Tang Yuxiu said, "It’s ti to counterattack, Shuyang. Give the orders; all departnts need to be vigilant lately. As for the things Newcor is doing against the Tang Family behind the scenes, you handle it."
"Yes, President, I’ll get started on it right away."
"You may leave now."
You Shuyang stepped out, glancing back at the closed office door. Had sothing happened to Young Master Tang? Why did he seem so particularly repressed?
Tang Yuxiu swiveled his chair, his eyes looking out the floor-to-ceiling window. Being atop this high building, he only felt a wave of loneliness.
He wouldn’t let go of Gu Yan, yet now was not the ti.
Soday, he would make her co back, even if she was unwilling; she would have no chance of leaving him!
He rembered when Tang Mubei asked him that hypothetical question; his internal answer was never to let go.
So, Gu Yan, we must be together to tornt each other. It’s impossible for each of us to endure loneliness and pain on our own.
Yanyan, we can’t even let ourselves go, so neither of us should try to let the other go, either.
The sky outside remained gloomy as if it could fall at any mont, suffocatingly binding one’s heart.
The hospital.
The steward brought over a ho-cooked al, and the people sent by the old master arrived overnight, waiting outside the door.
"How is Miss?"
"She slept all night, which is good."
"Hmm, what is Miss doing now?"
"Miss got up quite early. I helped her wash up, and then she asked to leave. Perhaps she doesn’t want anyone to disturb her."
The steward nodded, indicating he understood.
He took two steps forward and knocked on the door, "Miss, I brought you breakfast."
There was a mont of silence from inside before Gu Yan’s sowhat weak voice ca, "Please co in."
Xiao Hui helped the steward open the door, and the steward brought the al inside.
Gu Yan lay quietly on the bed and politely greeted the steward as he entered.
"Uncle Fu."
The steward carefully placed the dishes he brought onto the dining table in front of Gu Yan, "Miss, you’re still weak, you need to eat well to regain your strength. Even if you don’t have an appetite, you must eat."
The words about having no appetite that were at the tip of Gu Yan’s tongue were swallowed back.
"Alright, Uncle Fu, I’ll eat now."
Gu Yan picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to silently eat her breakfast slowly.
The steward stood by watching her eat, rembering the forr young lady.
If the young lady knew her daughter had suffered so much over the years, she would certainly be heartbroken.
The steward felt heartbroken too, pitying the poor Miss who was supposed to be the apple of the family’s eye.
Gu Yan ate half of it but really couldn’t eat anymore.
She pressed her lips together and looked up at the steward with a pitiful look, "Uncle Fu, I really can’t eat anymore, let’s leave it at that."
The steward softened at Gu Yan’s expression, "If you can’t eat, then it’s okay. At noon, I’ll have the chef make sothing good for you again."
"Thank you, Uncle Fu." Gu Yan promptly put down her bowl and chopsticks.
The steward signaled for Xiao Hui to co in and clean up.
Gu Yan watched from her bed as Xiao Hui finished tidying and left, quiet for a mont before asking, "Uncle Fu, where’s Yan Shuo? Hasn’t he co over?"
The steward’s eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled, "The young master had to go to the company, and he’ll co to see you in the afternoon, Miss."
Gu Yan nodded, "Hmm, I know." She paused and said, "I don’t really bla him. He wasn’t aware, and it wasn’t intentional. It’s just that I and this child were not fated."
She wouldn’t be fated with Tang Yuxiu either.
So their last tie, or rather, redemption was also lost.
Gu Yan’s tone was calm, and the steward couldn’t discern any other emotions, seemingly genuinely unfazed.
Understandably, anyone going through so much in such a short ti likely wouldn’t be in good spirits.
Like Gu Yan, who, overnight, could remain so calm, even if it was an act, was quite remarkable.
The steward considered the possibility that all the experiences over the years taught her to hide all pain and silently endure it herself.
The thought made the steward feel more compassionate towards the young Miss who had been separated since childhood.
"Miss, when the young master cos, you should speak to him yourself. He’s very regretful; if you talk to him, he may soon be relieved."
"Hmm, I’ll talk to him when he cos."
"How do you feel physically, Miss?" the steward changed the subject.
"I’m alright, you don’t have to worry, I won’t be negative, I’ll take good care of my body."
The steward was very relieved, "That’s good."
"By the way, Uncle Fu, who are the three people outside? When did they arrive?"
When she woke up early, the three people were already there. The girl even helped her wash up, which she was quite unaccustod to.
The girl seed like soone who wouldn’t speak much, not to ntion the two bodyguards, who were very stern and unsmiling, so she didn’t ask much nor say much, just waited for the steward or Yan Shuo to arrive and ask.
The steward answered, "Those three were sent by the old master, which is your mother’s father, your grandfather."
Grandfather...
For Gu Yan, this was a very unfamiliar term.
Her father was an orphan; she had no grandparents, and her mother never spoke of her family, so she’d naturally assud her mother was an orphan too, and thus believed she had no maternal grandparents.
Now, she suddenly found she had a grandfather.
This feeling was very complicated, and she didn’t know how to express it.
If not for the truth about her parents’ deaths, she might have been simply happy, but now, having endured so much and such pain, even learning she had relatives, the happiness was lessened.
She beca conflicted, both happy and sad.
Life is always like this; when you gain sothing, you also lose sothing.
She gained long-lost relatives but lost Tang Yuxiu, who had been by her side.
They finally had no obstacles to being together easily.
But unexpectedly, such a truth rendered the word ’obstacle’ unnecessary; it was despair.
Faced with a future without a visible endpoint, she stood alone in the fog, uncertain of where to go.
The steward looked at Gu Yan, who seed lost in thought, sighed slightly, and said, "Miss, the old master misses you deeply and wishes to treat you well, to give you all he couldn’t give the young lady, all that you’ve missed over the years. Please don’t hold any resentnt towards the old master. He’s in his twilight years and only wishes for you and the young master to be well."
In fact, after severing ties with his daughter, the master of the Yan Family regretted it long ago, but he was always strong and proud, unable to lower himself.
Originally, they could have avoided everything that happened later, but due to so events at the ti, the master of the Yan Family withdrew all spies in a fit of rage.
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