Chapter 122: There is no longer any possibility between him and Qin Shu

"Gu Lichuan, your opportunity has arrived," Chu Sheng said.

Gu Lichuan looked at her with a look that was not quite a smile: "Colluding with me behind Gu Tingyan's back, aren't you afraid he'll be angry?"

Chu Sheng now saw the reality of the situation completely clearly.

Gu Tingyan being angry with her—just thinking about this outcome.

Chu Sheng herself found it absurd, and sneered: "Angry?"

She gave a mocking smile: "Does he care?"

The only person Gu Tingyan has ever cared about is Qin Shu.

Gu Lichuan looked at her with his peach-blossom eyes, a look that was not quite a smile: "Don't you want him to solidify his position in the group?"

Of course she didn't.

Chu Sheng: "The more stable his position, the less Gu Shu and Lin Yi will be able to control him."

Her eyes were filled with coldness: "I want him to never escape the cage of the Gu Family for the rest of his life."

In this life, even if Gu Tingyan dies, he can only die with her.

Once Gu Tingyan completely held power, the Gu Family would be his to command, and this cold-blooded, heartless man would likely be the first to drive Chu Sheng and her son out of the house.

Chu Sheng still felt lingering fear over the time Gu Tingyan had secretly sent the child away.

What's more, she now knew that her identity was not that of the Chu Family's true daughter; if Chu Xuanming found out, he would definitely kill her.

The Chu Family would also have no place for her and her son.

What Chu Sheng had to do was coax Chu Xuanming into handing the company over to her completely, so that even if the truth came out one day, she wouldn't be afraid of Chu Xuanming driving her out of the Chu Family.

By then, the Chu Family would be hers to command!

Gu Tingyan had just returned to his resting place; he had just picked up a cup to get some water when he accidentally knocked the cup, shattering it on the floor.

Gu Tingyan looked at the shattered cup on the floor, feeling uneasy; he was just about to call housekeeping to clean it up.

A call from the country came through, and Gu Tingyan's heart was instantly filled with a sense of foreboding.

He answered, and A Zhong's voice came from the other end of the line: "Eldest Young Master, Qin Laofuren has committed suicide."

Upon hearing this news, Gu Tingyan's mind became a tangled mess, buzzing incessantly as if there were countless annoying flies inside his head.

Qin Shu's grandmother had committed suicide.

Then what about Huahua?

Gu Tingyan's body stiffened slightly.

A Zhong's voice was hoarse: "Your phone has been unreachable, and you didn't reply to messages."

For major commercial negotiations like this, Gu Tingyan would always set his phone to airplane mode so that no one would disturb him.

Gu Tingyan's voice was low: "I will book a flight back to the country immediately."

A Zhong pressed his lips together: "If you return, what will happen to the matters abroad?"

"The Chairman will definitely punish you."

"He will give the company shares to Gu Lichuan."

A Zhong was one of the few people in the Gu Family who knew Gu Lichuan's true identity.

Gu Lichuan had returned to the country to seize the position of head of the Gu Family, while Gu Huaiyuan was intentionally grooming him to oppose Gu Tingyan.

Gu Tingyan thought of that major project, his face tense, his voice trembling slightly: "None of it is as important as her."

Qin Shu's grandmother was gone; that she would commit suicide was something Gu Tingyan had not expected.

Someone had clearly reported that her condition had improved a lot; how could someone who was perfectly fine suddenly commit suicide?

Gu Tingyan could not understand it at all; she was the one most worried about Huahua, so how could she abandon Qin Shu and take her own life?

Grandmother committed suicide.

Perhaps there was no longer any possibility between him and Qin Shu.

This time, what could he use to keep her?

If a project is lost, one can find another; if money is lost, one can earn more; but if something happened to Qin Shu, Gu Tingyan would never be able to forgive himself.

Gu Tingyan booked the fastest flight, grabbed his suit jacket, and strode out; as soon as he stepped out the door, he saw Gu Lichuan standing in the hallway.

It was as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Big brother, we are about to reach the most important juncture, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Gu Tingyan's face was pale; he couldn't be bothered to waste words with him and lifted his foot to leave.

Gu Lichuan held up his phone and looked at him: "Dad wants to talk to you."

Gu Tingyan gave him a cold look, and Gu Lichuan shrugged with an expression of utter innocence: "Did I call him wrong?"

He gave a faint smile: "Our dad."

From beginning to end, Gu Lichuan had been looking at Gu Tingyan with a smile; he had been exiled abroad by Gu Tingyan's schemes for so many years.

There was no resentment on his face; the corners of his lips were slightly curled, and like a smiling tiger, he looked at Gu Tingyan with a look that was not quite a smile.

He seemed to hold Gu Tingyan in high respect, treating him as if he were his own brother born of the same mother.

Own brother?

The coldness on Gu Tingyan's face almost solidified; he didn't need to think to know why Gu Lichuan would appear in this hallway.

On the other end of the line, Gu Huaiyuan knew Gu Tingyan had secured this deal and was in a good mood: "Negotiate the price well tomorrow, according to the previously agreed-upon price."

"You must ensure the other party signs the contract."

Gu Tingyan's voice was low: "Huahua's grandmother has passed away."

"I am returning to the country."

"I will hand the price negotiations over to my secretary."

"The matter is mostly settled; only the finishing touches remain."

Upon hearing this, Gu Huaiyuan was instantly consumed by rage: "Are you crazy? You want to return to the country at such a critical moment?"

"Her grandmother is dead; will she come back to life if you return?"

"This business deal is at a critical juncture right now; don't you dare let me down."

"The contract hasn't been signed yet, you are not allowed to leave!"

Gu Tingyan's expression was cold and stern: "I will hand the finishing work over to the secretary; that is all."

After saying this, the man hung up the phone directly and strode toward the outside.

Gu Lichuan looked down at his phone, then looked up, chuckled, and shook the phone at Gu Tingyan's back: "Big brother, Dad says if you return to the country now, this deal will count as my contribution."

This was a naked threat against Gu Tingyan.

Choose between the empire or the beauty; pick one of the two.

Gu Tingyan's footsteps paused slightly, then he strode away with long, swift steps.

Gu Tingyan was gone.

Gu Lichuan had not expected him to leave so decisively and cleanly; having obtained control of the project, he couldn't feel happy at all.

Qin Shu was just a woman; there were piles of beautiful women, and no matter how beautiful Qin Shu was, she would eventually grow old. Was she worth him giving up this five percent of shares for a woman?

Once one has power and status, what kind of woman can one not have?

Gu Tingyan had actually given up these shares he dreamed of obtaining for the sake of Qin Shu.

And the thing he was desperately trying to obtain was something Gu Tingyan could discard so lightly.

Gu Lichuan lowered his eyes, the expression on his face unclear.

What exactly was so good about Qin Shu that she was worth him making such a huge sacrifice?

Taking a plane from America back to the country takes at least 17 hours.

The plane arrived in Beijing.

As soon as Gu Tingyan exited the airport, he called A Zhong, his voice cold and deep: "Where is Huahua right now?"

A Zhong said in a low voice: "Qin Laofuren's funeral has been handled, and the Madam is at home."

Gu Tingyan's footsteps paused slightly; he got into the car driven by his bodyguard and returned to the manor at the fastest possible speed.

The car stopped at the entrance, and Gu Tingyan pushed the door open, got out, and walked quickly upstairs; his heart was pounding incessantly. He walked to the tightly closed door and touched the doorknob, but for a moment, he actually didn't dare to push the door open and enter.