Before the al was finished, Shen Yanchen received a call from the company.
Gu Qimiao also returned to the hospital, her heart was filled with excitent all the way.
In an instant, she felt happier than having the whole world. The person she loved also loved her; how fortunate that was.
Dazed, she returned to the hospital. From the mont she walked into the ward, Gu Moming was watching her, seeing her absent-minded appearance, coldly asked, "How did it go?"
Hearing his voice, Gu Qimiao suddenly snapped back to reality, with an uncontrollable smile in her eyes.
Gu Moming frowned, thinking she went to ask Shen Yanchen for a divorce, shouldn’t she co back with a dejected face? Why was she smiling foolishly?
"What are you smiling at? How did things go?"
Gu Qimiao slightly restrained her smile and stamred, "...I didn’t ntion the divorce to him."
Gu Moming’s face suddenly changed color, before he could get angry, Gu Qimiao said, "Because I discovered a secret."
His face beca even uglier. Gu Qimiao didn’t have the mood to care about his expression now, she continued, "When I went, I found a notebook and a tal box in his drawer..."
Gu Moming impatiently interrupted her, "Get to the point!"
Gu Qimiao excitedly uttered four words, "He likes !"
Gu Moming’s pupils dilated, not believing that she actually found out.
"He has always liked , Brother Moming, he likes !" She repeated excitedly.
Completely unaware of Gu Moming’s increasingly ugly expression.
Still stubbornly twisted, "Stop being delusional, if he liked you, he would have been with you long ago."
"No, Brother Moming, I have evidence. I didn’t believe it at first either, but his notebook was full of things about , and the tal box was filled with photos of , starting from when I went to Italy with you, he..."
"Enough!" Gu Moming roared, interrupting her, "Even if he likes you, so what? Can he have a future? Can his family accept you? Didn’t you hide your illness when you got married? If they knew about your illness, would they still let you marry him?"
"I’ve told you before, they are from a prestigious family, how could they accept a woman with a hereditary illness as their daughter-in-law? What are you so happy about now?"
Gu Qimiao’s smile disappeared, being blocked by his words, unable to say anything in rebuttal.
Indeed, what was there to be happy about? What could she hope for with her illness?
"Quickly get the divorce done!"
Gu Qimiao didn’t make a sound, unwilling in her heart. Since they obviously liked each other, why did they have to separate?
But when she thought of walking the path with him, she didn’t have the courage in her heart.
Struggling, unable to make a decision for herself. If they got divorced, it would be regrettable.
But what did she have to stay with him?
"Sir, it’s here."
There was movent at the door of the ward. Gu Qimiao turned her head and saw Fang Shaobei walking in, led by a nurse.
"Teacher Fang? Why are you here?"
Fang Shaobei still looked as gentle and elegant as before, his smile as warm as ever. As he approached, he said, "I should have co to see you earlier, I just didn’t have the ti. It seems your condition is quite good."
Gu Qimiao put away her thoughts and nodded, "Yes, the doctor also said that I’m recovering well."
Fang Shaobei glanced at Gu Moming’s dark face and asked with a smile, "What’s wrong, another argunt?"
Gu Qimiao smiled awkwardly and denied, "...No."
Fang Shaobei looked at Gu Moming and said deliberately, "Then I guess I’m not very welco."
"No, no, he’s always like this," Gu Qimiao quickly explained.
Fang Shaobei didn’t mind, looking at Gu Qimiao, he said, "Actually, I ca today mainly to discuss sothing with you."
"What is it?"
"I’m planning to return to Italy. You are my prized student and capable assistant. I hope you can go with ."
Both Gu Qimiao and Gu Moming were stunned. Gu Moming was the first to react, looking at Gu Qimiao, waiting for her answer.
He also hoped to go back. Now, it seed that she was drifting further away from him, almost to the point of losing her.
He was a bit scared. If he lost her, what would he do?
More seriously, now she knew about Shen Yanchen’s feelings, which was disadvantageous for him.
Gu Qimiao hesitated for a mont before asking Fang Shaobei, "...When?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"...How long will you stay there?"
Fang Shaobei took a deep breath and said, "Maybe never coming back."
Gu Qimiao froze, silently thinking: never coming back...
That would an, she would never see Shen Yanchen again.
Fang Shaobei stared at her intently. In fact, he didn’t necessarily have to go back to Italy. He was forcing her to choose.
Seeing whether she would choose to stay and follow Shen Yanchen or leave with him.
He was also forcing himself. If he chose to leave, he would no longer remain silent, but would pursue her, though he wasn’t sure if there would be a chance.
Gu Qimiao thought for a while and replied, "I want to think about it..."
"Yes, give your answer by tomorrow, the flight is the day after tomorrow morning."
Gu Qimiao nodded, "...Okay."
After chatting about the studio for a while, he left.
Gu Qimiao saw him off downstairs and casually bought dinner and returned.
Gu Moming asked her, "What are you planning?"
Gu Qimiao paused in her eating, seeking his opinion, "What about you? Do you think we should go back?"
Perhaps fearing he would say to leave without hesitation, she continued, "I think your illness isn’t fully recovered, and your car repair shop is just starting to do well. Maybe we should stay."
"I think going back is better. You behave well, don’t have improper ideas. The car repair shop can be transferred or opened again in Italy. Besides, I prefer the life we’re used to." There would be no interference from Shen Yanchen, just him and her.
Gu Qimiao pressed her lips together, voicing her true feelings, "...I want to stay here, even if I can’t be with him."
Gu Moming suddenly beca displeased, slamd his chopsticks, and sternly said, "So you want to guard him for life?!"
Gu Qimiao softly said, "...I just want to be closer to him, sotis being able to see him is good enough..."
Her voice choked, revealing her longing.
Listening to her openly expressing her love for Shen Yanchen, it felt like a heavy stone lodged in his heart.
With inexplicable anger, he swept the dishes off the table with his hand, leaving a ss all over the floor.
Frightened, she was dumbfounded, trembling, with tears of grievance. She said nothing, didn’t eat the al, and silently crouched down to clean up the ss on the floor...
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