Brooke chased Ye Chenlin, but Gu Zhenmu didn't leave. He stood by the wheelchair and looked at Ye Wanqing, holding the drawing board Brooke had prepared for him in his hand.
Ye Wanqing couldn't hold back after Brooke left. Her lips were pale and her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She didn't know whether she was angry or sad.
"Mommy, Lin Lin didn't mean to talk to you like that."
Gu Zhenmu said seriously that he felt the great sadness in Ye Wanqing, and he was also very sad, but he didn't know how to comfort mommy because his father never taught him.
"I know."
Ye Wanqing replied in a low voice. Her throat was sore and sore. She didn't want to cry in front of her children. Ye Wanqing held on to her last bit of reason and said, "Mumu, can you do Mommy a favor?"
"good."
"Every time brother Lin Lin quarrels with mommy, mommy will buy him a mango-flavored cake to make him happy. Can you ask the housekeeper to make him a small cake to help mommy say sorry to him?"
The housekeepers in the old house are all versatile, so making cakes is not difficult.
But Gu Zhenmu didn't agree immediately. After hesitation, he looked at Ye Wanqing and said seriously: "Mommy, you didn't do anything wrong. You did it for your brother's good, why do you have to say sorry?"
"Mommy hurt him and forced him to do things he didn't like. Of course he had to apologize to him. When he realizes that he was wrong, he will also apologize to mommy."
Gu Zhenmu was thoughtful, but was finally persuaded by Ye Wanqing, and turned around to find the housekeeper to make a cake.
After he left, Ye Wanqing pushed the wheelchair into the elevator and pressed the buttons from the first floor to the fifth floor. When the elevator door closed, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
There should be surveillance in the elevator. She crying so ugly might be seen by everyone in the Gu family, and they would laugh at her for being hopeless and weak.
so what?
The sadness in her heart was overflowing uncontrollably. If she didn't vent it out in this way, she might go crazy in the next second.
Tears fell rapidly, her nose was blocked and she couldn't breathe. Ye Wanqing raised her hands to cover her face and opened her mouth to breathe.
Hot tears slipped from her fingers, causing her skin to ache. She heard herself crying like a lunatic, like a knife, splitting open her heart and releasing the negative emotions accumulated inside.
She didn't know how long she cried, but Ye Wanqing finally calmed down. She took out a tissue and slowly wiped away her tears. She saw her extremely embarrassed appearance from the bright elevator wall.
Her hair was a little messy, her face was red from crying, and her eyes were swollen. There was really no sense of beauty at all.
Why do you become more and more crying as you get older?
Ye Wanqing asked herself, unable to help but raise her hand to touch her reflection on the elevator wall.
The elevator walls are cold, completely different from the temperature of tears.
Her fingertips trembled, and the elevator door suddenly opened. Ye Wanqing found that she was still on the first floor. The housekeeper No. 156 she had seen before stood respectfully outside in a tuxedo and handed her a pure white towel.
"Ma'am, I think you might need this."
The towels were made of pure cotton, steaming and smelling of lavender.
"Thanks."
Ye Wanqing used it to apply it on her eyes. No. 156 didn't ask any questions and waited quietly for Ye Wanqing to finish using the towel.
"Where's Lin Lin?"
"The second young master is eating cake with the eldest young master in the bakery. Madam, would you like to go over and have a look now?"
"Need not."
Ye Wanqing shook her head, as long as she was willing to eat, it would be fine, and it would be the same if she could talk to him later.
Ye Wanqing returned the used towel to him, and the housekeeper asked with concern: "Madam, do you want to apply hot compress to your eyes again?"
He called his wife three times, and only then did Ye Wanqing notice that he had changed his name for her. After a moment of surprise, there was no more trouble.
But...it's just a title.
"No thanks!"
The housekeeper then left. Ye Wanqing waited for a while, then pressed the elevator to the third floor and returned to her room.
Gu Jinyuan was still sleeping peacefully. He was sleeping well and didn't move at all. Ye Wanqing pushed the wheelchair over, stood up by the bed, got on the bed and lay down next to him.
Gu Jinyuan frowned slightly when he felt someone beside him. After a while, he suddenly turned over and hugged Ye Wanqing.
Such a sudden hug made Ye Wanqing a little confused, and then her eyes started to heat up again.
It was obvious that all the storms and pains were caused by him, but after the storms, he was the one who was willing to give her a hug.
Although it was an unconscious hug.
Ye Wanqing closed her eyes, holding back the sour tears, and after a long time she whispered in a low voice: "Gu Jinyuan, I seem... to hate you a little bit."
The sound was so quiet that no one heard it except her.
Ye Wanqing was too tired from crying and quickly fell asleep in Gu Jinyuan's arms.
She was sleeping so deeply that she didn't even know when Gu Jinyuan got up. She obviously didn't get up until almost noon. She just wanted to rest for a while in the afternoon, but when she opened her eyes again, the sky was filled with stars.
Subconsciously looking for his phone to check the time, Gu Jinyuan walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and covered in steam: "Are you awake?"
he asked, wiping his hair as he walked over.
Ye Wanqing sat up, her head a little dizzy from sleep: "Well, is it already very late?"
"It's past nine."
Gu Jinyuan said and sat on the edge of the bed. His broad, bronze back was exposed in front of Ye Wanqing's eyes. As he wiped his hair, the muscles in his back were pulled, tightened and relaxed, giving him a sense of male power.
Ye Wanqing had no intention of admiring it. Her eyes were dry and her stomach was very hungry.
She got up and got out of bed, found a wheelchair and sat down. She pressed the button and was about to go out. Gu Jinyuan stopped her and called her: "Where are you going?"
"I'm hungry and want to go down and find something to eat."
"Wait with me."
Gu Jinyuan demanded. Without waiting for Ye Wanqing's reply, he took off the towel and walked to the closet to get clothes.
He was not facing Ye Wanqing, but the huge floor-to-ceiling windows reflected his every move very clearly. Ye Wanqing looked at him twice before looking away.
Gu Jinyuan moved quickly and changed into a set of loose gray home clothes. The top was a V-neck T-shirt and the bottom was knee-length shorts.
Before her hair was done, Gu Jinyuan changed her clothes and came over, and naturally placed his hands on the armrests of her wheelchair. Ye Wanqing wanted to say that she could do it, but she swallowed the words before she reached her lips.
Since he wants to do it, it doesn't really matter whether she can do it or not.
"How did this come about?"
When pressing the elevator button, Gu Jinyuan noticed the wound on his finger.
After taking a shower, he was already soaked even before he took off the band-aid.
"You were drunk and accidentally broke the wine glass and got scratched by the fragments. I saw that the wound was not deep, so I didn't ask the housekeeper to call the doctor."
Ye Wanqing replied calmly, while Gu Jinyuan looked at the cartoon pattern on the band-aid and thought carefully, unable to recall the process after he was drunk.
"Did I say anything when I was drunk?"
He asked carefully, but Ye Wanqing did not hide anything and said truthfully: "You said, go to your classic cellar, I can drink whatever I want!"
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