Qiao Liang shrugged, "My surname is Qiao now, the Lu Family’s affairs have nothing to do with me."
He took a few steps forward, then stopped, raised an eyebrow, and finally turned to look at Huangfu Jue.
"Speaking of which, I have something to remind you, Duke. You’re not ordinary, your Royal Family, your country, your citizens... can they accept a woman like Gan Yuan as your wife?" Qiao Liang restrained his smile, his tone unusually deep, "If you don’t want to hurt her, you’d better let go now."
Huangfu Jue stood still, his handsome face showing no emotion.
"That’s none of your concern."
"I like her, so it is my concern."
Flashing a mischievous smile, Qiao Liang slipped his hand into his suit pocket and walked away.
Taking the elevator down, Qiao Liang stepped out and glanced at a figure from the corner of his eye; he turned uncertainly.
There, Gan Yuan stood with her hands in her pockets, leaning against the wall, turning to face him.
Gan Yuan walked out from the corner, "Hitching a ride, no objections, right?"
Noticing her sock-clad feet, he hurriedly said, "Wait while I bring the car around."
With that, Qiao Liang hurried off.
Moments later, he drove up in a sports car, stopped beside her, and helped her open the door.
Gan Yuan ducked into the passenger seat, closed the door with a casual move, and gave him the destination.
Qiao Liang started the car, "So you moved there."
"Yeah," Gan Yuan took a deep breath, "Sorry for using you just now."
She had deliberately grown closer to him to make Huangfu Jue lose his temper so that she might find an opportunity to leave.
Qiao Liang chuckled, "I would rather hope it wasn’t use."
Gan Yuan smiled, "I’m not right for you."
The man gave a bitter smile, "Really... not even a little possibility?"
"I’m sorry." Gan Yuan took a deep breath, turned her face, and looked at him with sincere eyes, "It’s not that you’re not good enough, it’s just, I won’t fall in love with anyone else."
Qiao Liang nodded lightly, then asked unwillingly, "Is it Huangfu Jue, or... Xiaotang’s father?"
"Xiaotang’s father," said Gan Yuan.
Qiao Liang let out a sigh, "I concede."
If it had been Huangfu Jue, whom she had just met a few days ago, he would not have been content to lose.
But if it was that child’s father, Qiao Liang conceded wholeheartedly.
He had tried various ways to learn about Gan Yuan; she never wore a wedding ring on her finger, and according to her CV and all other information, it showed she was single.
A woman, willing to have a child for a man, bringing up the child alone for so many years... what else could it be, if not true love?
Stopping the car at a traffic light, Qiao Liang tapped his long fingers lightly on the steering wheel.
"It seems, I really have no reason to stay here anymore."
Gan Yuan turned, "You’re leaving?"
He shrugged his shoulders, "Xiaoqing has been pressing too hard; I have to escape. Ah, I wonder when that girl will give up!"
Gan Yuan opened her mouth, intending to persuade him for a moment, but then swallowed back her words.
Life has its own ups and downs, known best to oneself. She hadn’t even handled her own affairs properly, so what right did she have to impose on someone else’s life?
The car pulled into Bibo Apartment and stopped below Gan Yuan’s building.
Gan Yuan pushed open the car door, turned to him, and said, "I won’t invite you up, hope you don’t take offense."