A hint of guilt flashed across Yun Wanqing's eyes, but she immediately said, "What do you mean? Don't you believe me?"

"Just tell me, where did that money go?" Li Xiaoyun suddenly wanted to hear the truth from her.

“I’ve already paid the sales office,” Yun Wanqing said, a thought suddenly occurring to her. “I’ve taken a liking to a property, but even after paying all the money, it’s still not enough. Mom, can you help me find some more money?”

Li Xiaoyun looked troubled: "I've entrusted all my belongings to you."

"We still have this one, right?" Yun Wanqing shrugged dismissively. "Sell this one and buy a new one. It's a good deal!"

"Don't delay this. Go sell it tomorrow," Yun Wanqing ordered.

“Houses are not like jewelry; you can’t just sell them off,” Li Xiaoyun replied.

"That's none of my business. Anyway, I've already paid all the money. Don't blame me if I can't get the house." After saying that, Yun Wanqing went into the room and slammed the door shut.

Li Xiaoyun sat there blankly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Why is it so hard to get my daughter to say something like that?!

Instead of telling her the truth, her daughter tried to trick her into selling the house to pay off her debts!

She couldn't understand when her Qingqing had become like this!

...

Gu Fanyan has been resting at home for two days.

Seeing that her spirits had improved considerably, Gu's mother finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Try this," said Gu's mother, bringing over a bowl of nutritious soup. "It was made by Murong himself."

Gu Fanyan was taken aback. "Mom, how could you let someone else go into the kitchen?"

Murong Mo has been staying at the Gu family's house for the past few days. Although he stayed to take care of Gu Fanyan, he is still a guest.

“He didn’t treat himself like a guest at all,” Gu’s mother smiled slightly. “Yan’er, I’m good at judging people. When you’re looking for a husband, you should find one who is considerate of you.”

Gu Fanyan pursed her lips: "Mom, it's not time to talk about that yet."

"Murong's mother has come to the city," Gu's mother suddenly said. "Should I entertain her outside or at home?"

Gu Fanyan asked in surprise, "Why did you come so suddenly? Why did you come? Did Murong Mo tell you?"

"Murong Mo's mother's aunt is also a cultural celebrity in the city. A few days ago, she hosted a small party to welcome her niece. The people invited to attend were all very important."

Gu's mother was also one of the invited guests.

Gu Fanyan was a little confused: "You've already met Aunt Murong?"

“Don’t be so surprised,” Mrs. Gu smiled. “None of us have talked about you. We have so much to talk about… But I think she is a very sensible elder.”

Gu Fanyan was even more surprised, as she rarely heard her mother speak so highly of others.

"Yan'er, I think you should give Murong an explanation," Gu's mother said seriously.

Gu Fanyan understood.

Murong Mo didn't mention his mother to her, which meant he was giving her the initiative.

That evening, Gu Fanyan came to the back garden alone and stopped in front of a secluded courtyard wall.

The area is covered with climbing vines, and several kinds of flowers are particularly beautiful.

No one could see that there was a hole in the corner of the wall.

Because no one noticed, it has been left until today.

Suddenly, a warm feeling gently enveloped her.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice Murong Mo coming to her side and draping a coat over her shoulders.

"It's getting cold," Murong Mo said softly.

"Thank you." Gu Fanyan lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes concealing her thoughts.

Murong Mo looked up and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips: "You've been looking at this wall for a long time, but I can't see anything special about it."

Gu Fanyan said, "I planted all these flowers."

Murong Mo was somewhat surprised, "These climbing plants have thorns."

He looked down at her hand.

Her hands were slender, white, soft, long, and delicate. It was quite heartbreaking to see them get pricked by the thorns on those plants.

Gu Fanyan smiled bitterly. There were some things she didn't say. What he saw in her was nothing more than her beautiful appearance.

Just like this wall, at this moment he only sees the beauty of the blooming flowers, and would never imagine that there is a hole in the corner of the wall.

If he knew her true nature, would he still see her as a beautiful flower in the night?

"I heard your mother came to the city?" Gu Fanyan asked.

"She's just here to visit relatives and friends." Murong Mo's handsome eyes held surprise and anticipation.

"I'd like to invite her to dinner to thank you for taking care of me during this time, is that alright?"

As Gu Fanyan spoke, she looked away. She wasn't that cruel. "What kind of dishes does she like? I'll arrange the restaurant."

So thoughtful.

But thoughtfulness can sometimes equate to alienation.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Murong Mo's eyes, but he was still very happy. "My mother will be very happy to know that you invited her. It doesn't matter which restaurant we eat at."

Gu Fanyan smiled slightly and nodded.

The next day, she invited Yun Suiwan to go with her to choose a restaurant and order dishes.

Gu's mother wanted to go with her, but Gu Fanyan refused, saying she wanted to chat with Yun Suiwan while she was there.

Gu's mother could only suppress her worries, but in reality, even after Gu Fanyan's car had been gone for a long time, she still hadn't looked away.

"With Miss Yun here, we're not afraid of Yun Wanqing causing any trouble," the butler reassured Gu's mother.

Mother Gu nodded, then shook her head: "What I'm worried about is Yan'er and Murong's relationship; it might not go so smoothly."

Yun Suiwan accompanied Gu Fanyan to look at several restaurants, and finally chose one that served fusion cuisine.

It wasn't lunchtime yet, so the two sat by the window and carefully selected from the menu that the restaurant manager had brought them.

The hotel manager stayed by their side attentively, explaining things to them from time to time.

They are truly distinguished guests. Regardless of how much business they bring in, as long as we get their positive reviews, the restaurant's prestige will at least rise two notches.

At this moment, a waiter came over and whispered to the manager, "Manager, the VIP in VIP room number 3 has arrived."

It turns out it's already lunchtime.

Today, a VIP guest also arrived in VIP room number 3. It was arranged in advance, and the manager was needed to serve the food and explain things to the guest he brought.

"Manager, you can go ahead and get busy. We've almost finished making our selections," Gu Fanyan waved her hand.

The manager was extremely grateful. "Please have your meal here today, I'll pay the bill."

After the manager left, Yun Suiwan said, "You've gone to such lengths to entertain Murong's mother, are you really planning to settle down with him?"

"If I could get engaged to Lu Dongjue back then, Murong Mo can't be any less," Gu Fanyan teased with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yun Suiwan knew that she was using teasing to cover up her confusion.

At this moment, Yun Suiwan received a message from Lin Zhibai.

I'm in box number 8.

Yun Suiwan glanced at Gu Fanyan, who was staring blankly at the cup in her hand, unaware of anything unusual.

Yun Suiwan didn't make it clear at the end of the year.

Taking advantage of going to the restroom, Yun Suiwan arrived at VIP room number 8.

Lin Zhibai was the only one in the private room.

"You're not stalking Sister Fanyan, are you?" Yun Suiwan asked.

Otherwise, how come he's everywhere?!

Lin Zhibai unconsciously swirled the cup in his hand: "Are we entertaining Murong Mo's mother here?"

Yun Suiwan raised her eyebrows: "You're quite the gossipmonger! What, trying to sabotage things?"