The world of the rich is always so heartbreaking.
No wonder Gu Qingyan was able to come find me within three hours of waking up; it turns out he has his own plane!
"I'm quitting."
Yan Jie wisely opened the driver's side door, got in, and shut herself away.
She didn't have the time or inclination to be a third wheel in a family of three.
In particular, one of them was her very, very top boss, and she wanted to work for a few more years, so she tried to make her presence known to the boss less.
"Mom, let's go home."
Gu Yulin walked up to her, grabbed her sleeve, and stared at her with his grape-like eyes.
Xu Zhaozhao finally managed to tear her gaze away from the helicopter and realized, "Baby, our luggage is still at the hotel..."
"Don't worry, Mom."
As he spoke, Gu Yulin ran over and opened the trunk of Yan Jie's car. Inside, two suitcases, one large and one small, lay quietly—their luggage.
"I've already packed Mom's luggage, we can go home now!"
Gu Yulin's almond-shaped eyes sparkled, as if she was looking forward to it.
Xu Zhaozhao was stunned when she saw the two suitcases.
No, how did Fish know it was going home today...?
Her gaze shifted to Gu Qingyan, whose expression remained unchanged, before slowly turning back to Yu Yu, looking at her several times.
"OK!"
Xu Zhaozhao crossed her arms and glared at the two of them, "You two father and son have been having secret conversations behind my back!"
"No."
"impossible!"
The voices, one loud and one soft, reached Xu Zhaozhao's ears in unison.
Before I could investigate further, I was half-forced and half-pulled onto the helicopter.
Watching Gu Yulin sit in his seat with obvious familiarity and fasten his seatbelt without showing any fear.
Xu Zhaozhao then realized: I'm the only mongrel.
The pilot in uniform was operating a control panel she couldn't understand.
Gu Qingyan sat next to her, and the huge sound of the wind slicing through the air surrounded her ears, making her even more nervous.
Her little hands gripped Gu Qingyan's clothes tightly, causing several wrinkles to appear on the new clothes.
Slowly, the plane took off, and all that could be seen was the blue sky. Xu Zhaozhao couldn't resist peeking out the window out of curiosity.
The vast hospital shrank to a circle, and many buildings appeared tiny in her eyes.
A... very strange feeling.
The next episode won't be filmed in Huadu anymore; leaving here was inevitable. I really don't know why these two are in such a hurry.
Soon, the plane entered the stable stratosphere.
With no cell phone signal, Xu Zhaozhao felt drowsy. She had gotten up at around 6 a.m. again, and with a tilt of her head, she fell asleep leaning on Gu Qingyan's shoulder.
When I woke up again, I was awakened by a series of noises.
"Hey, be careful, this tree is very valuable."
"Hey, you in the blue shirt, watch out for its roots! If one is missing, we'll all be dead!"
Then, a maid's hurried voice rang out: "Keep your voice down, our mistress is sleeping..."
The noise level was lowered, but Xu Zhaozhao was still woken up.
I opened my blurry eyes and found myself back in my villa in the capital, everything unchanged.
If it weren't for Fu Huiqi still trending on social media, Xu Zhaozhao would have seriously doubted that this trip to Huadu was all a dream.
I got out of bed, drew back the curtains, and looked towards the back garden. The noise had just come from this area, but now it was completely silent.
Xu Zhaozhao's attention was first drawn to the large pit that had appeared in the back garden.
A group of workers carried a tree trunk, its roots protected by a lot of soil, and carefully lowered it into the large pit.
However, that tree trunk was somewhat different from ordinary tree trunks.
Normal tree trunk cuts are very clean, but this tree trunk has a dog-chewed cut...
After laying it upright, the roots were covered with soil.
While shoveling soil, he kept glancing in the same direction, seemingly without even realizing it.
Xu Zhaozhao looked over and saw Gu Qingyan standing not far away, staring intently at their project, exuding an imposing aura without anger.
No wonder they suddenly fell silent; it turns out the living Yama has appeared.
After burying the tree in the soil and watering it, the transplanting work was considered complete, and the workers were sent away by the housekeeper.
Gu Qingyan remained standing in the same spot.
Xu Zhaozhao was now fully awake. She went downstairs, walked out of the hall, and tiptoed behind Gu Qingyan.
Before she could even launch a scare tactic, the man pulled her into his arms with his large hand, rubbing her head. "Did I wake you up?"
Not expecting to scare him, Xu Zhaozhao leaned into his arms and asked lazily, "Why did you suddenly want to plant peach trees?"
The arm around her waist tightened, and the two pressed even closer together.
How did you know it was a peach tree?
If you listen closely, you can hear that his voice is trembling slightly.
"Not only did I know it was a peach tree, but I also knew it was the one from the Gu family's old house."
That is, the one that Gu Qingyan pressed down and kissed.
She gently patted Gu Qingyan's hand that was holding her, signaling him to let go of her.
Gu Qingyan cooperated fully, releasing his tension, and followed Xu Zhaozhao to the tree trunk with his gaze.
The slender, fair hand gently stroked the broken end of the tree trunk. "There was a very subtle 'Yan' character carved here, but it's broken now."
It was cut in half at the waist, and only half of the creature, which looked like a strange creature, could be barely seen.
Gu Qingyan silently took a step forward and walked to her side, gazing at the mark with her.
After a long pause, he finally uttered a single word, "Yes."
Xu Zhaozhao looked up at his profile. Despite his best efforts to hide it, the redness around his eyes did not escape her notice.
Mental illnesses are usually triggered by stimuli, right?
"Did you go to the hospital because it broke?"
Xu Zhaozhao hesitated for a moment, but still chose to ask.
"Um."
Unexpectedly, Gu Qingyan's response was very quick this time.
He reached out and placed his hand over Xu Zhaozhao's hand, the two of them covering the character "延" which only had half a stroke remaining.
"Honey, do you think it can still live?"
Whether it was Xu Zhaozhao's imagination or not, Gu Qingyan seemed to choke up a little when he said those words.
Xu Zhaozhao turned her hand over and took Gu Qingyan's hand in hers.
Almost instinctively, she moved closer to him, hugged him, and whispered, "Of course."
"I heard it from others,"
Gu Qingyan hugged her back and said in a serious tone in her ear, "Kissing in front of the peach tree will make it grow faster."
...
Don't believe or spread rumors; let's start with ourselves.
"They're all fake."
Xu Zhaozhao stepped back slightly and said seriously.
Gu Qingyan was even more serious than her, saying, "Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth."
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