Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Chuqing smiled as a trace of warmth slipped into her heart. Three years ago, it was this man, who was like a brother to her, stood by her side, supporting and protecting her.
Regarding this gentle and warm man, she felt both a sense of guilt and gratitude.
Mu Chuqing nodded and opened her arms actively.
On Gu Yian’s radiant face, his eyes seemed to smile, reflecting his romantic emotions.
After sending Su Yuan home, Gu Yian asked Mu Chuqing and brought her to a bar.
The bar was brimming with people, but most of them were comfortably sitting, talking in low voices. Occasionally, someone would turn their gaze to the front where the stage was situated, enjoying the background music.
Gu Yian brought her to a quiet corner. A slender white vase placed in the transparent table’s center with a beautiful-looking rose in it.
“How is it?”
Gu Yian asked with a smile, with traces of anticipation.
Mu Chuqing scanned her surroundings and sincerely answered, “This exceeds my expectation!”
“This is my shop, and I just wanted to show off to you!” Gu Yian handed the wine that was served by the waiter to Mu Chuqing.
Mu Chuqing laughed and nodded her head. She raised her glass and toasted with Gu Yian and commented, “It suits you. It is definitely your style!”
Gu Yian took a sip of his wine as his gentle gaze landed on her, and he asked, “Chu Qing, how have you been all these years?”
Mu Chuqing gave a heavy nod.
Gu Yian’s expression instantly relaxed as he exclaimed, “That’s great!”
There was bitterness in Mu Chuqing’s eyes. Seeing Gu Yian’s intense concern for herself, her guilt intensified. She didn’t know how to reciprocate the care and warmth Gu Yian gave her.
“Why did you suddenly return? Is it because… he’s getting married?”
Mu Chuqing was stunned for a moment. How could she be so silly? She was not someone they could tread on like grass. She also felt sad, felt pain, and also had the human instinct to escape the pain.
Her mistake had caused her to lose too much. How could she allow herself to be insulted again?
“No, I didn’t know they are getting married until today. I came back for work reasons.”
Gu Yian stared at her quietly for a while. Seeing the peaceful emotions on her face, the frown of sorrow disappeared.
“Work?”
Gu Yian asked. But Mu Chuqing massaged her brows resignedly.
Mu Chuqing shook her head and gave a bitter smile. She could only complain helplessly, “I was forced to study Economics for two years when I was in England. That nearly drove me crazy!”
Hearing this, Gu Yian gave a long sigh of relief. He had thought…
“Hello…”
Mu Chuqing gave a bitter smile. That was one of the rare times she had complained to him, and yet he looked like he was entirely at ease with her words.
Gu Yian smiled and waved apologetically to Mu Chuqing. “Sorry, I feel that it’s good to learn more things. But who will force you to learn Economics? Uncle and aunty…”
Mu Chuqing waved a hand, attempting to stop Gu Yian from talking further. “Don’t, let me just peacefully drink the wine. Those matters give me a headache.”
Although she said that, the happiness was apparent on her face.
Mu Chuqing’s happiness would naturally make Gu Yian happy. However, at the same time, he worried too.
“Chu Qing, do you have a boyfriend?”
Gu Yian asked the question cautiously, his jaw evidently tensed.
Stunned, Mu Chuqing responded, “No. Those lessons are already giving me enough of a headache. How would I have the heart for a relationship?”
Gu Yian smiled and raised his glass. He cheered, “Anyway, I congratulate you on your return!”
Raising her glass, Mu Chuqing clinked her glass with Gu Yian.
There was a moment of silence.
“Yian, you have something on your mind?”
Mu Chuqing’s sudden question surprised Gu Yian, and he raised his eyes and looked up at her.
Mu Chuqing tapped on his arm before saying, “You have been holding the glass for a while now, not to mention your repeated zoning-out! Why? Fought with your girlfriend?”
“I don’t have a girlfriend!” Gu Yian immediately refuted as he stared intensely at Mu Chuqing.
Mu Chuqing’s eyes dodged to prevent him from meeting his eyes and said, “You have high expectations!”
Gu Yian smiled. His smile was still beautiful and gentle, but there was an element of bitterness mixed with it.