She had just spoken the truth; he had actually been testing her heart all along.
He was testing how much she truly loved him, whether it was worth it for him to hand over his heart...
"Clang—" As soon as Mo Ran walked up the stairs, she heard a loud noise coming from downstairs.
It must have been something like glass that had been smashed, perhaps a glass table. Her steps paused for a moment, then she continued into her room without looking back.
"Sir!" The maid cried out in alarm, looking at Gu Yixuan’s bleeding palm with horror.
He seemed numb, sitting on the sofa dejectedly, his head slightly lowered, his eyes obscured by his fringe, unclear.
The two maids deftly brought over a first aid kit to the housekeeper, then hurriedly cleaned up the floor.
"Sir, let me dress your wound," the housekeeper said as she lifted his hand, but he shook her off. This content belongs to novelꞁire.net
She sighed in resignation and changed her approach, "Young Master Gu..."
Gu Yixuan’s body stiffened, but he stopped resisting and let her bandage his wound.
At the Gu family’s home, everyone called him Young Master Gu, a title he didn’t like.
But it was different when the housekeeper called him that. It reminded him of the many years of care she had lavished upon him.
The housekeeper really wanted to persuade him to take a broader view and not be too concerned with gains and losses. But she knew that Gu Yixuan, at this moment, couldn’t hear any advice; the more you said, the more he would resent it.
Her heart was filled with helplessness; it had not been easy for him and Mo Ran to come together, and now they were at odds again.
Perhaps conflicts between lovers were normal, and she hoped they would reconcile soon.
At noon, Mo Ran didn’t go out to eat. The housekeeper brought her food to her room, and her mood seemed quite normal, showing no signs of petulance or sadness.
She obediently ate her meal, and the housekeeper reassuredly went downstairs to report this to Gu Yixuan.
Gu Yixuan had maintained the same posture all morning, not moving at all. When the housekeeper reported to him, his gaze only shifted slightly.
"Sir, you should eat something too," the housekeeper entreated him countless times.
Gu Yixuan gave no response, as if he hadn’t heard.
"Ah..." The housekeeper sighed and walked away reluctantly.
In her room, Mo Ran thought for a long time and felt that she and Gu Yixuan needed some time to cool off.
Their issues had become more than just simple arguments and disagreements.
He said his love was something she didn’t deserve.
Throughout their time together, he had never fully given her his true heart.
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