The aning is very clear.
"This..." Yuan Yi seed hesitant, but Miss Ji’s instructions were not sothing he could change.
After pondering for a mont, he handed over the car keys.
...
The nephew’s cetery is not a place you can enter casually, but Yuan Yi had inford them in advance, so how long Wanxia stayed was not an issue.
Aunt Xu’s tombstone wasn’t here, so she only bought two bouquets of lilies.
One for her grandfather, and another for Xia Qian.
This was the first ti Wanxia had co here after returning to An City, and even without being drunk, she spoke a lot of murmurs in front of her grandfather’s tombstone.
But when she stood in front of Xia Qian’s tombstone, she was so silent it was as if she didn’t exist.
She just looked at the photograph on the tombstone under the dim streetlight, without saying a word.
Wanxia seed to be trapped in her mories, lost, and thus failed to notice Xu Qiubai who had followed her.
After her figure disappeared from sight, Xu Qiubai erged from the darkness, put away his umbrella, and walked towards the tombstone.
The fine rain fell on him, his eyes gradually fogged with mist.
For a long ti.
He knelt on the cold stone slab, tentatively touching the black and white photo with his fingertip, his forehead resting against the tombstone, his eyes shut tightly.
A hoarse and rough voice spilled from his throat, like a caged beast, silently howling before death.
If soone approached then, they could faintly hear the murmurs, "Qianqian, Qianqian..."
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Before Xia Qian beca famous, she sang at a folk music bar, mostly attended by artistic youths, or playboys flirting with girls.
There were stories, drinks, and songs.
Wanxia wanted to drink and missed Xia Qian very much, so she drove to that bar.
The singer was a striking girl with dyed red hair and a voice with a kind of neutral beauty.
Wanxia ordered the strongest liquor, pouring glass after glass into her stomach. With the heating and the burn of alcohol, she took off her coat, leaving only a beige sweater.
Her drunken, dazed appearance seed quite tempting to the n.
The hunting n would pick soone like her.
But the last rich kid who tried to hit on Ji Wanxia publicly had his family’s business nearly driven to bankruptcy by Gu Shaozhi, and this incident had spread in their circle.
The rich young n around had the desire but not the courage, only daring to feast their eyes, but no one dared approach.
So Wanxia was free to do as she pleased.
Her phone kept ringing, which annoyed Wanxia extrely, so she casually dipped its edge and tossed it into the fish tank beside her, startling not only the fish but also the n around.
After all, the phone had been ringing for so long, and the na ’Gu Shaozhi’ flashing on the screen was seen by many.
However, her phone was waterproof, so even subrged in the fish tank, it remained intact, although the vibration was quieter.
It was the bar owner who first noticed sothing was off with Wanxia, slumped over the bar. Knowing if anything happened to her, his bar might have to close, he hurriedly got soone to take her to the hospital.
...
"A large intake of alcohol, leading to acute alcohol poisoning. Fortunately, she was brought here in ti, or the consequences would have been unimaginable. Miss Ji’s current physical condition, if not careful with diet and rest, or properly regulated, may lead to worsening health, even potentially threatening life."
This was what the doctor said to Gu Shaozhi.
Wanxia was still unconscious, her face pale and weak, her breathing barely audible.
Gu Shaozhi stood by the hospital bed for a long ti, gazing at her bland little face, his dark eyes shifting from troubled shades to calm neutrality.
The hand clenched into a fist in his pocket of the suit pants gradually unclenched, the bulging veins on the back of his hand returning to tranquility.
The curve at the corner of his lips seed mocking, yet also indulgent, "Wanwan, you win."
...
The hospital room door opened, and Gu Shaozhi stepped out. Yuan Yi and Secretary Liu quickly stood up, waiting respectfully by the side.
Gu Shaozhi’s features were cold and reserved, his long legs crossing, the sound of his shoes on the floor echoing down the hallway.
"Secretary Liu, you stay and take care of Wanwan, Yuan Yi, co back to Qingshui Bay Villa with ."
The two subordinates answered respectfully, "Yes."
As the footsteps faded, Secretary Liu dared to lift her head. She felt there was sothing different about Mr. Gu, but she couldn’t pinpoint what.
Miss Ji’s most disliked place was the hospital, yet recently it had beco her second ho.
Clearly knowing her health was in terrible shape and shouldn’t have been drinking, yet she almost drank herself to King Yama’s door.
It was as if... intentionally.
...
When Wanxia woke up, it was already the next day.
The rain, which had been falling on and off for over half a month, had stopped, and the long-missed sun rose from the horizon, its rays entering the hospital room, dispelling so of the dampness.
Soone knocked on the door, Secretary Liu thought it was Mr. Gu, but it was Yuan Yi who entered, as she’d imagined if it were Mr. Gu, he wouldn’t knock.
Yuan Yi handed the item in his hand to Wanxia, respectfully saying, "Miss Ji, this is what Mr. Gu asked to bring to you."
It was her bag, containing only a few items, her ID card, and a plane ticket bound for Qing City.
Wanxia glanced at it, a faint curve at the corner of her lips.
In the hazy state last night, soone had laughed bitterly and whispered in her ear, "Wanwan, I’ve let you go."
Yes, everyone’s patience has its limits.
Wanxia stretched lazily, her tone light, "It’s been hard on you guys during this ti."
When she took out her ID card and plane ticket, Secretary Liu and Yuan Yi saw clearly, their aning was self-evident.
Secretary Liu finally understood what the strangeness she felt when Mr. Gu left last night was, it was defeat.
Defeat.
Even four years ago, when the Gu Family faced a massive crisis and almost couldn’t hold on, Mr. Gu had never shown such emotion.
So, this ti, it was really over.
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Shen Weiyi’s concerts ran for a total of ten shows, across ten different cities, each making headlines.
As the year-end approached, it was the season of major award ceremonies.
The most anticipated event in the music industry was the Golden lody Awards. For the past years, the wildly popular star Shen Weiyi had missed out on the title ’Golden Song Queen.’
Many speculated that this year would undoubtedly be hers.
Shen Weiyi had already changed into the evening gown prepared for the red carpet tonight, sitting in front of the dressing table, with staff surrounding her to do her makeup and hair.
Her phone was in her hand, so she saw it imdiately when a call ca in.
The note on the screen was two characters: Shaozhi.
Shen Weiyi froze, and her sharp-eyed manager noticed, promptly urging the staff to step outside.
Once the door was closed, the hotel room returned to silence.
So the vibration sound was particularly distinct.
Shen Weiyi knew Xu Qiubai had awoken and was also aware that Ji Wanxia had left An City for many days, and the atmosphere at the Gu Family was gloomy every day.
Even when occasionally encountering him at the company, he never gave her any extra attention; it had been like this for four years, and she never felt particularly sad.
Business matters were all conveyed through subordinates, making this number the quietest in her phone.
Why would he call her today?
Even as she pressed the answer button, she was still in a daze, doubting whether it was really him calling, "...Shaozhi?"
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