Chapter 114: Zhao Pingquan starts a live broadcast to look for his daughter
Lu Zhenzhu struggled, "Can you sleep with my back on you?"
"The doctor told me to lie down flat. Ah Zhu, please stop moving. If you move any more, my wound will split and I'll have to bandage it again. The nurse will also say you're not taking good care of me."
Gu Huai is now sleeping on his side, careful not to touch the wound.
Lu Zhenzhu stopped struggling, thinking of the wound on his abdomen. "The doctor told you to sleep lying flat on your back, so just lie flat on your back."
The man looked at her face and said, "I want to hold you."
Lu Zhenzhu didn't understand the meaning of Gu Huai pretending to be affectionate now.
She no longer had any hopes or expectations for him.
His injury had not healed, so she had to stay in the hospital with him.
Lu Zhenzhu lay flat on her back, not pushing the man's arm that was resting on her arm. "Lie flat."
Gu Huai raised the corners of his lips and slept lying flat on his back.
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The next day, Lu Zhenzhu woke up early and got out of bed before the nurse came to make her rounds.
Gu Huai opened his eyes as soon as she left his arms, and couldn't help laughing when he saw her guilty look.
"We are a married couple, what are you afraid of?"
Lu Zhenzhu was too lazy to pay attention to him.
He was thick-skinned and didn't think anything of it. After all, he was a patient, and what the nurse said was about her.
"What would you like to eat in the morning? Assistant Li will be here soon." Gu Huai grabbed the phone from the bedside table and prepared to call Assistant Li.
"It's all right. He can eat whatever he brings." Lu Zhenzhu went to wash up after she finished speaking. When she came out and looked at her phone, she found that Jiang Sesu had sent her a text message last night.
"I heard that you stabbed Ah Huai. Was it a trick to play hard to get or do you really want to divorce Ah Huai? If you really want a divorce, I can help you. You can come to the hospital to find me."
Lu Zhenzhu didn't reply to her.
Jiang Sesu is not trustworthy.
The two began to cooperate as agreed, but secretly framed her.
Before, she thought she could rely on Jiang Sese to get Gu Huai to agree to divorce, but now she understands.
Jiang Sesu couldn't let Gu Huai divorce her.
About half an hour later, Special Assistant Li came to the ward, carrying breakfast for two people and a brown paper bag.
Lu Zhenzhu was eating pot-sticker dumplings and was accidentally scalded by the soup inside. She fanned herself with her hands, and Gu Huai wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth with paper and handed warm water to her mouth.
"Eat slowly, there's no rush."
Lu Zhenzhu took the warm water and drank two sips. When her mouth was no longer hot, she continued eating.
After breakfast, the nurse changed Gu Huai's dressing and bandaged him. After the nurse left, Assistant Li handed the brown paper bag to Gu Huai.
Gu Huai raised his right hand and waved at her, "Come here."
Lu Zhenzhu didn't move, leaning against the wall and continuing to pass the level, without even blinking, completely ignoring him.
Gu Huai was not angry. He got out of bed and stood in front of her, looking down at her playing Happy Candy Crush.
Although the man didn't say a word, his burning gaze made it difficult for people to concentrate on playing the game. Lu Zhenzhu quit the game with an unhappy look on her face.
"If you have something to say, just tell me. If nothing else, can we just play our own games?"
Special Assistant Li stood by, silently glancing at Mr. Gu's wound.
With Madam’s attitude, Mr. Gu’s injury might have been in vain.
"Husband and wife are birds of a feather, but they fly away separately when disaster strikes. Just because Gu's company hasn't gone bankrupt, you're going to follow me and fly away separately?" Gu Huai took the tablet from her hand and handed her the brown paper bag.
"Gu Corporation will not go bankrupt in my hands, so don't even think about leaving."
Lu Zhenzhu looked at the brown paper bag between her legs, confused.
"What's this?"
"Open it and take a look."
There was no need to keep it a secret. Under his gaze, Lu Zhenzhu opened the brown paper bag and took out the things inside. When she saw the contents of the paper clearly, she was surprised.
It's a gallery.
She thought he was just talking to coax her, but she didn't expect him to do it.
Lu Zhenzhu felt mixed emotions, unable to describe what she was feeling, but deep down she was happy.
This is her property.
No, this is not entirely her property, it is the common property of the couple.
“Can the gallery be owned by me alone?”
Gu Huai understood what she meant. His handsome face showed no emotion. He just looked down at her with a sharp gaze. "Are you still thinking about divorce at this time?"
Lu Zhenzhu put the contract into a brown paper bag. "If you refuse to divorce me now, what should I do if you decide to divorce me one day and ask me to leave the house? There's nothing wrong with me planning for my own future."
"We've been together for so many years, and there's not much I ask of you."
Before she decided to divorce, she hardly ever asked for anything, and it was Gu Huai who gave it to her.
Although many people say that you should just tell him what you want, how can he know if you don't tell him? He is not a worm in your stomach.
But there is a difference between asking for some things and giving them voluntarily.
There is no shame in taking the initiative, but giving proactively brings more joy.
She pursed her lips and said, "I wasn't thinking about divorce just now. I was a little happy to see it."
Gu Huai handed the brown paper bag to Assistant Li, as there were still some procedures to be done.
"Okay, Special Assistant Li will find a lawyer. This is your personal property and has nothing to do with me."
Gu Huai pulled her up and said, "Since you are happy, shouldn't you let me be happy too?"
He leaned his face forward, making his gesture very clear.
Lu Zhenzhu saw Gu's mother.
Mother Gu took the brown paper bag from Li Te's assistant, opened it and looked at it. Her face darkened. "Xiao Huai, you spent your money to buy her a gallery. Why should it become her personal property? The gallery can be used by her, but it cannot belong to her alone."
Lu Zhenzhu didn't say anything.
If Gu Huai is willing to give it, she will accept it.
If he doesn't want to give it to her, she doesn't want it.
Gu Huai snatched the bag and handed it to Assistant Li, "You go and do it first."
Mother Gu wanted to stop her but was stopped by Gu Huai, "Mom, half of every penny I earn belongs to Ah Zhu. It is our joint property. She is spending her money."
Mother Gu was displeased. "Don't tell me these things. Give her the gallery as a reward for her bearing a son for our Gu family. You can't give it to her again in the future."
"She's just after your money."
Lu Zhenzhu's eyes turned cold.
A reward for being pregnant with a son? What did Gu's mother think of her?
Gu Huai looked unhappy and said in a more serious tone, "Mom, that's the fruit of my love with Ah Zhu."
Seeing that his face was as gloomy as water, Gu's mother didn't want to make him unhappy, so she didn't say anything.
Gu's mother was accompanying Gu Huai in the ward. Lu Zhenzhu didn't want to stay with her and turned to leave.
Gu Huai did not stop him.
She sat on the bench, watching videos on her phone, and the software automatically pushed Zhao An to her.
Zhao An’s account is live streaming.
The person broadcasting live is Zhao Pingquan.
She clicked into the live broadcast room and saw someone saying in the comment section.
"Uncle, please show me the photo again. I feel like the photo you showed me looks a lot like Lu Zhenzhu, the Lu Zhenzhu who participated in the couple variety show a while ago. The age also matches."
"Now that you mention it, I think they look alike, especially the mole at the end of the eye. They're exactly the same."
"I just like the mole at the end of Lu Zhenzhu's eye. I think she's very charming and recognizable. I'm a fan of her. I can guarantee that the daughter your uncle is looking for is Lu Zhenzhu."
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