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Gu Yuan was very cautious this time. He first observed his surroundings and only left the hotel after confirming that Tang Qiang's men were not watching him. But as soon as he went out, he didn't know where to go. It was the middle of the night and there was no one on the street. Only the snow was falling like goose feathers, so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
After what happened that year, he never liked snow again. No matter how beautiful or intoxicating it was, he always hated the weather. It was in winter that he lost his dearest loved one!
Gu Yuan was only wearing a thin sweater when he came out, without a coat to keep warm. Standing in the snow now, he was truly chilled to the bone. That woman had made him so angry that he had recklessly run out like this.
Remembering her earlier mention of being pregnant, Gu Yuan was so enraged that he kicked a ball of snow with all his might, sending it scattering on the opposite side of the road. He kicked it repeatedly, but his anger didn't seem to subside; in fact, it seemed to grow even hotter. This damned woman always found a way to infuriate him, and yet he couldn't do anything about it.
Tang Qiang's dinner party last time had also angered him; she openly flirted with other men and then went home dressed so indecently. But even so, what was he angry about? Why was he so angry? Her pregnancy was her business; he had just asked her who it was, but she hadn't answered for a long time, so the answer was obvious. But why was he so furious, to the point of losing control?
Gu Yuan continued kicking at the snow, seemingly leaving the surrounding area riddled with craters, yet he didn't feel tired, just venting his frustration. He kept telling himself that he was only using her, nothing more!
As dawn approached, Fu Hange clearly felt the other side of the bed sink deeper, and the blanket seemed to be lifted, before returning to stillness. Gu Yuan's scent lingered between them. Since he left, she hadn't slept well at all, having several dreams all about him, all about him making her abort the child and severing all ties with her forever.
Although it was a dream, Fu Hange felt it was so real that Gu Yuan might really have treated her that way.
On the night of the 30th, the cold was biting, and a fierce wind blew incessantly outside, as if trying to blow one's heart away.
The next day was the final day, the moment of truth. Gu Yuan called Fu Hange early and they went out together, packing everything. As soon as they stepped outside, his secretary immediately came up to them and handed Gu Yuan a file folder. "This is the copy that President Tang has already signed. Once President Gu signs it, we'll be one family."
Fu Hange rolled her eyes inwardly, disgusted by the secretary in front of her. If she really trusted them, why did she send someone to keep an eye on them, and why did she claim they were family? Deep down, she probably didn't think that way.
Without a word, Gu Yuan took the file folder. It was full of pages, making Fu Hange dizzy. Gu Yuan, on the other hand, was efficient. He pulled out a pen, quickly signed three neat characters, and then took one of the two files and gave it to his secretary.
He took Fu Hange's hand and left, not forgetting to turn back and say, "Go back and tell your CEO Tang that she and I are getting married."
Fu Hange didn't hear what was said after that, only remembering that Tang Qiang was still behind them offering his blessings. Then Gu Yuan took her hand and walked faster and faster, and she could hardly keep up with the pace. Her mind was filled with Gu Yuan's words from earlier, "I'm going to marry Yan Yan."
Tang Qiang could clearly sense a chill emanating from Gu Yuan. Perhaps he had only agreed to deceive Tang Qiang, to make him believe them more, thus ensuring a longer-lasting cooperation between Gu Yuan and Tang Qiang. Thinking about it this way, this possibility couldn't be ruled out. His earlier excitement vanished completely, replaced by disappointment.