Chapter 195 For her, I will persist this time
"You, hurry up and apply the medicine, and stop talking."
Su Jiuyao was so angry that her voice became hoarse. She turned her face away and no longer looked at Han Ye.
Now she couldn't look directly into Gu Hanye's eyes, because when she looked into his eyes, she felt like she was naked...
After applying the medicine to Jiuyao, Gu Hanye carried her back to her room. Su Jiuyao never looked him in the eye.
"Go to bed early."
Su Jiuyao lay on the bed with her back to him and waved.
Gu Hanye looked at her deeply and closed the door.
He had already noticed that Jiuyao was shy and didn't dare to look at him at all. Her little face, which was the size of a palm, was pink and very cute, which made him feel a little better.
After arriving on the first floor, Gu Hanye called his father.
"Father, I'm back from the mountains." Gu Hanye reported.
"Is your grandma okay?" At this time, Gu Changhai's voice was much gentler than usual.
"Well, I'm in good health and spirits."
"That's good," Gu Changhai paused before slowly asking, "As for your mother's grave..."
"Everything is fine."
In fact, Gu Hanye really wanted to ask his father, since he was thinking about his mother, why didn’t he go to sweep her grave in person?
He neglected his mother when she was alive, and after her death he never visited her cemetery once. This is a hurdle that Gu Hanye could never get over.
He has always been resentful about his father marrying a mistress who interfered with their marriage. Over the years, no matter how his stepmother Chen Xiaofeng tried to please him, he could not forgive her.
As for Gu Tianqi, he also became the target of his anger.
"Father, I'm tired. I won't talk about it for now."
"Okay. Thank you for your hard work today."
Afterwards, Gu Hanye ended the call.
He set out for the mountains in the morning to visit his mother's grave. He had lunch at his grandmother's house and spent the whole afternoon with her before heading back to the city.
Grandma told him that next time, no matter what, he must bring his young wife back to let her see him.
In fact, he wanted to take Jiuyao with him, but she had a performance in the evening, and tomb sweeping was too solemn, so he didn't mention it to her.
I had wanted to take Jiuyao back next time I had time, but now it seems unknown how long Jiuyao will stay with him.
Thinking of this, Gu Hanye smiled bitterly. Jiuyao might have been thinking about how to kill him, but he was still thinking about taking her to see her grandmother and helping her investigate the real murderer who harmed her.
Gu Hanye came to the entrance and picked up the bunch of purple irises on the table. His fingers suddenly clenched and the flowers trembled in his hands.
He knew very well who sent these flowers.
She should have met Chu Lingfeng. What did they say and do?
Whenever he thought of her secretly meeting other men, Gu Hanye would become jealous and crazy, and also very angry.
Why did Jiuyao say just now that you shouldn’t be nice to her anymore? Has she decided to help Chu Lingfeng to deal with him?
So, if he treats her too well, she will feel guilty?
Gu Hanye was unwilling to believe that Jiuyao would cooperate with Chu Lingfeng.
But he also knew that Chu Lingfeng was a very important person to Jiuyao.
Perhaps, in order to repay her kindness, she would really help Chu Lingfeng deal with him.
The wisest thing to do now is to divorce Jiuyao and draw a clear line with her forever.
After all, this not only concerns his personal destiny, but also endangers the entire Gu Group.
When it comes to major events, Gu Hanye is never vague, and he doesn't care about love affairs.
But this time, he didn't know what was wrong with him. He just wanted to be obsessed with that little woman just once.
In the end, Gu Hanye brought the flowers into the restaurant. Just like Jiuyao had done before, he first filled the pool with some clean water and then put the flowers in to keep them awake.
Before Jiuyao confronted him, he decided to pretend that he knew nothing.
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