Bei Ran sensed from his dangerous, leopard-like gaze that Gu Qingchen’s anger had not yet dissipated.
At this moment, he was like a fierce beast in the early morning sunlight, longing yet unsatisfied, having not found food, and she was the prey readily available at the swipe of his claw.
With even the slightest carelessness in her response, he would devour her.
Having been by his side for four years, she had grown into a woman as meticulous and transparent as crystal glass; before marrying him, she was like a piece of uncarved jade.
After four years by his side, that piece of jade had already come to life, glowing all over.
"I love you!" she said naturally.
Her eyes in the dawn’s light, clear and transparent like the waters by the shores of Lake Baikal, allowed him to see right through to the bottom!
Yet Gu Qingchen, who was always sharp in perceiving people’s hearts, felt that Bei Ran’s eyes were misted over. Despite the water being so clear and beautiful, that thin layer of fog remained a barrier between them.
He could wield a sharp surgical knife to open up a human heart, understanding every organ and its function.
But he could not see through Bei Ran’s heart!
She was a pool of water, clear and transparent.
She was a clump of fog, hazy and lingering.
She knew when to advance or retreat, she was versatile and adaptable, as strong as a pine, and as cunning as a fox.
Bei Ran kissed Gu Qingchen lightly on the lips, like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface, then said, "I have an appointment with Miss Song today to discuss wedding planning. I can’t afford to mess up your cousin’s wedding affairs!"
After freshening up, Bei Ran didn’t return to Earth Wedding Company but went straight to meet Song Ziyu.
"Miss Bei, I didn’t see you yesterday, how have you been?" As soon as Song Ziyu saw her, she quickly asked.
Bei Ran gazed at her and smiled faintly: "I had some matters to attend to yesterday and left early; Doctor Gu has told you, your health is fine, rest assured!"
"Yes, my cousin told me!" Song Ziyu said happily, "Now I can be a happy and joyful bride!"
Bei Ran was slightly taken aback. Weren’t Song Ziyu and Su Tianqing’s marriage an arranged union of wealthy families? Why did Song Ziyu seem to genuinely like Su Tianqing?
Although that was what she thought, she did not ask.
Bei Ran was not one to gossip, and besides, this was a client’s privacy, which she would absolutely not intrude upon.
Yet Song Ziyu asked her, "Miss Bei, do you think if someone pretends to love another person for a long time, they might end up truly falling in love with them?"
Bei Ran nodded, "That could happen, the grandest vows of eternal love can’t compare to the tranquility of a long, steady life of love; after all, love is the most fickle."
She too had once pretended to love Gu Qingchen, and over time, found herself truly reluctant to let him go!
Song Ziyu smiled shyly; she too had been pretending to love Su Tianqing. Their marriage of convenience was arranged long ago.
Only, she never expected that when the wedding came, she would genuinely be looking forward to being his bride!
When Bei Ran finished saying these words, she felt a chill rising behind her!
She didn’t need to turn around to know which man had already arrived here!