The two were having a good time when Gu Xuran's phone suddenly rang. He looked at it and hung up. But the person on the other end of the phone kept calling as if unwilling to give up.
Su He looked at him with some concern, "Is there something going on at the company? Do you want to go back first?"
Gu Xuran looked at her and shook his head, then said with some self-mockery, "It was my mom who called. It must be my dad who's back, otherwise she wouldn't be so anxious to find me. The house must be in turmoil right now, and there's nothing I can do to solve it."
Even so, Gu Xuran was still a little worried, and his expression became serious. Su He pushed him, "You should go back and take a look. Maybe if you go back and persuade them, they will reconcile."
Gu Xuran glanced at the girl in front of him and rubbed her head, "I'm sorry to have made you worry."
Su He shook his head. "Every family has its own problems, but your parents haven't divorced yet, right? There's still hope."
Gu Xuran smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking helplessly in his heart that even if he didn't get divorced, it was almost the same as getting divorced.
He finally stood up, planning to go back and take a look. He went downstairs and said goodbye to Su Changsheng, "Uncle, I have something to do at home, so I'll go back first. I'll come to see you next time and chat with you."
Su Changsheng looked at him kindly, "It's okay, go back if you have anything to do. Su He is very well behaved at home, you don't have to worry about her."
Gu Xuran looked at him gratefully, nodded, and walked out.
Gu Xuran was a little nervous along the way. He didn't know what would happen when he returned this time. From childhood to adulthood, he had seen them quarrel countless times. Both of them blamed each other so heartbreakingly, and there seemed to be no affection in their eyes when they looked at each other.
If it weren't for her, they would have divorced long ago, after all, this marriage had caused them so much pain. But when she thought of her mother crying, she felt a little dazed. Her mother still loved him, but he had lost his love for her a long time ago.
When the car stopped at the door, he was still in a daze and didn't dare to go in. He didn't want to face their repeated quarrels, didn't want to face their repeated mutual accusations, all of which made him tired and powerless.
After a long time of mental preparation, he finally walked into this familiar home, but it was unexpectedly quiet. He walked in with some doubts and saw Lin Minjun and Gu Yao sitting there, with unhappy expressions on their faces.
He walked to his mother's side, but before he could say anything, Lin Minjun spoke first, her voice trembling: "Ranran, Mom and Dad are getting a divorce. We called you back this time just to ask you who you are willing to follow."
Gu Yao's expression was cryptic, and he remained silent. Gu Xuran looked at them for a moment, then gave a wry smile. "I'm grown up now. I don't need to choose any of you anymore. I'll continue to live the same way I lived before."
Lin Minjun looked at her son with tears in her eyes, "Son, you still want your mother, right? You won't abandon your mother."
Gu Xuran walked to her side and said, "Mom, I've already told you that we are still the same as before. Nothing will change."
Lin Minjun nodded, leaned against her son, and looked at the ruthless man. "Gu Yao, I don't want to endure this any longer after all these years. Let's get a divorce. We can both be free, and my son will be mine."
Gu Yao stood up angrily and looked at Gu Xuran, "Gu Xuran, are you sure you don't want to reconsider? If you follow Dad, your future will be much easier."
Gu Xuran shook his head and looked at the strange man in front of him, "No, I don't want the convenience you bring me. Similarly, I don't want to become a person like you."
The man was silent for a moment, and soon he walked out of the house. Perhaps after leaving today, he would never come back. Lin Minjun forced herself not to look at him, but her eyes followed him involuntarily, and she couldn't help but cry again.
Fortunately, fortunately, I still have a son. My son is sensible and obedient, which is my greatest comfort.
Gu Xuran comforted his mother for a while, then went upstairs in silence and sent a message to Su He, telling her that everything was fine so that she wouldn't worry.
I have long been accustomed to the constant quarrels in this family over the years. Fortunately, I have grown up now and can pursue my own dreams and love.
After Yancuo returned home, she followed her aunt into the kitchen for several days, watching closely every day. In the following days, she was eager to try, so she asked her aunt to let her try cooking a dish. She imitated her aunt and heated the oil in the pot. Unexpectedly, the water in the pot was not wiped dry, and the oil splashed out and splashed onto her hands.
She ran a long way and felt a stinging sensation on her hand. Seeing this, her aunt hurriedly put her hand under the running water, then pushed her out and applied ointment on her.
After all this, Yan Cuo sat down and was still a little shocked. Looking at his aunt skillfully cooking the dishes, he suddenly felt that this seemingly simple thing was not easy.
After that, her aunt didn't dare let her go near the kitchen, worried that she would get hurt again. No matter what Yancuo said, she would not agree. Yancuo felt helpless. Sometimes, if she stood outside the kitchen and watched for a few more times, her aunt would drive her away.
Yan Cuo felt a little disappointed. Seeing that Yu Muyang could cook many dishes skillfully, but he himself couldn't, he couldn't help feeling frustrated.
After dinner that day, she washed up and went to the balcony, took out her cell phone and sent him a message.
"What are you doing?"
The other side replied quickly, "I just finished washing up and lay down on the bed. What are you doing?"
"I'm enjoying the breeze on the balcony."
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