Chapter 19: No One Doesn't Love You

Gu Wenyan always spoke in a gentle, soft voice, unhurried and steady. Her natural voice was already very pleasant, clear and crisp to the ear, like a mountain spring, capable of soothing all the anxiety and unease in a person's heart.

Ye Yiwen, as her mother, only realized this today.

She looked at this daughter whom she had barely paid attention to, let alone cherished, over the past dozen years or so... and suddenly felt a sense of regret for having missed her growth.

At this moment, she was even more surprised to discover how little she understood her daughter.

For some time, the mother and daughter had been at each other's throats, and Ye Yiwen had believed Gu Wenyan lacked discipline and was good for nothing, while deliberately avoiding the reasons why she had become this way.

This mindset was very complex, and also very selfish.

It was not until Ye Yiwen suddenly faced the fact that her understanding of her daughter was too little and too one-sided that those previously buried emotions began to fester.

"Wen Yan, if you don't have anything to do these next two days... why don't you come with Mom to see some of my friends? You've been back for so long, and I don't think I've really taken you out much."

Gu Wenyan smiled serenely: "Sure, I'm actually quite free lately, and don't have anything going on."

Beside them, Gu Mianmian kept her head down, her expression already so gloomy it was as if it could drip water.

After returning to her room, she viciously tore at the printed photos, all of which featured Gu Wenyan's face.

She took a sharp knife and slashed through all of Gu Wenyan's faces, only then able to vent her rage!

Once her emotions had completely settled, Gu Mianmian followed suit and called the Gu Family's Third Young Master, Gu Yeting.

Unlike the seriousness of the Gu Family's Eldest Young Master, Gu Yechen, or the cold arrogance of the Second Young Master, Gu Yefeng, the Third Young Master, Gu Yeting, was born with a playboy air.

In the eyes of the outside world, Gu Yeting seemed rather good for nothing; just like this recent period when he went to Europe, no one knew exactly what he went to do, and he had been gone for many days without a trace.

However, foreign media often captured him partying on yachts at sea with models, surrounded by champagne, fine wine, and beauties, having a grand time.

Yet, although he hadn't returned to the country, he had maintained constant contact with Gu Mianmian.

They were similar in age; the two older young masters of the Gu Family treated Gu Mianmian with unconditional doting, while Gu Yeting was more like a comrade on the same front, assisting her in whatever she wanted to do and becoming her best helper.

Gu Yeting answered the phone quickly and chuckled: "Have you eaten? Third Brother will be back in a few days, did you miss your brother?"

Gu Mianmian said softly: "Of course I did, Brother, why aren't you back yet? If you don't come back, I'm at home..."

"What's wrong with you at home?"

Detecting Gu Mianmian's hesitation, the man's low, raspy voice, tinged with a bit of languor, spread with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Is someone bullying you?"

"No! No one is bullying me, Brother, I'm fine..." Despite saying no one was bullying her, Gu Mianmian had already begun to choke back sobs.

Gu Yeting already had a bad temper, and upon hearing her aggrieved sobbing, he immediately exploded: "Who the hell is bullying you? Damn it! If I find out, I'll definitely skin them alive!"

"There's really nothing wrong, Brother, as long as you can come back soon, I really missed you..."

Gu Mianmian refused to say anything, which was exactly what made Gu Yeting worry.

Originally, Gu Yeting had travel plans for the next few days, but he canceled them directly and took a private jet back to the country overnight.

The next morning, when Gu Wenyan got up and went downstairs, she saw the long-unseen Third Young Master of the Gu Family dragging his suitcase, storming through the door in a rush.

The man had a tall build, and the hem of his trench coat flew up with his movements, revealing his two straight, long legs.

And that cold, sharp face was overflowing with rage, making him look like someone not to be trifled with.

When he walked past Gu Wenyan, he glanced at her sideways, seemingly having no interest in wasting words with her for the moment, and ignored her completely, heading straight upstairs toward Gu Mianmian's room.

Gu Wenyan realized something, the corners of her mouth hooked up inadvertently, and then she sat at the dining table, eating quietly while sending a message to someone.

Gu Wenyan: 【Have you already gone to the company?】

Bo Si Han: 【On the way, have you had breakfast?】

Gu Wenyan: 【I'm eating now.】

Bo Si Han: 【Mm.】

Every time Bo Si Han sent a message to Gu Wenyan, he liked to pop out one word at a time; those who didn't know him would think he was so annoyed by her that he didn't want to talk to her.

Gu Wenyan looked at this word sent by Bo Si Han, then thought of his usual stern, expressionless, handsome face when he sent messages, and her eyes softened quite a bit.

In the moment she was stunned, her phone vibrated again, and Bo Si Han's message came through, this time it was a...

Bo Si Han: 【?】

The arc of Gu Wenyan's mouth grew wider.

She intentionally didn't reply, and after waiting two seconds, a video call came through directly.

Bo Si Han was wearing a smoke-gray shirt today, the collar straight and neat, and the ink-blue suit jacket worn over it wrapped around his lean, strong body, making him look overflowing with hormones.

Gu Wenyan took one look at him and inexplicably blushed a little.

"Why didn't you reply to the message?" Bo Si Han frowned, his expression looking a bit fierce.

This was probably the reason why outsiders were always afraid of him and stood in awe of him.

Clearly, it was concern and anxiety, yet he always had to express it in such a misleading way.

Bo Si Han seemed to lack that soft side in his nature.

Of course... it wasn't entirely absent, for instance, right now.

Gu Wenyan pursed her lips: "Why are you being so fierce? I was just thinking about how best to reply to you."

At her words, Bo Si Han actually relaxed his brow, his expression a bit helpless: "I was just worried that I said something wrong and made you unhappy."

Such words, though stiff, were heartfelt and made Gu Wenyan's heart soften, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up: "No, I just felt you must be very busy in the morning, and was debating whether to keep bothering you."

"It doesn't matter, work is never finished, so there is no need to put it first."

"Hm? But..." Gu Wenyan thought of something, a glint of mischief appearing in her clear eyes, "You seemed to have accepted a text interview with a financial media outlet last year, and in the interview, you said that work was the most urgent thing for you right now?"

Bo Si Han's expression didn't change, and he argued with a straight face: "Before marrying you, work was the most urgent thing; after marrying you, you are the most important thing."

Gu Wenyan's face flushed red, her cheeks becoming incredibly hot, and something was howling in her heart.

Was Bo Si Han going too far? How did he manage to say such moving romantic words with such a cold expression?

Although to him this might not be flowery language, Gu Wenyan was certain... there were few women in this world who could resist such an offensive.

Especially his deep voice, which could make her heart melt.

"Bo Si Han..." Gu Wenyan whispered his name.

"What?"

Bo Si Han observed Gu Wenyan's expression and noticed her cheeks seemed a bit red; just as he was about to ask, he heard her say, "As long as you maintain how you are now... no one could fail to love you."