That evening, several black cars drove into the underground parking garage of the upscale apartment building where Shen Que lived.
Gu Chengyu got out of the car first, his figure upright and his face cold.
Behind him were several unfamiliar faces with cold expressions. They were all people trained by the Gu family and were only dispatched by the head of the family and the heir, without ever being questioned about the reasons.
The elevator goes directly to the top floor.
The lead bodyguard stepped forward and discreetly broke the smart lock on the Shenque apartment door.
Gu Chengyu stepped inside, his gaze sweeping across the living room.
Minimalist style, expensive artwork, but lacking in a sense of life.
"Find somewhere other than the bedroom."
The well-trained men immediately dispersed and began searching swiftly.
Gu Chengyu walked into the bedroom by himself.
He opened the drawer, inside were some documents.
Gu Chengyu looked around and his gaze fell on the dressing room.
He walked over.
The interior is spacious and clearly divided into sections.
Suits, shirts, and casual wear were neatly arranged.
In the most conspicuous place, there is a black gift box, which looks very out of place.
Gu Chengyu walked over and opened the box.
I saw Su Qianqian's short skirt.
He reached out, his fingertips touching the soft fabric, then suddenly grabbed it and clenched it tightly in his hand.
At this moment, all the doubts, anger, and the disgust of being betrayed and coveted by a brother reached their peak.
"Heh..." Gu Chengyu let out a cold laugh from deep in his throat.
He gripped the short skirt tightly, his knuckles digging in, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
He walked out and coldly ordered the Gu family members, "Get out."
The henchmen immediately stopped what they were doing, left the apartment, and closed the door behind them.
In the huge apartment, only Gu Chengyu remained.
...
Half an hour later, the door was pushed open.
Shen Que walked in, loosening his tie, looking tired.
When he saw the tall figure standing in the center of the living room with his back to him, he stopped in his tracks and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Shen Que noticed the dress that Gu Chengyu was clutching in his hand.
The air was stagnant, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Shen Que's gaze was fixed on the blue fabric, and his expression changed several times.
Finally managing a nonchalant smile, he said in a relaxed tone, "Hey, what brings you here?"
"Besides, haven't we always been like this?"
Why go to such lengths and make such a fuss?
That last sentence carried a clear element of probing.
Gu Chengyu slowly turned around.
His face was expressionless, but his eyes were frighteningly dark.
He spoke coldly, "Chen Que, have I not told you—"
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