Gu Qichen was taken aback too.
He had assumed it was related to Gu Zhaohan.
But he never expected it to be because of Gu Mingzhu.
So many things were just unclear, Gu Qichen simply couldn’t understand it.
Gu Qichen asked, “Tan Zhen? Is she Yangyang’s biological mother?”
Gu Mingzhu covered her face and nodded, “It all happened more than twenty years ago. Ultimately, I drove her mother to suicide. All these years, this matter has been my torment. I thought everyone would forget it with time, and I thought I could receive redemption for my sins. But I was wrong. You actually married Tan Zhen’s daughter. This is karmic retribution.”
Gu Qichen did not understand the past matters.
But Gu Mingzhu’s words hit him like countless chaotic stones, crashing into his heart.
If it was an emotional problem, Gu Qichen could resolve it on his own.
Gu Qichen suddenly became calm.
Xia Yangyang ran out of the Gu mansion alone.
The Gu mansion was a grand house built on a hillside.
It took a long time to walk down the mountain path.
Xia Yangyang could feel someone had been following her all along.
That person was Gu Zhaohan.
But at this moment, Xia Yangyang didn’t want to talk at all. She just wanted to be alone and think.
Fortunately, she had her phone in her pocket.
Xia Yangyang called Wen Xiaochu.
Not long after, a Maybach pulled up in front of Xia Yangyang.
The driver was Mu Liancheng.
The person seated on the passenger side was Wen Xiaochu.
Xia Yangyang knew she was causing trouble for them.
But right now, the only person she could think of was her.
Xia Yangyang got in the car, and it started up again and went down the mountain path.
Mu Liancheng looked into the rearview mirror and said, “Sister-in-law, who was that guy that was following you?”
Xia Yangyang also glanced at the rearview mirror.
Gu Zhaohan had already stopped.
He stood alone in the cold night wind.
He had just come from home and hadn’t put on a jacket.
He only wore a black sweater.
That European style made him look handsome and dashing, but also exuded a calm aristocratic temperament.
Wen Xiaochu took a few more glances, “Isn’t that Gu Zhaohan?”
Mu Liancheng furrowed his brows, “How do you know him?”
Wen Xiaochu gave Mu Liancheng a glance, “How could I not know him? He’s the “Ice Prince” of our school, and we are in the same major, have the same tutor, see each other frequently, and now we’re interning at the same hospital.”
Mu Liancheng’s frown deepened, “Wen Xiaochu, you change your hospital for the internship.”
Wen Xiaochu rolled her eyes at him, “What are you freaking out about.”
Wen Xiaochu couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to Mu Liancheng, this so-called ‘Vinegar King of Asia’. Recently he had been jealous about everything, becoming a vinegar jar.
Wen Xiaochu was nearly fed up with him.
Wen Xiaochu turned around to look at Xia Yangyang, who was sitting helplessly at the back seat. “Yangyang, what happened? Why did you leave the Gu mansion alone?”
It was New Year’s Eve, a time for family gatherings.
The fact that Xia Yangyang had left there, and in this state, made Wen Xiaochu feel something big must have happened.
In fact, Wen Xiaochu isn’t very clear about Xia Yangyang’s recent situation.
Xia Yangyang hadn’t been to school for a long time and had been busy filming.
She, on the other hand, had been busy with her internship.
They occasionally called each other to chat about their studies.
Wen Xiaochu always believed that Xia Yangyang’s career was soaring, her love life was great, and everything was perfect.
She didn’t know what on earth had happened to make Xia Yangyang appear so disheveled on New Year’s Eve..