"That's enough. Even if you drink yourself to death tonight, Sister Fanyan won't come," Lu Dongjue said bluntly.
They didn't go to a bar today, but stayed at Lin Zhibai's private apartment.
Lu Dongjue and Shen Xinghui came to comfort him.
Lin Zhibai didn't say anything, quickly drank another can of beer, and then casually threw the beer can on the ground.
The floor next to the sofa was littered with beer cans.
Shen Xinghui earnestly advised, "Why don't you call Sister Fanyan?"
Lu Dongjue had already placed his phone in front of Lin Zhibai, and the phone screen showed that it was dialing "Gu Fanyan's" number.
Lin Zhibai looked at him coldly.
A moment later, the call connected, and Gu Fanyan's voice came from the other end: "What's wrong, Dongjue?"
Lin Zhibai's gaze grew even colder.
"Why didn't you answer my calls?" he asked.
Shen Xinghui had no idea how many times he had called her, but she hadn't answered a single one.
Now when Lu Dongjue calls, she answers very quickly.
Gu Fanyan was surprised to hear it was Lin Zhibai who spoke. She paused for a moment before saying, "Lin Zhibai, I don't think we have anything to say to each other."
"Are you really planning to marry Murong Mo?" Lin Zhibai questioned.
"Mm," she replied softly.
There was no explanation, no excitement, but a clear signal was being conveyed everywhere.
His questioning did not warrant any extreme reaction from her.
"Why?" he growled.
Gu Fanyan remained silent for a while, then hung up the phone without saying anything.
"Splash!"
Annoyed, Lin Zhibai pushed all the beer cans on the table under the table.
Lu Dongjue and Shen Xinghui exchanged a glance; they didn't know how to persuade Lin Zhibai.
"Lin Zhibai, are you serious about Sister Fanyan?" Lu Dongjue asked. "Then what have you been doing all these years?"
Lin Zhibai remained silent, his eyes filled with pain.
He thought he could forget, but when she actually married another man, he found himself panicked, confused, powerless, and helpless.
I don't know what to do.
“Sister Fanyan may look delicate, but she’s actually more decisive than anyone else,” Shen Xinghui said. “If you really want her to come back, you’ll probably have to show some sincerity.”
Sincerity?
What exactly constitutes sincerity?
The next day, Murong's mother arrived at the Gu family's house as promised.
Mother Gu had already instructed the nannies to prepare everything for the guests, and specifically told Father Gu that no matter how busy he was at the company today, he had to come home on time for dinner.
Mr. Gu dared not neglect his daughter's affairs, so he went home at noon.
As dusk fell, the Gu family and Murong's mother happily sat down at the dining table.
Gu Fanyan deliberately sat down next to Murong's mother to avoid making her feel awkward.
“I’ve seen all of these houses,” Murong’s mother said, taking out a stack of documents. “Take a look at these houses. They’re all in high demand. If you like them, I’ll place an order right away.”
There are three volumes of information, all bound together, containing very detailed information about the house.
This is hardly a meeting between prospective in-laws; it's more like a subordinate reporting to a superior.
Although the Gu family is a famous and prominent family, the Murong family is no less impressive, and in some aspects, they are even more powerful than the Gu family.
Murong's mother didn't need to do this at all, but she showed all her sincerity.
"Mrs. Murong, you're so thoughtful." Mrs. Gu carefully reviewed the information; every house was excellent and highly sought after.
The Gu family doesn't lack houses.
Therefore, the Murong family's kindness is all the more precious.
"This wedding room is for the young couple to live in after their marriage. Let them make their own decision." Mr. Gu was also very satisfied.
Gu Fanyan said, "Auntie, there's really no need to buy a house in this city."
“Murong’s focus is not here. After we get married, I can follow him wherever he does his business.”
Murong's mother was surprised and stunned. "Fanyan, do you mean you're willing to go abroad with Xiaomo?"
Gu Fanyan nodded without hesitation: "Supporting his career is what I should do."
Mr. and Mrs. Gu were shocked; they had never imagined that their daughter would leave them because of marriage.
But considering that their daughter's happiness was the most important thing, they didn't say anything.
"Fanyan, I..." Murong's mother was deeply moved, "I'll thank you on Xiaomo's behalf first. If Xiaomo ever dares to bully you again, I will never forgive him!"
Gu Fanyan smiled slightly, pursing her lips.
Suddenly, the sound of a rapid engine shattered the tranquility.
It sounds like a car drove into the garden.
The butler strode in, looking embarrassed and nervous.
"What happened? Why are you in such a panic?" Gu's mother asked, somewhat displeased.
We have important guests today, and the housekeeper is an elder in the family; he wouldn't be so unreliable.
The housekeeper glanced at Murong's mother, looking rather troubled.
"Speak your mind," Gu's mother commanded.
"Young Master Lin has arrived, and he brought two trucks with him," the butler replied.
Lin Zhibai!
Mother Gu's eyes flashed with anger, her breath catching in her throat: "What's the purpose of the front door?"
Why did they let him in?
The butler was in a real predicament: "If I don't open the door, Young Master Lin will force his way in."
Won't things get even worse if this goes on and on?
Seeing this, Murong's mother asked curiously, "Who is this Young Master Lin? Why is he doing this?"
For a moment, Gu's mother didn't know what to say.
Mr. Gu did not shy away from the topic: "My daughter Yan'er used to date this Mr. Lin. It was actually several years ago, but recently Mr. Lin seems to be thinking about pursuing Yan'er again."
Speaking frankly is more sincere than keeping things to yourself.
Mrs. Gu looked displeased: "Does he think everyone else is like him, liking to go back to their exes?"
Murong's mother laughed and said, "I don't think it's his fault. Who can blame him when our Fanyan is so beautiful and outstanding? Not to mention this Young Master Lin, I wouldn't be surprised if the line of men pursuing our Fanyan stretched all the way to the city center."
Seeing that Murong's mother spoke very sincerely, Gu's mother secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Mom and Dad, Aunt, please sit for a moment, I’ll let him go.” Gu Fanyan stood up.
Murong's mother asked, "Fanyan, can you handle this? Should we adults step in?"
"Thank you, Auntie, I can do it."
Murong's mother smiled slightly, no longer forcing the issue, her eyes filled with complete trust in her.
Gu Fanyan walked down the garden steps and saw three cars parked below.
One of them belonged to Lin Zhibai, and the other two were indeed trucks.
Lin Zhibai was directing the workers on the truck to keep moving things out of the vehicle.
“Miss, I’ve already tried to stop Young Master Lin, but he just won’t listen,” the butler said to Gu Fanyan.
"Lin Zhibai, what are you doing?" Gu Fanyan asked.
Lin Zhibai gave her a big smile and pointed to the boxes of various sizes, saying, "Sister Fanyan, these are jewelry, those are clothes, and those are all gifts I bought for you."
The butler thought to himself, "Good heavens, has Young Master Lin come in for a high-end wholesale deal?"
"What Murong Mo can give you, I can give you hundreds or thousands of." Lin Zhibai shouted loudly, his voice clearly penetrating the walls and reaching inside the house.
It was as if it was being deliberately shouted at someone.
Gu Fanyan was speechless: "Lin Zhibai, do you think I lack these things?"
Lin Zhibai shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether I lack it or not. I just want you to know that what Murong Mo can give you, I can also give you."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a woman's laughter came from afar.
Murong's mother and Gu's mother came over.
"Let me see," Murong's mother said with a smile, "what kind of young man is pursuing our daughter-in-law so madly!"
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