136: Chapter 136: Want a Kiss?
136: Chapter 136: Want a Kiss?
Tang Chuxia stared at Tang Jianjun for a long ti.
She really didn’t understand why he thought of her that way.
“Second Brother, I’m asking if Gu Beihuai has returned.
I just made so money and plan to let him take it to the disaster area tomorrow to give to those children!”
She jingled the one hundred yuan from her pocket with pride.
Tang Jianjun was still unaware of the one hundred yuan matter.
Only after Tang Jianbing had finished speaking, Tang Jianjun knocked on Tang Chuxia’s head just like Madam Tang had, “You girl, do you even know what you’re doing?”
Feeling that if she continued to sit there, she’d be chased out again, Tang Chuxia promptly stood up and headed towards the door.
“Second Brother, I’m off to give the money!”
She ran off in a flash and disappeared.
Tang Jianbing, rubbing his chin, asked Tang Jianjun, “Do you feel sothing’s off with our little sister?”
Tang Jianjun seed unconcerned, “Isn’t it good that she’s not bullying others?
Would you rather go apologizing every day?”
Tang Jianbing shook his head.
Then forget about it.
Tang Chuxia ran all the way to the Gu Family’s doorstep.
Just as she was about to enter, she saw soone coming out and quickly hid to one side.
She happened to overhear Wu Haipeng telling Gu Beihuai, “The leader ant to release Tang Wanqiu, saying that her involvent with those people is far-fetched, but the main issue is that soone from the Yang Family has inquired about it!”
Gu Beihuai sneered, “So we release her just because the Yang Family inquired?”
Wu Haipeng lowered his voice, “It’s not just the Yang Family.
It’s the guy before Wen Wenqing, he reached out to the leader, and there’s nothing the leader could do!”
Gu Beihuai scoffed even louder, and Wu Haipeng sighed, “This matter was never ours to handle.
Better you stay out of it.
But how about the situation with Qin Zhan?”
Gu Beihuai didn’t make a sound.
Only after a long ti did he say, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, can’t get the dicine!
If worse cos to worst, I’ll make a trip out!”
Wu Haipeng rubbed his face, “It’s too dangerous.
You’re still not fully healed from your injury.
If you go out again, that would be…”
Before he could finish, Gu Beihuai cut him off, “Rember to co over early tomorrow!”
After Wu Haipeng had left, Gu Beihuai sneered, “Co out!”
Tang Chuxia, with an awkward laugh, scuffled over from the corner wall.
She peeked around to make sure there was no one else before standing in front of Gu Beihuai with her hands behind her back, “How did you know it was ?”
Gu Beihuai really wanted to say that it was the unique scent on Tang Chuxia that he could recognize without even trying.
He didn’t speak, and Tang Chuxia spread her hand in front of him, “What’s this supposed to an?”
Seeing the money in her palm, Gu Beihuai raised an eyebrow.
Tang Chuxia gestured for him to take the money, “I earned it.
It’s a contribution for the children in the disaster area.
It’s not much, but it represents my heart!”
Gu Beihuai was taken aback.
He hadn’t expected Tang Chuxia to be so generous.
This was one hundred yuan, not just one yuan.
Seeing that Gu Beihuai wouldn’t take the money, Tang Chuxia stuffed the bills into his shirt pocket.
She even patted it down.
“Aren’t you going to invite in to sit?”
Tang Chuxia poked Gu Beihuai’s chest with her finger, her eyes full of hope.
Gu Beihuai was really afraid that sending her away at this mont wouldn’t look good.
He knocked her mischievous hand aside and turned to lead the way into the house.
Tang Chuxia chuckled.
She followed him inside, arriving at Gu Beihuai’s room, which was exactly as she saw it the last ti—the blocks of a tofu-like blanket still causing the corners of her eyes to twitch uncontrollably.
She still preferred a spread-out blanket rather than this folded one.
As she approached the desk, she pulled out the chair to sit down, but the cold discouraged her, so she ended up sitting on Gu Beihuai’s bed, ignoring the frown on his face.
“You just ntioned to Brother Haipeng that Tang Wanqiu had been let go.
Is that true?”
Tang Chuxia took the initiative to ask, and Gu Beihuai didn’t hide the truth from her, nodding his head.
“Who is the second husband that Wen Wenqing married?” Tang Chuxia rembered that such a character was ntioned in the book, but the description wasn’t very detailed.
She only knew he was a high-ranking official in Beijing.
“Jin Beiyang!”
Tang Chuxia searched her mory and, truth be told, didn’t have much of an idea.
Gu Beihuai continued, “Jin Haidong’s father!”
Tang Chuxia was shocked, “So Jin Haidong’s real mother is Wen Wenqing?”
Gu Beihuai shook his head, “No!”
Tang Chuxia clicked her tongue, finding these relationships quite interesting.
When she had read the book before, Tang Chuxia had never really paid attention to characters other than the protagonists, which ant that her mory of the book wasn’t complete.
She had neglected the rich emotional history of a character like Wen Wenqing.
She stood up, walked over to Gu Beihuai, pushed him down into the chair, and took a pen from the pocket of his shirt on the left side.
Then she found a blank notebook on the desk and began to draw.
With just a few strokes, several characters appeared on the paper, vivid and lifelike.
Using several arrows to illustrate, she said, “After Wen Wenqing’s engagent to my father was canceled, she married Yang Chao, the biological father of Tang Wanqiu, right?
But after they left their daughter with my parents, Wen Wenqing divorced Yang Chao and imdiately entered the embrace of a high-ranking official in Beijing, which must be an exaggeration—it’s more likely his son, Jin Beiyang, right?”
Gu Beihuai nodded, resting his hand on the table and leaning over to watch Tang Chuxia draw.
“But Jin Haidong is the sa age as Tang Wanqiu, which ans either they are twins, or they don’t have the sa mother!”
Tang Chuxia drew a question mark, “Given Wen Wenqing’s situation, Jin Haidong must have been born to Jin Beiyang and so other woman.
How exactly did Wen Wenqing manage to rise to her position?”
She looked up at Gu Beihuai, who pointed at Jin Haidong and drew a circle with his finger, “He grew up by Elder Jin’s side.
As for who Jin Haidong’s mother is, no one knows!”
Tang Chuxia was surprised, “And Jin Beiyang doesn’t object at all?”
Gu Beihuai shook his head, “According to the information we’ve gathered, he didn’t show any objection and even seed extrely averse to this son.
Had it not been for the fact that Wen Wenqing had been unable to have children, he probably wouldn’t even want to recognize his son!”
Yet Tang Chuxia tapped Wen Wenqing’s na with her pen, “Then why did Wen Wenqing divorce Jin Beiyang?”
Based on the situation, it was clear that Jin Beiyang must have loved Wen Wenqing dearly, even to the point of having a poor relationship with his own family.
“Jin Beiyang died!”
Tang Chuxia gasped, “How could that be?”
Gu Beihuai pointed at Jin Haidong, “This was just confird today.
We also learned that Jin Haidong’s mother has in fact always been with the Jin Family.
Wen Wenqing was kicked out, but the Jin Family didn’t want her to bear the title of a Jin widow, so they had Jin Beiyang divorce Wen Wenqing before his death!”
He finished speaking and looked at Tang Chuxia.
“At the sa ti, I’ve received information that Tang Wanqiu seems to have always been aware of Wen Wenqing’s existence and even maintained contact with her, the initial contact dating back to three years ago!”
Tang Chuxia was stunned, involuntarily shivering.
She bit her lip in thought, not knowing what she had contemplated, but her lips had turned white from the pressure.
Just as they seed about to be bitten through, a hand clasped her cheeks.
“Relax your mouth!”
Gu Beihuai reminded in a low voice, and Tang Chuxia obediently opened her mouth, sparing her lips which were on the brink of being ruined.
She blinked blankly a few tis, then suddenly smiled.
“Do you want a kiss?”
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