Gu Qingyan's gaze shot towards An'an like an icy blade. He asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you want? Do you dare to kill me in Nancheng? An'an, let alone you, even if Meng Yunche came, he wouldn't have the right to touch me." The confidence and domineering aura contained in his words made the surrounding air seem to freeze.
An'an feigned shock as she looked at Gu Qingyan: "What are you talking about? When did I say I was going to kill you? Don't just throw accusations at me like that! Don't wrongly accuse people!"
“You come here to spend money, and you have to pay for what you’ve done. You break things, and you have to pay for that too! Don’t you understand this basic principle?” An’an continued aggressively.
Gu Qingyan's face was ashen, a flicker of humiliation and anger in his eyes. He knew he was penniless and unable to pay his bills. Thinking of this, he lowered his head, appearing utterly dejected and helpless.
Seeing Gu Qingyan like this, An'an couldn't help but feel a little smug. She knew she had the situation under control, so she waved her hand, signaling her subordinates to take Gu Qingyan to the sink to wash the dishes.
“If you wash the dishes, I’ll let you go and let you go find Xiao Wanqing,” An’an added, afraid that Gu Qingyan would cause more trouble. Her voice revealed a hint of disdain and mockery, as if she were laughing at Gu Qingyan’s dejection and helplessness.
Gu Qingyan's empty eyes immediately lit up again. He raised his head and rolled up his sleeves himself. Although his movements were somewhat clumsy, they revealed a kind of determination and persistence.
Looking at the mountain of dishes, Gu Qingyan frowned slightly in disgust. He had never done housework like this before, but now he had no choice but to bite the bullet and start. He picked up a bowl and carefully rinsed it with water. However, being someone who had hardly ever done housework, he broke two bowls in no time.
The crisp sound made An'an frown. "If you break another bowl, you're not leaving today."
Gu Qingyan's lips pressed into a straight line, his eyes flashing with anger. He knew he had to control his emotions, so he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. His movements became more meticulous.
The bodyguard, who was observing quietly outside the door, couldn't help but sigh upon seeing the scene. He then called Mu Ziqi to report the situation.
Honestly, he'd never seen such a mad and domineering CEO! No wonder his wife wanted to kick him out of the house to teach him a lesson! She deserved it!
Just then, Meng Yunche also walked over.
The bodyguard, holding up his phone, immediately gestured for him to be quiet, then lowered his voice and introduced himself.
Meng Yunche's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly tried to explain, but the bodyguard pointed to his phone and immediately said, "I already know the whole story and have reported it to Madam."
Meng Yunche panicked even more now and quickly grabbed the bodyguard, "No, let me explain..."
Mu Ziqi on the other end had obviously heard the commotion and signaled her bodyguard to hand the phone to Meng Yunche.
Meng Yunche nervously took the phone and stammered, "Auntie, please let me explain, I..."
"Is that Yun Che?" Mu Ziqi's voice was very gentle, which made Meng Yun Che obviously stunned. "Auntie, Auntie, it's me."
“I’ve already heard about the situation from the bodyguard. Qingyan is such a worry. I’ll pay his bills, don’t worry about that. But I have a request: please don’t tell him. Let him bear the consequences himself.” Mu Ziqi said helplessly.
"Huh?" Meng Yunche was a little confused, but seeing the bodyguard nod solemnly at him, he immediately agreed, "Okay, Auntie, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Meng Yunche looked suspicious and began to think about what Gu Qingyan had said in the private room.
So it wasn't just drunken ramblings!
After returning the phone to the bodyguard, Meng Yunche tiptoed to the door and peeked inside. When he saw Gu Qingyan washing dishes in the kitchen, he was so shocked that he almost cried out. He quickly covered his mouth and quietly closed the door.
"Then I'll be going now." Meng Yunche pointed inside and said to the bodyguard in a low voice.
Several hours passed, and Gu Qingyan finally finished washing the mountain of dishes. He stood there exhausted, sweat streaming down his forehead. His hands, soaked in water for so long, were wrinkled and even somewhat white.
Having never experienced such a life of hardship, Gu Qingyan felt his body and mind trembling. His muscles ached, as if every nerve was reminding him that he could no longer endure this humiliating existence.
An'an glanced at Gu Qingyan's handiwork; she noticed oil stains on the rims of many bowls, but she said nothing. In her eyes, these oil stains were an insult to Gu Qingyan, a mockery of his former noble status. She smiled contentedly, feeling she had achieved her goal.
"Alright, let him go." An'an waved her hand and instructed the security guard. Her voice revealed a hint of disdain and mockery.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingyan clenched his fist tightly, then gritted his teeth and walked out with heavy steps.
The bodyguard at the entrance had already quietly returned to the black sedan parked by the roadside. He sat inside the car, observing the restaurant entrance through the reflection in the car window.
When he saw Gu Qingyan walk out of the restaurant, he noticed that Gu Qingyan's hair seemed to have been washed again and her hands were no longer oily.
He quickly pushed open the car door, his face showing undisguised surprise. Pretending that he had been waiting in the car the whole time, he asked with concern, "Mr. Gu, what's wrong? What happened?"
However, Gu Qingyan did not answer his question, but instead said directly to him, "Stop asking, just give me a set of your clothes."
The bodyguard was taken aback for a moment, but quickly reacted. He hurriedly went around to the trunk of the car, took out a clean suit and shirt, and handed them to Gu Qingyan: "Mr. Gu, here you go, I'm sorry to have troubled you."
Gu Qingyan took the clothes without saying a word, only nodding. Then she quickly opened the car door and got in. The bodyguard stood by the car door, waiting for Gu Qingyan to change.
A short while later, Gu Qingyan came out, having changed his clothes. Although he was wearing a bodyguard's uniform, his aura of authority remained; his demeanor was completely transformed, and he instantly looked presentable again. The bodyguard took the dirty clothes Gu Qingyan handed him and threw them into the trash can by the front door without hesitation.
Then, Gu Qingyan pointed to the navigation instrument and ordered the bodyguard, "Let's go, let's head there now."
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