Gan Yuan escorted Huangfu Jue out of the living room, where Will had been waiting by the car door at the bottom of the stairs for some time.
Seeing them from a distance, he immediately nodded to Gan Yuan as a greeting.
"Ajue," after straightening Huangfu Jue’s flawless suit, Gan Yuan spoke softly, "in a bit, I’m thinking of going out, to... "
Huangfu Jue cut her off, "You can go anywhere you wish to go, see anyone you want to see, provided that... you ensure safety and return on time."
He could easily guess what was on her mind; even if she didn’t say it, Huangfu Jue knew that she was definitely referring to Moses.
She was his lover, his future wife, not his slave; she most certainly had that right.
Gan Yuan gazed into the man’s blue eyes, "You... don’t mind?"
"I do mind," the sincerity and indulgence shone in the man’s blue eyes, "but I trust you."
If possible, he would’ve hated not to have her by his side 24 hours a day, or to keep her hidden away like a treasure in a box, not to be shared with anyone...
However, he also knew that he couldn’t!
Last night, he’d lost his temper with her in a moment of impulsiveness, but later he gave it some serious thought.
For him, she’d fearlessly given birth to Gan Tang, raising the child all by herself.
For him, she’d risked everything; such devotion shouldn’t be questioned.
A few simple words, yet full of deep affection.
The man before her had never been one for sweet talk, but he’d always been a man of action.
Knowing his personality and status, Gan Yuan understood how precious this trust was.
With a thousand unspoken words in her heart, she chose to say nothing, but instead tiptoed to steady herself on his shoulders and gently kissed the corner of his lips.
The man nodded with a smile, turned, and walked down the steps, getting into the car and waving goodbye as he drove away.
Standing on the steps and watching his car disappear into the distance, Gan Yuan’s lips remained curved upwards.
She had imagined many times, sending him away , waiting for his return; she had never dreamed that one day it would come true.
And yet, she’d really done it.
Tucking away her smile, she quickly turned and walked back upstairs.
Once back in the bedroom, she changed her clothes and immediately took her phone to dial a number she knew by heart.
This happiness hadn’t come easily; this time, no matter the cost, she was determined to fight for it.
At the street corner, a discount notice for the national holiday hung in the window of the bakery.
"Chocolate mousse $2.9, apple pie $3.6..."
The last line listed the price of hot dogs—$0.99.
Outside the display window, Moses, dressed in black, was flipping a coin between his fingers with agility honed over the years.
The coin tumbled swiftly between his fingers but never fell.
The bakery’s female clerk, who had been watching Moses standing there for a long time through the window, finally couldn’t help stepping out.
"Sir, if you’re short on money, I can treat you!"
Moses didn’t respond; in fact, he hardly noticed her presence at all.
The vibration of his phone rang out, making him pause. Quickly, he clenched the coin between his fingers and pulled out his phone from his suit’s inner pocket. Upon seeing the number, a flicker of unusual light crossed his dark eyes.
For many years, he had kept this number and developed the habit of always carrying the phone with him.
Good morning, Little Princesses~!~