Chapter 67: Gu Yeting's Change

Gu Yeting at this moment was purely thinking about how to pick a fight with Gu Wenyan and salvage a little face.

He had also completely forgotten to consider what Gu Mianmian, who was still here, might think.

Therefore, he stormed up to the bait without noticing at all.

Gu Wenyan showed no expression at all, her demeanor very natural, very calm—after all, someone had already been greatly affected at this point, so she didn't need to overreact.

As expected, Gu Mianmian couldn't hold back and asked, "Brother… how did you end up going out to eat with sister today? How did you two end up together? Did you just happen to bump into each other?"

But even though Gu Mianmian asked this, whether or not she got the answer she wanted, some impact had already been made.

Given Gu Yeting's past temperament, let alone eating with Gu Wenyan, even if they ran into each other by chance, he would only turn and walk away.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He would even disdainfully mock her a couple of times.

But today… he had actually had dinner together? And it was Gu Yeting himself who brought it up…

Clearly, given how much he despised Gu Wenyan, he absolutely couldn't have said something like that!

Gu Mianmian could barely keep her emotions in check.

"It's like this—I went to the Leiting Charity Foundation to handle some matters and happened to run into him, so we had a meal together." Gu Wenyan didn't want to say much about how she had helped Gu Yeting.

And in Gu Yeting's ears…

It sounded as if she had done him a favor but was pretending it was nothing, not wanting others to know just how big a favor she had done him.

Whether it was for his pride or for some other reason, in any case… Gu Yeting's personality was exactly like this—the more he was provoked, the more he did the opposite, unyielding and wild, wanton and unrestrained.

So, once again, he rebutted Gu Wenyan's account without the slightest hesitation, telling his mother: "Today was all thanks to her. Some troubles the foundation ran into were resolved smoothly only because of her."

Hearing this, his mother was startled: "Is it the matter of the foundation's counterfeit goods? I had wanted to ask you about it, but later I found out you had already resolved it, so I didn't press further."

"Yes."

"So what you're saying is… it was only resolved smoothly thanks to Wen Yan?"

"Exactly." Gu Yeting said calmly, "Our competitors bribed an appraiser and had a fake authenticated as genuine, then put it on the auction list. Later it was exposed… it did have a huge impact on the foundation."

After Gu Yeting's cold gaze fell on Gu Wenyan's face, it once again became deep and bottomless.

For a moment, it was hard to discern what kind of emotional turmoil lay within.

He silently sighed again and explained to his mother: "She provided a set of Song Lao's Purple Clay Teapot. Originally this set was meant for father, but because of the trouble the Leiting Charity Foundation ran into, she chose to sell this set of Purple Clay Teapot to me."

Gu Wenyan curved the corner of her mouth, not taking it to heart, and smiled lightly: "I'll prepare another one for dad."

Ye Yiwen was very pleased: "It's good that it's resolved. I didn't expect that in the end it was thanks to Wen Yan that these problems were successfully solved… but that's fine too, as long as there's no trouble, I can rest a little easier."

Ye Yiwen immediately followed up curiously: "But how does Wen Yan happen to have Song Lao's Purple Clay Teapot? Last time… I remember the set Mianmian got from a friend was also a forgery. There really are quite a lot of Song Lao's Purple Clay Teapot on the market these days that look just like the real thing."

Gu Mianmian was already so shocked she couldn't speak. Last time, the teapot she had given father had been identified as a forgery, and she had already lost a great deal of face.

This time… she had discovered that Gu Wenyan could provide the genuine article, and more than one set at that!

It seemed that after giving one set to Gu Yeting, she still had other teapots…

Just how did Gu Wenyan have these things? Where did she get the money?

Gu Mianmian could never figure it out.

But Gu Wenyan had no intention of saying more, merely smiling lightly and breezily: "I just happened to have a channel."

Gu Mianmian couldn't hold back any longer and pressed: "Sister, even father can't necessarily get his hands on Song Lao's Purple Clay Teapot now—how could you so easily get more than one set?"

"And you could tell at a glance whether that Purple Clay Teapot was real or fake… why is that?"

Only now did Gu Mianmian realize that she actually didn't really know Gu Wenyan that well at all.

Although she had previously thought she had Gu Wenyan wrapped around her finger, now she realized… at that time, she had only known a very superficial Gu Wenyan.

Now…

Countless panicky emotions were still sprouting in Gu Mianmian's heart.

Facing her pressing questions, as well as the curious gazes of her mother and Gu Yeting, Gu Wenyan merely shook her head and said: "It's nothing. I just happen to have a friend who's very interested in collecting things like this, and he has quite a few similar pieces in his hands. So I had the chance to buy these items from him and verify whether they're real or fake."

Ye Yiwen smiled: "Alright, whatever the reason, the good thing is you helped your third brother this time. Your third brother should be the one thanking you."

"Third brother already treated me to dinner, so there's no need to thank me again. Besides, we're all one family."

After saying this, Gu Wenyan withdrew her gaze, leaving Gu Yeting alone with an unreadable expression shifting across his face.

He had never regarded Gu Wenyan as family, feeling this sister didn't deserve his attention.

But when he was in trouble… Gu Wenyan had stepped forward to help without the slightest hesitation.

Gu Wenyan had absolutely no need to do this. Given how terribly he had treated her before, she could have sat back and looked the other way.

Yet Gu Wenyan had stepped in anyway,

Gu Yeting couldn't help feeling that his previous behavior had been truly excessive, that he had bullied Gu Wenyan too much. Even if he didn't accept her as a sister, he didn't have to…

Sometimes a person's change of heart happens in just an instant,

No matter how much Gu Yeting had disliked Gu Wenyan before, Gu Wenyan's act of letting bygones be bygones this time had touched him to a great extent.

Although he was unyielding and wild, cold and easygoing by nature, he wasn't an unreasonable person,

Previously it was because he cared too much about and doted on his sister Gu Mianmian, so he had held many biased views against Gu Wenyan. Now, those views…

Had finally changed when it came to interests tied to himself.

Gu Mianmian, panicked, quickly called out to her brother: "I painted a picture today and wanted to give it to you. Come to my room? I'll get it for you!"

"Oh, alright. What did you paint?" Gu Yeting's attention was quickly diverted.

He didn't think any further about whether he should treat Gu Wenyan differently.

Gu Wenyan saw through Gu Mianmian's little trick, her expression unchanged, and returned to her room.

No sooner had she returned to her room than she received a call from Bao Sihan: "Home?"

"Mm, just got home. You?"

"I just finished up."

"You're not still at the company, are you?"

"Yeah, still at the company." The tall man stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the nightscape of this city of steel and concrete, and sighed. "Wenyan, I miss you."