Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ultimately, he was no one to her. He had no reason to believe that she considered this anything but a business transaction.
Lu Bancheng exhaled a long breath. Just when he was about to put away his phone, it beeped. “Brother Bancheng, then when can we start on your proposal?”
She’s probably in urgent need of one million dollars…
Lu Bancheng typed, “Tomorrow is the wedding of Brother Sheng and Xiao’ai. Let’s make our announcement the day after that.”
After he sent the message, Lu Bancheng thought for a while and then wrote a new message. “I have something going on in the afternoon and will need to head over to Huan Yi. I’ll come by your place on my way, and you can come down and get the check.”
“Thanks, Brother Bancheng.”
Lu Bancheng did not reply to Xu Wennuan’s text and placed his phone down on his desk. He then stared at his computer and went into a daze, not even registering the beep notifying him that an email arrived.
Relationships do not run on reason, and they always form when one was least expecting it. If possible, he genuinely wished that they could live together, but it was obvious that she only viewed him as a friend. This was fine with him, however; if they could not live together, he was satisfied with the fact that they were simply both alive.
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On the night before receiving the bride, there was a tradition whereby the bride and groom were not allowed to meet. Even though Gu Yusheng and Qin Zhi’ai had a child together, out of auspiciousness, Gu Yusheng returned to stay in the Gu Mansion while Qin Zhi’ai, Mother Qin, and Qin Jiayan stayed at Gu Yusheng’s villa.
The formal dress and accessories had already been delivered to the house earlier that afternoon, and they filled up half the living room. After dinner, Mother Qin grabbed hold of Qin Zhi’ai and nagged her in detail about the types of accessories to pair with each formal dress, as well as what should be worn during the ceremony when the bride and groom bow to each other, as she was afraid that Qin Zhi’ai would not remember.
While Qin Zhi’ai listened to her mother, her fingers ran down the gowns that were specially tailored by overseas designers, and her eyes suddenly felt a stinging sensation.
This was a dream that she had had since she was young. She had waited for 10 years, and it was now coming true. This dream amazed her in all aspects, no matter how much it occupied her mind.
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Because Qin Zhi’ai had to wake up at 5:00 a.m. the next morning to work on her makeup, Mother Qin began urging her to go to bed for the night. Qin Zhi’ai agreed, but the moment she laid down on her bed, her mind was flooded with the details about her wedding the next day. The more she thought about it, the more anxious and awake she became. Qin Zhi’ai tossed and turned in bed, changing her position multiple times, but she still failed to fall asleep.
Finally, she sat up and looked at her phone to check the time. It was 1:00 a.m., and she had only four hours before she would be putting on her makeup.
Is Gu Yusheng sleeping now?
As this thought crossed her mind, Qin Zhi’ai tapped out Gu Yusheng’s number and sent him a message. “Are you asleep?”
Shortly after she sent the message, she received an incoming call from Gu Yusheng. Qin Zhi’ai picked it up and asked, “You’re still awake?”
“Yeah…” Over the phone, she could hear the sound of wind blowing from Gu Yusheng’s end. Her brows knitted into a frown, and she asked, “You’re not at home?”
Without waiting for his reply, Qin Zhi’ai slid out of bed and ran over to the balcony. Sure enough, his car was parked outside the gates, and Gu Yusheng was smoking while leaning against the front of it with his phone in his hands.