As the end of the workday approached, Gu Qianxi was resting in his office when his assistant suddenly ca to report.
"Dean Gu, there’s a Mrs. Han outside requesting to see you."
Gu Qianxi’s slightly narrowed, deep eyes abruptly opened. Then, he adjusted his clothing and sat up straight.
"Let her in!"
Monts later, Han Yan walked in, her expression visibly unpleasant.
Gu Qianxi’s gaze was calm as he looked at her. "Mrs. Han, you’re here to see again?"
Han Yan angrily plopped down into the chair, her sharp eyes scrutinizing Gu Qianxi from head to toe.
He was strikingly handso and tall. A man like this, mature and charming, spending every day with her daughter—if she developed feelings for him, it seed inevitable.
"Dean Gu, may I be so bold as to ask, how old are you this year?" Han Yan asked directly, her heart truly troubled.
"Twenty-seven," Gu Qianxi replied flatly.
A man at twenty-seven was at his pri—golden age. For a woman of typical marriageable age, it wasn’t considered old; in fact, he was quite young.
However, Han Yan couldn’t forget that her daughter would turn eighteen in just a few days. She and Gu Qianxi were wildly mismatched.
"Dean Gu, can I ask if you’ve always thought of Keke purely as a niece under your care?" Han Yan figured that Gu Qianxi might still be unaware of her daughter’s feelings, which was why she chose this probing manner to ask.
Gu Qianxi’s perfectly shaped brows arched slightly. "Mrs. Han, why do you keep asking these questions? Do you feel sothing is amiss?"
"A mature man and a blossoming teenage girl, living together under one roof—it’s inherently problematic," Han Yan said sharply. She had already investigated Gu Qianxi and learned that his parents were no longer alive, leaving only him and Keke living together at ho.
Touching on this sensitive topic, Gu Qianxi’s expression shifted slightly.
"Do you truly believe there’s a problem here, Mrs. Han?" Gu Qianxi’s tone grew noticeably colder as he responded.
Han Yan let out a heavy sigh, then summoned the authority of a protective mother as she sternly stated, "This is no minor issue. Keke is at an age where emotions awaken, and with a man as outstandingly attractive as you constantly nurturing and caring for her, it’s easy to influence her personality. Have you considered—what if Keke falls for you? What then?"
Gu Qianxi’s expression remained completely calm, his response resolute and domineering. "If she loves , I’ll marry her!"
"What?" Han Yan leapt up from her chair in shock, pointing angrily at him as she yelled, "Gu Qianxi, have you even considered your age? How can you harbor such filthy thoughts? Keke is so young, she hasn’t even finished high school yet—"
"Mrs. Han, Keke is already an adult. She has the right to make her own choices, doesn’t she? You’ve been insinuating that I have improper intentions toward Keke. But let make it unmistakably clear—I will never abandon her or let her feel stranded and alone." Cutting Han Yan off, Gu Qianxi’s words carried a sharp edge, betraying his deep dissatisfaction. He had often wondered what kind of heartless parents would leave behind such a young child.
Han Yan suddenly seed as though her most painful wound had been ruthlessly exposed. Her entire body trembled as she clutched her face, overwheld by grief.
"I have never interfered with Keke’s choices. I hope you will also respect her decisions," Gu Qianxi said, his voice softening slightly.
Han Yan choked back sobs. "Gu Qianxi, I’m begging you—let my daughter go..."
Gu Qianxi’s sturdy fra jolted sharply. He turned his head, looking at Han Yan with a hint of disbelief.
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