom……?”


  Zhu Yulu understood the situation as soon as her daughter started talking.

  She held onto Gu Shuling tenderly and sighed, “Ling Ling, didn’t I already tell you that you’re not a good match? Why do you insist on clinging to him? Why must you have him?”


  Sitting on the sofa, Gu Chen looked at the mother and daughter. He furrowed his brows and said, “You are the heiress of the Gu Family, you can have any type of man you want. As long as you’re willing, I can arrange a blind date tomorrow and I can guarantee the other party won’t be any worse than Fang Zhihan.”