If I were Gu Fu-rao, there wouldn't be a President Zhao today.
Looking at the obsessive woman in front of him, Gu Beiwang's eyes grew even colder: "You are not qualified to sit in the seat reserved for the Gu family's husband."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Lan trembled slightly: "I'm not qualified? You and I aren't qualified? Then who is qualified? That damned bastard?"
"Who do you think you are, a slut?" Xu Jia was his wife in name and in fact, even though she had passed away many years ago. As the Madam of the Gu family, even in death, she could not be insulted like this by an outsider!
Zhao Lan knew that her choice of words was inappropriate, but her stubborn and assertive personality prevented her from apologizing.
"Heh, Gu Beiwang, you're not going to tell me that after Xu Jia died, you found yourself falling in love with that woman, are you?"
The idea flashed through Zhao Lan's mind suddenly, but she felt she couldn't let the matter go.
It's best if that's not the case, otherwise, I might really do something that can't be undone.
Gu Beiwang was stunned by Zhao Lan's words and couldn't help but ask himself: Is that so?
But the answer is obvious: from beginning to end, he did not have the love that a husband and wife should have for his only wife. He treated her more like a younger sister.
Although he didn't love his wife, he never thought of killing her. Back then, he was bewitched by the woman in front of him. She was gentle, considerate, and understanding. She could understand all his emotions and even tolerated his frequent temper tantrums without ever complaining.
But now that I think about it, how could a person be so perfect?
The deed was done, and his wife's death certainly had its own contributing factors. However, true to his family values, the young Commander Gu had no intention of having an affair with another woman; he simply considered this woman who had captured his heart as a confidante with whom he could confide.
Who could have imagined that a drunken night would lead to such an irreversible situation, even causing his wife to die of depression because of it?
If Gu Beiwang hates Zhao Lan, he won't go to her. Regardless of the reason, he did indeed make a mistake.
Therefore, from then on, the only option was to stay away from this woman who was like a poppy.
And Gu Beiwang has been doing this for nearly twenty years.
He knew very well that his son would never forgive him, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. As a father, he had done the same for everyone else.
Zhao Lan received no response, so she couldn't help but look up and see the man's deep, thoughtful eyes.
It was this side of him that made me fall for him, and I still can't forget it.
Zhao Lan was certain that she had always loved Gu Beiwang. Even though they had only met a handful of times over the years, and sometimes only caught a glimpse of each other from afar, she was absolutely certain of this fact.
"Looking north, looking north, so many years have passed, can't we just live well from now on? I love you, I've always loved you!"
Gu Beiwang was momentarily stunned when Zhao Lan hugged him.
"Let go, release!"
This scene is actually quite amusing. It's like the saying goes, "everything has its weakness," and Zhao Lan's Achilles' heel is Commander Gu.
Gu Beiwang pried open the hands that were tightly wrapped around his waist one by one, his face darkening: "Zhao Lan, you'd better not even think about it."
After leaving those words, he departed with his guards.
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