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On the second and third day, Fu Chengyi took her to different places, but Fu Hange's heart remained calm and unmoved, simply because someone else had already taken over her heart.
To put her mind at ease when she got home at night, she spent every night intimately with Gu Yuan.
Three days later—
Mingheng's condition has deteriorated to the point of no return.
Fu Hange personally sought out Fu Chengyi and asked, "When are you going to do what you promised me?"
Fu Chengyi said with a somewhat solemn expression, "Now my dad refuses to let go. You know, Mingheng has always suppressed him. Now that he finally has a chance, how could he let go so easily?"
"But you promised me." Fu Hange's tone was somewhat urgent.
Fu Chengyi comforted her, "I will do my best to help you."
Helping her is also helping Gu Yuan.
Fu Hange felt inexplicably sad, and she almost managed to say, "Thank you."
Fu Cheng opened his hand, pretending to be nonchalant: "No need to thank me, I just didn't want to see you sad."
I just don't want to see you sad.
Fu Hange returned with a single sentence in her mind, feeling somewhat dazed.
It seems that all the love she couldn't feel from Gu Yuan could be felt from Fu Chengyi, but the better he treated her, the more guilty she felt.
——
Gu Yuan returned in the evening. As soon as he entered, Fu Hange leaned close to him and asked, "How did it go?"
His expression was solemn, his face shrouded in gloom, making him appear even more somber.
"If I'm not mistaken, it won't last more than a few days," he replied.
Fu Hange's heart tightened, and she asked worriedly, "Isn't there any other way?"
Fu Chengyi clearly promised her that he would suppress this matter as soon as possible, so why is it getting worse and worse?
Gu Yuan spoke slowly and deliberately: "Mingheng's biggest partners have all left, which is equivalent to draining half of the foundation. If Mingheng is a tall building, it will be shaky and crumbling without a foundation."
His explanation was too profound, and Fu Hange only grasped the general idea in a daze.
She grabbed his hand. "Aren't you supposed to be so amazing? Is there really no way to salvage this?"
Gu Yuan chuckled, then walked around Fu Hange and went to take a shower.
She simply couldn't understand how he could be so at ease at a time like this.
Seeing Gu Yuan come out, Fu Hange sat down next to him and asked, "What exactly are you thinking?"
He looked into the distance and after a while said softly, "I was thinking, if I let you go with Fu Chengyi, would that be a good place? At least he can provide you with all the material comforts you need."
Fu Hange inexplicably felt a surge of anger: "Am I that kind of person?"
Did he always see her as the kind of materialistic woman who only cared about money?
Gu Yuan's deep face was faintly visible in the darkness. Actually, he didn't think she was a materialistic woman. He was just afraid that he couldn't give her what she wanted. How could a man who couldn't give her anything dare to talk about love so easily?
Just like young love, even knowing that the two of you will eventually break up, even knowing that you can't give each other anything, you still insist on being together, and in the end, you just torture each other.
All he could do was provide her with all the security she needed for a living, instead of making her suffer with him.
Silence fell again. Fu Hange stared at him, her delicate brows furrowed and never relaxed.
Gu Yuan didn't say anything, just sat down next to her.
Everything reached a stalemate again. Gu Yuan sat silently in the darkness, surrounded by complete silence.
After a long while, he suddenly stood up and said softly, "It's late, go to sleep."