Gu Yixuan enjoyed driving sports cars, so she would always take an extra look at them.
Upon returning home, the two sisters took a bath before heading to the kitchen to cook together.
In the past, Mo Yan never used to join her in cooking, but now their relationship was even better than before, doing almost everything together.
"Sis, why don’t you rest for a while? I can handle the cooking," Mo Ran said as she was busy frying dishes, wearing an apron. Follow current novᴇls on Nove1Fire.net
Mo Yan’s body was frailer than hers; she would feel exhausted after shopping.
"I’ll rest once I finish washing these vegetables," Mo Yan didn’t insist.
After washing the vegetables she was going to fry, Mo Yan took off her apron and went to the living room to drink water.
She picked up her glass and her gaze landed on another glass.
It was a very delicate cup, pure white with a ring of gold at the rim, giving off an air of nobility and elegance.
Such cups were sturdy and not easily broken, yet they were also quite expensive in the market, costing enough to cover half a month’s expenses for an average family.
It was Gu Yixuan’s cup, and Mo Ran used it to drink water every day, cherishing it like a treasure and not allowing others to touch it.
Mo Ran brought out the cooked dishes, and Mo Yan said to her, "Ranran, it has been several months now, if Gu Yixuan were still alive, he would have contacted you. You should try to accept reality and look ahead."
She didn’t understand the depth of Mo Ran and Gu Yixuan’s relationship and thought that time would quickly wash away their memories of each other.
Mo Ran paused, tucked her hair behind her ear, and smiled, "Why say these things, Sis? I’m doing quite well, aren’t I? I’m not seeking death."
"I’m just advising you, hoping you can move on sooner."
"Come, let’s eat, everything is ready," Mo Ran changed the subject, not wanting to continue the conversation.
Everyone thought that Gu Yixuan was dead, but she believed he must still be alive in this world.
Her intuition told her he was fine and that one day he would come back to her...
At night, in the presidential suite of Jindi Hotel, Gu Yixuan was on a call.
"Collect all recent developments at the company and report them to me immediately. And don’t announce my return yet, let’s wait a few more days. Yeah, that’s it."
After hanging up, he walked onto the balcony, resting his hands on the railing, allowing the cool breeze to wash over him, dispelling the summer’s heat.
He had suddenly decided to come back, although the folks at the Gu family knew.