What stung Mrs. Gu even more were the remaining photos and video screenshots.

At the entrance of Xinghe Academy, her arrogant son got out of the car and tidied the girl's wind-blown hair. When he looked down at her, his eyes held a focus and tenderness she had never seen before.

At the South Bay Resort by the sea, a girl in a light green dress looked up at him with her eyes crinkled in a smile, while her son held her hand, his face showing a relaxed and joyful expression she had never seen before.

And there were more: the embrace downstairs at the apartment building, the close contact in the car as he leaned over to help her fasten her seatbelt...

In every picture, in every clip, her son's gaze seemed glued to the girl named Su Qianqian, unable to look away.

She finally realized how tactful Zhao's words of affection were last night.

Mrs. Gu took a deep breath and gently traced her fingertips across the girl's pure and charming face on the screen.

What should she do?

9:30, Genting Apartments.

After hesitating for a long time, Gu Chengyu gently pushed open the door to the second bedroom and saw the small bulge on the bed move slightly.

He walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently embraced him, blanket and all.

"Qianqian," he said softly, with a hint of ingratiation.

"Would you like to get up and eat something? Aunt Zhang made some chicken porridge."

The person under the blanket remained motionless.

Gu Chengyu waited patiently, gently patting her back through the blanket with his fingers.

He knew she must be hungry now.

After a long while, a muffled voice came from under the covers: "Alright then..."

Gu Chengyu felt relieved and quickly lifted the blanket a little to reveal her fluffy, messy little head.

Her face was still a little pale, and her eyes were a little red, making her look pitiful.

"Get up if you're hungry, I'll carry you." His tone softened even more as he reached out to hug her.

Su Qianqian sat up on her own, avoiding his embrace, and whispered with her head down, "I can walk by myself."

After a night, she figured it out.

Even if the strategy fails and we face certain death more than a year later, that's a matter for the future.

She must live each day to the fullest now, and not let an outcome that hasn't even happened yet cause her to worry herself to death. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)