In New York, the morning sun was very bright, shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the spacious living room, just covering the top of Yu Jiafan's head. His short black hair lay softly on his forehead, and his pair of big eyes with distinct black and white were staring at the laptop screen, watching a costume drama.
The show playing above is the "Legend of Pingle" starring Gu Qingwu.
When Yu Jiafan saw Gu Qingwu jumping off the city wall in a blue palace dress, he began to breathe nervously, not even stuttering, and sweating in anxiety: "Auntie fell down!"
Next to him, a gentle hand reached out and patted his forehead, and then said in a low and slow voice: "Look, he's been rescued again."
Yu Jiafan watches "Legend of Pingle" every day. He has watched it more than ninety times, if not a hundred times. His little head has limited capacity and he cannot remember the complicated plot of the palace fight. He Suichen's recent routine of coaxing the child is to let him watch this.
"Second Uncle—" He scratched his hair with his little finger, and his voice was very soft: "Fanfan wants to drink, drink milk."
He Suichen stood up and poured him a cup of hot milk, and took two boiled eggs. He put them on a plate, placed a white handkerchief for wiping hands beside it, and handed it to Yu Jiafan.
He curled up on the carpet of the sofa watching TV series. Next to him was his own small dining table with fairy tales and toys. Because he was autistic, his daily activities were limited to his father and second uncle, two grown men, and he was unwilling to accept other people.
He Sui Chen calmed the little guy down, then watched him quietly as he lowered his head to take a bite of the egg, then puffed up his chubby face and looked at the playing screen attentively.
Until the cell phone in his pocket vibrated, he looked down, stood up and walked to the balcony to answer it.
On the other end of the line, Yan Shu's voice came, "Mr. He, Miss Gu's next drama has been confirmed. Director Zhang said that a friend of hers also wants to use that little money to invest in this drama. Can you give her a spot?"
Ever since Gu Qingwu returned from New York in April and May, all the top business endorsements she has come into contact with have some connection with He Sui Chen. Those famous directors handed her scripts because they were impressed by Gu Qingwu's current popularity and mysterious people would invest heavily in any drama Gu Qingwu decided on.
If we ask Gu Qingwu to act in the play, there will be no shortage of investment funds.
This has become the default unspoken rule in the director industry.
Yan Shu felt that Mr. He's way of protecting others was unique, and he kept a low profile, pretending to be a mysterious person. Even if people wanted to find out his background, they couldn't find out who he was.
As expected, He Sui Chen did not agree to allow a second person to invest.
He has a lot of say, and his only requirement for investment is simple: everything must be done according to Gu Qingwu's wishes. He is not allowed to arbitrarily cut the heroine's role, promote supporting characters, or change the plot to deliberately guide fans to maliciously hype for the sake of popularity.
After hanging up the phone.
He Sui Chen took out a cigarette box from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette with clear joints and skillful movements, then held it between two fingers and smoked for a while while standing on the balcony. The white smoke quickly dissipated in the sunlight.
He heard the sound of high-heeled shoes, glanced sideways, and saw through the glass that at the door of the apartment, Yu Siqing was invited in by bodyguards.
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Yu Siqing put on light makeup today and wore a plain white dress. The fabric fit her body well, which made her look slim and graceful. She looked rare and beautiful, without any trace of a strong woman in the workplace.
She was led into the study by the bodyguard, and after more than seven months, she finally met He Yunjian.
The door of the study was closed, isolating it from everything outside.
Yu Siqing stood there, staring quietly at the man sitting on the sofa. He was still very thin from the time he woke up until now, recuperating. He wore a simple white shirt and casual trousers. The sunlight from the glass window next to him made the outline of his face very clear, like an inviolable statue.
God was still kind to He Yunjian. During these years of coma, he actually didn't change that much. The temperament flowing from his bones, the gentleness but also the restrained dignity of a superior, was very similar to when they first met.
Unfortunately, Yu Siqing couldn't find any trace of herself in his eyes.
She didn't know how much time had passed, maybe she was just in a daze for a few seconds, and then He Yunjian's gaze stayed on her for a moment, and he politely asked her to sit down.
No matter how loving and affectionate they were in the past, they are now more distant than strangers.
During these seven months, Yu Siqing chose to accept this fact. She walked over and placed a stack of documents in her bag on the coffee table. Her long and fine eyelashes drooped as she whispered, "I promised your aunt that I would return these to you."
When she had difficulty giving birth to Yu Jiafan, she was left alone and helpless. It was He Sui Chen who made up for his brother's orphan and widowhood and transferred all the properties under He Yunjian's name to her.
But Yu Siqing didn't think about these things. She knew that in the entire He family, except He Sui Chen, everyone looked down on her and even hinted that she was a calamity that would bring bad luck to her husband and children.
Yu Siqing smiled and looked at He Yunjian, who was now a stranger to her, and felt that there was no need to explain.
He Yunjian was silent for a moment. He didn't look at the share certificates, but at her fair and clean face. "I heard Sui Chen mention that... you had difficulty giving birth to another son for me, and you waited for me for seven years."
"It's not like I'm waiting..." Yu Siqing paused and told him very rationally: "Over the years, I have been working hard for my career. From a poor background in an orphanage to now owning hundreds of millions of assets, I just haven't met a man who loves me more than you did at the beginning."
Having experienced so many amazing men in her youth, Yu Siqing cannot bear to spend her life with an ordinary man.
She was unwilling to admit the torment she had endured every minute and every second over the years. For He Yunjian, who now had lost his memory, he could not bear her waiting.
"Can you tell me what happened between you and me?"
Before meeting Yu Siqing, He Yunjian had heard different versions of the story from the He family. He was unclear about the attitude and wanted to give Yu Siqing a chance to speak and hear with his own ears what this legendary woman, whom he loved deeply, had to say.
Surprisingly, Yu Siqing did not take this opportunity to talk about the pain she had felt over the years. She smiled and said, "He Yunjian, please forgive my selfishness. Those memories are mine alone. I don't want to share them with you."
After a look of surprise in He Yunjian's eyes, he coughed heavily. He took out a black handkerchief from his trouser pocket and covered his mouth with it. His face was almost pale against the color, but his eyes were still warm and clear. He quickly recovered and said:
"You don't have to listen to my aunt. Even if you accept these shares, I won't ask you to return them."
When he woke up, he only remembered the brotherhood. Facing the rational, calm and friendly woman in front of him, his heart was as calm as water, without any feeling at all.
He Yunjian couldn't remember how he fell in love with Yu Siqing and was willing to risk his life for her.
Seven or eight years have completely worn away the unforgettable love between the two, and they will never be together again even if they would rather die. Yu Siqing's eyes suddenly felt hot, but she was smiling, saying, "I don't want your compensation, this love is what we both wanted... He Yunjian, I have resigned from the He branch, and all the equity and property will be returned to you. From now on, I will never..." Wait for you.
She didn't wait any longer.
I would rather leave with nothing than be trapped in the same place.
Because she knew better than anyone that the He Yunjian whom she loved deeply in her memories was dead and would never come back. What was the point of her clinging to the He family's money, fame, and status
…
The door of the study was opened.
Yu Siqing walked out very lightly in her high heels. She raised her eyes and looked at her son who was curled up on the sofa and drinking milk obediently.
Yu Jiafan doesn’t really recognize his mother. In his eyes, nurses and passing aunties are just like his mother, just women, and they are not important in his simple and innocent world.
She was easily ignored by Yu Jiafan, and even when she came in just now, she didn't even attract her son's glance.
Yu Siqing paused for a while, then slowly walked to the sofa, squatted down, and tried to look at him at eye level.
The play on the laptop screen ended. Yu Jiafan raised his head and saw the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him. There was a bit of confusion in his big eyes until Yu Siqing smiled at him: "I am your mother."
I am a mother.
These few words gradually gave Yu Jiafan a vague understanding of her image. He nodded and said slowly, "Hello, Mom."
His second uncle had taught him that he should be polite when meeting his mother.
Yu Siqing knew that he had forgotten that he had lived with her for a period of time. Maybe when she opened this door, the child would forget her in the blink of an eye. Only she could understand the depression in her chest. Her smile seemed to have become a mask to disguise her emotions. It never changed: "Fanfan, do you like living with Dad?"
Yu Jiafan's tender little face turned a little red, and he was too embarrassed to say that he liked it.
Yu Siqing raised her hand, stroked his face with her cool fingers, and said more gently: "Mom can't come to see Fanfan every month..."
Yu Jiafan tilted his head and stared at her for a long time. His little hand suddenly grasped her fingertips, and then he touched her eyelashes: "Mom... don't cry."
Yu Siqing's friendly eyes suppressed her emotions. She clearly didn't shed a single tear, but the child kept wiping her tears, muttering, "Mom, don't cry."
"Mom... didn't cry." Yu Siqing's voice was almost choked, as if she had cried bitterly.
She couldn't bear it any longer and could only stand up awkwardly, avoiding the child's innocent eyes, and stepped back in her high heels, one step at a time, almost unable to touch the ground. Her stomach ached and the pain made her turn and leave almost numbly.
Yu Siqing stumbled to the elevator, her face pale and bloodless. Before she fell, a slender hand supported her from behind, and then moved away in an instant. She raised her eyelashes and saw He Suichen standing next to her. She said calmly: "I'll take you to the airport."
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The traffic conditions in downtown New York were very smooth today, with no traffic jams at all. It seemed as if God had specially blessed her to arrive at the airport on time.
He Suichen drove her there personally. Yu Siqing knew that this was out of consideration for their years of friendship. She sat in the passenger seat, quietly looking at the scenery on the street through the car window. She was in a trance until she heard her own voice saying, "Sorry, I'm returning the shares to your eldest brother."
By doing this, she undoubtedly encouraged He Yuliu's arrogance and put He Sui Chen into a deep dilemma.
Yu Siqing can't do anything now. She has endured for more than half a year of being accused of stealing He Yunjian's property. When everyone thought she was after the money, she made a shocking move.
He used his priceless shares only to get a chance to meet He Yunjian.
He Suichen drove the car very steadily, without any intention of blaming her, and said calmly: "Whether you are willing to return the shares or not, my brother and I respect your decision."
"Your aunt thought that I would use my shares to force her to agree and let your eldest brother marry me..."
Yu Siqing laughed at herself, as if the He family took it for granted that she was obsessed with the position of the mistress of the He family, and that she could take this opportunity to surrender to He Yuliu and conspire to bring He Suichen down.
She was a smart, rational and calm woman, and she knew that if she did so, it would only cause resentment from the two brothers of the He family.
Yu Siqing turned to look at He Suichen, as if he was the only one who could understand her state of mind. Her long-numbed thoughts also had a gap: "I am actually a selfish woman. I have also thought about using the shares to threaten your aunt, and I think there will be some chances of winning. After weighing the pros and cons... I know you two brothers too well, neither of you is willing to be controlled by your aunt."
“It’s human nature to plan for oneself.”
"Sui Chen, I owe you a thank you for all these years."
…
He Sui Chen glanced at her sideways, his clear eyes were full of penetrating power that could see through everything. It only took her a second to make her feel unbearable. She clenched her palms tightly and said, "During those years, I felt like I had a serious illness. I was so sick that I went crazy and almost lost control of myself and treated you as his substitute."
When people are sick, they are prone to become paranoid and go to another extreme world.
Yu Siqing could no longer remember what was going through her mind at the time. Taking antidepressants day and night made her feel like a lunatic. She didn't dare face her children, and she didn't dare to see the man lying in the hospital with tubes inserted all over his body.
She locked herself in the dark room, feeling moldy, and fantasized that He Yunjian was still alive and with her.
Fortunately, He Sui Chen did not hate the time when she went crazy, so he took good care of her children and patiently hired the best doctors to help her slowly get out of the darkest period.
During these seven years, He Sui Chen provided a shelter for her and her child on behalf of his brother.
When Yu Siqing was most sober, he was unable to face himself like this.
Rather than admitting to Zhou Fanyue that she had transferred her emotions to He Sui Chen, it was more like she was anxious to escape this predicament worse than death. Her instinct for survival made her grab the last straw and want others to save her.
Yu Siqing took two deep breaths, and said this sincerely: "Sui Chen, thank you... and apologize to Miss Gu on my behalf. At the beginning... I took you for granted as a family member, which made Zhou Fanyue feel confident enough to target your sweetheart."
But she ultimately sided with her best friend and tried to get He Sui Chen to show mercy.
From beginning to end, He Sui Chen waited quietly for her to finish her intermittent confession. It seemed that after she finished speaking, it was not as difficult as she had imagined. The most difficult thing was to maintain the appearance of harmony.
The car had unknowingly arrived at the airport. He Suichen turned off the engine, got out of the driver's seat, and opened the door for her personally. His voice was low and transmitted through the strong light outside: "Yu Siqing, you gave birth to Yu Jiafan for my eldest brother. After seven years, we have become a family after all... I hope you will take care of yourself in the future."
Yu Siqing's stiff fingertips trembled, and she slowly raised her head. The sunlight stung her and a crystal clear tear fell from the corner of her eye.
…
After seeing Yu Siqing off, He Suichen returned to the apartment. When he entered, he saw He Yunjian having a simple conversation with Yu Jiafan in the living room. This was not difficult for him, after all, he had many years of experience in taking care of his younger brother and knew how to get along with children in a friendly manner.
Yu Jiafan was naturally dependent on his father. He stuttered a lot when he spoke. He was only eight years old and looked very weak. Apart from the Sleeping Beauty storybook he was holding in his arms, he did not recognize any words in other story picture books.
He Yunjian gently and patiently asked him to read a few simple words. When the time came, he told his female secretary to take the child to eat something.
Turning his head, he saw He Suichen coming back. There was no ripple in his eyes, and he even asked calmly: "Yu Siqing returned to China?"
The woman whom he loved so much that he almost lost his life, has now chosen to leave her completely. The only thing left behind is a child who is connected by blood.
He Suichen walked to the single sofa and sat down. He poured a cup of tea and sipped it. He said, "I don't know much. It is absolutely true that you openly challenged your aunt for Yu Siqing in New York. Only you know the inside story. Even if you have lost your memory now, did you really let her go like this?"
He Yunjian pondered for two or three minutes, and his rare gentle and low tone revealed a hint of confusion: "My taste in women has always been for charming and sexy women. How could I be interested in a woman as pure as her back then?"
This was the confusion he got after being told that the child's mother was still alive and asking his secretary to find out all the information about Yu Siqing.
He repeatedly flipped through the hundreds of files, trying to find clues as to how he fell in love with this woman. The result was obvious: He Yunjian had no feelings for Yu Siqing, and her appearance was not within his aesthetic standards.
He Sui Chen smiled with his thin lips: "Maybe he is possessed by a ghost."
He Yun gradually accepted these four words, otherwise he would not be able to convince himself and would easily let Yu Siqing get pregnant with the He family's child.
The two brothers sat in the living room and drank tea in their rare leisure time. At this time, a secretary came in and handed a tablet to He Sui Chen for review. On it was a picture in which Gu Qingwu said on a talk show that she liked Lan's newly launched dragonfly necklace. Unfortunately, there were only three of these in the world, and it was difficult to even rent one.
The secretary had already obeyed the order and bought the necklace at a high price, and said respectfully: "Mr. He, next week Lan's will give this jewelry to Miss Gu for free in the name of the brand."
He Suichen lowered his eyes, glanced at the jewelry, and said slowly, "Ask Lan's designer to match an evening dress for you, and ask me to pay for it."
The secretary nodded and turned to go out to make the contact.
Next to him, it was He Yunjian's turn to smile: "I heard from my aunt that you had a close relationship with that girl named Gu. You are quite like me in my old days."
"Brother, what you said is not accurate enough."
He Sui Chen corrected him in a low voice, slowly putting down the empty cup of tea: "I have nothing else to do right now... I don't have the same sense of family honor as you. Auntie's rules don't apply to me."
Therefore, the huge rules that could restrain He Yunjian in the past are nothing to him.
At this time of the year, celebrities are all trying their best to dress up and compete on the red carpet of major events. Few of them stay at home. Gu Qingwu is no exception. She has to wear two or three evening dresses a day, which makes the team scramble to find various brands to borrow them.
Moreover, before doing the styling, Luo Yuan also has to ask some senior seniors in advance what style they will follow, so as to avoid the same style as others.
While attending the film festival, in the hotel, he suddenly learned that Yi Xiaorong was also wearing a dress with stars all over it tonight, which made Luo Yuan put down his phone and curse: "Yi Xiaorong was invited to walk the red carpet for the movie you and I starred in. She was the heroine. Now she has the same style as you. Is she doing it on purpose?"
When I asked during the day, Yi Xiaorong's stylist revealed that she would wear a black dress. How come she changed her mind at the last minute
Gu Qingwu curled up in the chair next to the dressing table, leaning on her toes, and said nonchalantly, "Then I'll wear the blue fishtail skirt that He Suichen gave me tonight."
"You wore it on the red carpet the day before yesterday, have you forgotten? It was even trending on the Internet... Your fans called you the Little Mermaid."
"… "
Gu Qingwu changes her dresses every day and has long since lost track of what style she has worn.
Luo Yuan sighed heavily: "Yi Xiaorong is targeting you!"
"yes."
Gu Qingwu was still able to laugh: "When the movie was being promoted, she had zero interaction with me. Many people speculated whether I had a falling out with her on the set."
This happened last month. Luo Yuan only remembered it after being reminded. He suddenly realized for a few seconds: "She must be jealous that you are prettier than her in the movie."
"… "
What a psycho! She wants to be my stepmother!
Gu Qingwu didn't take Yi Xiaorong seriously. Her cell phone rang. It was Gu Wenhan sending her a message urging her to return home for the New Year.
No reply, too lazy to reply.
On the contrary, after seeing the source of the news, Luo Yuan suddenly realized again: "The case has been solved. Could it be that Yi Xiaorong's wealthy boyfriend is just trying to show his affection to you?"
Gu Qingwu hooked her finger at him and whispered, "To be honest, I was born in the richest family."
Luo Yuan immediately rolled his eyes at her and sneered, "The richest man's daughter, can you conjure up a dress that I can wear on the red carpet tonight? Solve my urgent need first."
Gu Qingwu picked up the phone: "Let me ask Diandian if she has a dress to lend me."
She needed to find a high-end couture item on short notice, but it couldn't be the one recently worn by a female celebrity on the red carpet, so she thought of Jiang Dianying's luxurious wardrobe.
At this time, the doorbell outside the suite rang. Luo Yuan thought it was the makeup artist team coming, so he hurried to open the door.
The cloakroom was quiet for a while. Gu Qingwu edited a paragraph of text with her overly clean fingers. When she was about to send it to Jiang Dianying, she heard Luo Yuan outside screaming with excitement, shouting her name heartbreakingly.
"What's wrong?"
"Fuck... The Lan family's brand gave you a modified cheongsam dress and a rare dragonfly necklace, saying they were free for you!"
Luo Yuan asked his assistant to entertain the brand's people, who came in with a beautiful gift box, and was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out: "My dear, did you talk to the Lan family about endorsement behind my back?"
"That's what I wanted to ask you."
"As expected of a cool brand, they give it away as soon as they say so!"
Gu Qingwu sat up straight, staring at the blue dragonfly necklace shining brightly under the light. After a while, she said softly, "Maybe... he was attracted by my beautiful face."
The author has something to say: Ms. He: Today I will transform into the snail girl.
Two updates in one, good night~