Gu Qili kicked open the door of the CEO’s office, her hand gripping the scissors tightly, her face ablaze with the flames of anger.
Unexpectedly, there was nobody in the CEO’s office, just his desk piled high with files.
Gu Qili walked over, didn’t see anyone, and vented all her fury on his belongings. She swept all the files onto the floor, scattering white papers everywhere. She picked up his computer and smashed it against the wall. Everything on the desk that could be thrown was thrown out.
Not until the desk was clean did she feel unsatisfied. She walked to his couch, kicked over the coffee table and looked back to see his bookcase. She picked up a chair, walked over, and violently smashed the chair against the bookcase’s glass. It didn’t take many hits before the glass shattered, and the books inside tumbled down.
In the midst, she saw a few wine magazines, and images of past warmth unbiddenly intruded into her mind.
She liked curling up on that couch, reading, while he worked at his desk, the occasional exchanges of glances made her feel incredibly sweet.
She thought she was the happiest woman in the world, but reality viciously slapped her in the face. The man she loved to her bones had not only harmed the Gu Family, but also killed her father, abandoned her, and took their child. If it hadn’t been for him, Niannian would never have fallen into the icy sea; he was the one who killed Niannian.
With such deep hatred, stabbing him a few times wouldn’t be satisfying enough.
Gu Qili, exhausted from throwing and smashing, collapsed onto the sofa on the side, her eyes red.
Xiao Ran, hearing the noise, pushed the door open and was surprised to see her there. He glanced around at the office that looked like it had been robbed, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably.
"Madam." Xiao Ran had just begun to speak but then abruptly held back, "Miss Gu."
Gu Qili turned her head and saw Xiao Ran, her palm clenched around the magazine by her side, her voice icy cold, "Where is he?"
Xiao Ran didn’t understand what had happened, her features almost devoured by hatred, looking somewhat ferocious.
In his eyes, Gu Qili had always been gentle and cheerful, her demeanor tranquil; such an expression really didn’t suit her.
"Miss Gu, not only you are looking for Young Master Qian, I’ve been looking for him for days too." Xiao Ran was telling the truth, that night, after calling him and ordering pork leg rice, he left, and since then, he hadn’t seen Mu Shuoqian again. He had searched all his residences and places he could go, but there was not a trace of him, as if someone had hidden him away.
Seeing Gu Qili today, he thought she would know, but she also came looking for him.
"Xiao Ran, you don’t need to cover for him. When did Mu Shuoqian turn into a shrinking turtle, daring to do but not to accept responsibility?"
"Miss Gu, I’m speaking the truth, if you don’t believe me, you can ask others, they have not seen Young Master Qian either." Xiao Ran felt a bit helpless, "Miss Gu, actually there are things, I don’t know if I should say, everything Young Master Qian did was... "
"Then don’t say it. Regarding his matters, I don’t want to hear them anymore." Gu Qili stood up and walked out, "If he comes back, please tell him, I, Gu Qili, will never coexist with him under the same sky, and tell him to never show up in front of me again."
Xiao Ran didn’t stop her, just watched solemnly as she left, noticing she was carrying a small quilt that looked like a child’s possession.
When Gu Qili returned to Perfume Bay, she placed the small quilt next to the pillow, along with some toys Mickey and Chen Yishu had bought for Niannian, Niannian’s used milk bottle; she packed all things related to him together.
Holding this bundle, Gu Qili buried her face in it, filled with regret for never having taken a photo with him. She had always thought there would be more time, but he didn’t even leave her that chance. Her Niannian, the hope of her life, her reason to continue living, but he had just left like that.
Gu Qili curled up on the bed, holding those items tightly, it felt like thousands of needles pricking her heart. Aside from ceaseless tears, her vision was blurred with images of Niannian’s little face, little hands, little feet, and his slightly upturned lips. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoveIꜰire.net
Gone, forever gone, he had just met her, yet it was already a final farewell.