Chapter 441: Chapter 442: President Gu Humbling Himself Daily
Wen Xiaochu’s gaze hovered between the two people.
Both of them appeared incredibly composed, yet the room felt as cold as an ice cellar.
Wen Xiaochu cleared her throat: “Um, I’m leaving now.”
Then, with a lack of good grace, she vanished as fast as she could.
Xia Yangyang seemed unperturbed and acted as if she hadn’t noticed Gu Qichen’s presence. She turned to tidy up.
Gu Qichen walked over, placing the food box on the table.
Addressing Xia Yangyang’s turned back, he explained, “Xi Zijun is a partner in my sister’s company. She came not to see me. Don’t misunderstand.”
Xia Yangyang turned around: “I won’t misunderstand, because I don’t care, Gu Qichen. Whether you end up with Xi Zijun, or a Xi Chicheng Huang Luqing or any other Xi, it doesn’t matter to me. I only hope you’d end things between us before starting a new relationship. Cut the ties definitely, don’t keep stringing me along.”
For such a long time, Xia Yangyang had never shown Gu Qichen any kindness.
She seemed to delight in hurting him verbally.
Initially, Gu Qichen would get upset.
Now, for some unknown reason, Xia Yangyang had the feeling he had grown accustomed to it.
He appeared to be able to filter out whatever he didn’t want to hear.
Gu Qichen didn’t retaliate against Xia Yangyang. Instead, he uncovered the food box layer by layer: “I’ve made abalone and rip soup porridge today. It’s time for a change of taste.”
At times like these, Xia Yangyang would feel both heartbroken and angry.
She felt that she had totally transformed from who she once was.
It was as if she had become a knife, incessantly stabbing Gu Qichen’s heart.
However, his constant compromise, even with his cheerful face, not holding grudges against her, made Xia Yangyang feel as though the knife was actually stabbing her own heart.
What should she do? She felt she couldn’t hold on any longer.
Xia Yangyang walked over with her head down.
For once, she sat down and took a bite.
Lately, Gu Qichen had been regularly bringing porridge.
However, Xia Yangyang hadn’t eaten any. It was always taken back by him, untouched, the next day.
Despite that, Gu Qichen would still come every day.
Today, when Xia Yangyang was eating the porridge, Gu Qichen frowned.
It felt like a bad premonition.
As expected, after a few sips of the porridge, Xia Yangyang spoke with a heavy voice: “Gu Qichen, I beg you, are you enjoying this? You can’t change me nor reality. When I hurt you, I also feel miserable. But why do you insist on forcing me to destroy the little remaining warmth from the past? Set me free, think of it as giving yourself a way out. As the grand CEO of Shengyuan, you’re here making porridge every day, humbling yourself to me, bearing my insults. Don’t you find it suffocating?”
“I don’t!” Gu Qichen muttered these four words in a low voice.
Xia Yangyang looked at him in disbelief.
A faint smile played at the corners of Gu Qichen’s mouth.
Lowering his head, he held Xia Yangyang’s face and gently kissed her lips.
Before Xia Yangyang could react angrily, Gu Qichen had already let go of her.
Gu Qichen’s smile was light, “There’s some porridge on the corner of your lips. I’ve cleaned it for you.”
In the past, the two of them would often engage in such banter.
But that was when those little joys were mutual and tiring for the couple.
Now, Gu Qichen’s actions only tired Xia Yangyang to the point of exhaustion.
She felt she had tried everything.
Yet Gu Qichen’s grip was so firm that it caused her heart to ache.
Xia Yangyang lowered her gaze, “Fine, let’s see how long you can persist.”