Fu Yubo opened the door for Xiao Yebai.
As soon as Yao Sister saw Da Bai, she became scared and hid to one side.
Xiao Yebai saw her standing on the balcony.
"Who is she talking to on the phone?"
His questioning came abruptly and seemingly carried a tinge of anger, like the smell of gunpowder.
Fu Yubo was startled for a moment and answered, "I don’t know, she should be discussing business."
Of course, Da Bai was aware of that. The only thing that could excite Gu Jinrong to this extent was the successful conclusion of a business deal.
Xiao Yebai’s eyes rolled around once and he stood still, sneakily peeping at Gu Jinrong’s face from afar on the balcony.
Fu Yubo and Yao Sister, who were inside, both became rigid and motionless.
Good heavens, what are this couple up to? Don’t drag them down and turn them into statues, okay? The eerie atmosphere nearly froze them to death, and it wasn’t even winter yet.
The cold wind seemed to whoosh down from the sunny side.
Gu Jinrong felt nothing.
For those indoors, it felt like it was below zero.
A thin layer of frost had already formed on Xiao Yebai’s face.
He’d been standing there so long, and yet she had no clue, so engrossed in her conversation that she could even forget her own child? Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
Fu Yubo simply ran back to Yao Sister to huddle for warmth.
The two communicated with glances: this situation clearly couldn’t go on .
Yao Sister stood up, took a cup of water, and took the opportunity to walk over to the balcony, pinching Gu Nuan’s arm.
Gu Nuan was puzzled, "What’s wrong?"
When she turned around, she saw her own little one standing there.
"Wait a moment," said Gu Nuan without hesitation to the little one.
Xiao Yebai turned and left.
There was a loud slamming of the door.
The hearts of Yao Sister and Fu Yubo almost leapt out of their chests.
Zhuang Haoran and Luca, who were talking to Gu Nuan, seemed to feel the waves of anger across the phone, asking, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," Gu Nuan maintained her usual tone, saying, "How about this, if it’s convenient for you, let’s meet up tomorrow."
After arranging a time, Gu Nuan put away her phone, ready to go back and soothe her own little one.
She didn’t expect that halfway back, another call came in. This time it was Steve pulling strings, as several manor owners showed considerable interest in Gu Nuan’s project.
Business opportunities followed one after another. Gu Nuan felt somewhat overwhelmed.
Walking and sending emails, by the time Gu Nuan reached her own guest room, she hadn’t even looked up, knocked on the door, and when the door just opened, she walked right into the chest of the person who opened it.
After calmly sending out the text message, Gu Nuan let out a sigh of relief, looked up, and saw someone looking down at her with a pair of scrutinizing eyes.
Suddenly, her heart started to race for a few seconds.
Feigning composure, Gu Nuan said, "What? I’m just doing business, aren’t I?"
The angry person seemed unwilling to speak.
Gu Nuan could only touch his arm and say, "Has your hand gotten better?"
Because he hurried to bring her a late-night snack and forgot to put the fake bandage back on, Da Bai found it a little hard to speak and hummed a response.
"Let’s go inside, okay?"
The soft voice was soothing enough to melt someone’s heart.
There was no helping it, Gu Jinrong had that charm; usually so cold and clear, but once her tone turned soft, it was like a call of doom on the spot.
However, tonight, it seemed someone was determined to stay mad to the end, moving aside to let her enter the room, then pulled the door closed without saying a word.
Gu Nuan raised an eyebrow, walked into the room, and saw a porcelain bowl covered with a pot lid on the table. Next to it, there were chopsticks and spoons, as well as a few small dishes.