Gu Zixuan returned to Yu Wei’s home and started to continue working.
It’s just the roses that were brought back...
She glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, then found a swan-shaped crystal vase, inserted them all inside, and arranged them in the living room.
Finally, she pulled out one of them, trimmed the leaves and stem, placed it in a small crystal bottle, and took it to the bedroom.
As the night gradually deepened, Yu Yuanshen saw the striking snow-white flowers at the entrance as he changed into slippers upon returning from overtime.
Branch by branch, they were as elegant as Zurich’s winter snow.
His brown eyes half-closed, paused for a moment, then he stepped into the bedroom and called out to Yu Youxuan.
"Youxuan, who sent the roses in the living room?"
Yu Youxuan, who was asleep and groggy, immediately woke up upon hearing this, hugged Yu Yuanshen’s neck, and pouted, "Daddy, why are you only back now? Today Sister Gu was almost taken away by that uncle with the surname Feng!"
Searching through Rong City and recalling the business Gu Zixuan handled these past few days...
Yu Yuanshen’s heart skipped a beat, raising an eyebrow, "Him?"
Yu Youxuan pouted and started to babble, "Yeah, he even treated us to dinner and wouldn’t let go of Sister Gu, constantly asking her if he was handsome..."
"..." Yu Yuanshen’s eyebrows subconsciously furrowed slightly.
Until Youxuan angrily exclaimed, "You said he looks so much younger than Aunt Weiwei, why doesn’t he go for Aunt Weiwei and instead wants to steal Sister Gu from me."
Youxuan’s voice was soft and tender, her pink lips gleaming with moisture.
Yu Yuanshen was stunned for a moment, surprised, "He’s younger than Weiwei?"
"Uh-huh." Yu Youxuan didn’t know too many people or things, she only saw Feng Yuxi running errands during checkout, and her lasting memory was Feng Yuxi pestering Gu Zixuan, so she nodded vigorously.
In a daze, Yu Yuanshen seemed to recall another figure, and couldn’t help but curve his lips. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel✦fire.net
With a slight relief in his heart, he rubbed Youxuan’s small head, "Alright, it’s fine, sleep now. Dad will take a shower and come back to accompany you."
As Yu Yuanshen got up to head to the bathroom, Youxuan couldn’t help but mumble, "Why aren’t you worried at all? If my mom gets chased away by someone, I won’t acknowledge you as my dad."
Inside the bathroom, Yu Yuanshen closed the door, listening to the small voice, his lips curving deeply.
Honestly, if it’s Feng Yuxi, there’s really nothing to worry about, because Gu Zixuan’s personality just couldn’t possibly like that kind of young lad.
If he remembered correctly, she once said that she hoped the person she loved would be older, gentle, kind, someone to guide her in life and provide warmth in their relationship.
Upstairs in the bedroom.
Gu Zixuan looked at the data while occasionally glancing at those pure white roses.
Until the phone suddenly buzzed and a message arrived.
From a completely unknown number, couldn’t figure out where it was from, the message read, "Would you try abandoning someone for many years, only to suddenly think of them one day?"
Who is this? Sent it to the wrong person?
Gu Zixuan frowned, looked at it repeatedly, then left it aside without bothering further.
In the same ink-like night, somewhere else, a tall figure was seated with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, fingering a mobile phone.
He didn’t turn on the lights, in the darkness, only the starry sky and a pot of white lilacs on the table gently swayed...