After leaving the He family's ancestral home, the snow outside had stopped falling. The biting cold wind didn't feel cold after a while, but my body and limbs had lost their normal temperature. Wu Chuixi was dizzy as he took a car with He Yunjian back to another villa. He looked pale and had messy hair. To outsiders, he looked a little pitiful.
She started to cry and tremble as she entered the room, her fingers stubbornly tugging at the corner of the man's clothes: "Yun Jian... didn't you admit that you like me? Please stay in the He family, okay? I won't be friends with your aunt anymore, and I don't want a formal status."
He Yunjian's body seemed unable to withstand the cold weather. Even the backs of his thin hands turned pale after going out. He took the hot tea handed to him by the housekeeper, sat upright in front of the couch, and looked silently at the woman crying on his knees.
Wu Chuixi hated everyone in the He family, but because of love, she couldn't bear to hate this heartless man.
She didn't want to become a part of He Yunjian's past, so she looked at his pale face with tears in her eyes: "I don't want anything, I just want to be with you forever..."
"Chuixi, life is longer than you think." He Yunjian put down his teacup, took out a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket, and gently wiped the tears from her face. He was just like usual, but every word that came out of his thin lips pierced her heart: "I like your appearance, but you trusted the wrong person from the beginning, and you also loved the wrong person."
In the He family, she chose to rely on He Yuliu as a backer, hoping that she could be helped to become the mistress of the house.
How could He Yunjian let someone who was close to his aunt stay by his pillow
But Wu Chuixi couldn't figure this out, sobbing: "I won't listen to your aunt and go to compete with Gu Qingwu... Yun Jian, don't chase me away."
"Stop crying. I can't stand you crying like this."
He Yunjian wiped her tears patiently from beginning to end, his charming eyes filled with tears, making him look particularly pitiful. But Wu Chuixi was still too young, and only knew how to rely on this skin, but didn't know where he lost.
The more you try to stop her from crying, the more you feel wronged and the tears flow down your face.
Wu Chuixi reached out and hugged He Yunjian tightly, crying. Her face was just pressed against his neck. The temperature was so cold that she shivered, but she refused to let go: "You like me... You admit it, you like me."
Only when you get to know He Yunjian better will you find that he is like a gentle but deadly venomous snake, who takes advantage of your value and weaves a beautiful dream for you. He did not break Wu Chuixi's obsession, but slid his fingertips through her black hair and gently combed it for her: "I have bought some real estate for you in New York. If you want to continue studying or working, there will be a secretary to pave the way for you. Once you leave, don't come to Sicheng again in the future."
"The clouds gradually..."
Wu Chuixi's tears blurred her eyes so much that she could hardly see the man clearly. She kept shaking her head, even tugging at his coat buttons with her fingers: "Please take me, please..."
At this time, footsteps sounded along with her crying and stopped outside. It was Secretary Tong: "Mr. He, Miss Yu is here."
She did it on purpose. Wu Chuixi turned around and glared at Secretary Tong.
Secretary Tong and Wu Chuixi have never gotten along. There was a hint of sarcasm in the corners of his lips. On the surface, he had a cold and impartial attitude. His voice echoed clearly in the spacious room: "Should Miss Yu's suitcase be moved to the master bedroom?"
"Um."
Sometimes, we really don't hear the cries of the old people, but only care about the laughter of the new people.
As soon as Wu Chuixi was driven away, Yu Siqing moved into the He family villa openly that day.
Secretary Tong liked to see this kind of outcome the most, and deliberately led Yu Siqing who was outside here, but she was seen by Wu Chuixi first. She was filled with hatred, and suddenly raised her hands to hug He Yunjian's neck and kissed him with tears.
In an instant, the room was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was breathing.
Yu Siqing stood expressionlessly by the door. The cold wind messed up her black hair and blocked her vision a little, but she could clearly see the kiss between He Yunjian and Wu Chuixi. Unexpectedly, she did not turn around and leave, but watched quietly.
Until He Yunjian pushed Wu Chuixi away, there was no emotion in his gentle and smiling eyes, and he was calmer than ever: "Chuixi, there is no point in doing this."
At this moment, Wu Chuixi couldn't feel that he liked her at all.
Her lips trembled violently, but she held back her tears.
At this point, He Yuliu was sidelined in the He family and no one supported her anymore. Wu Chuixi smiled until her eyes turned red. She stood up, holding her knees, and walked out without saying a word.
When passing the door, he stopped for a moment.
Wu Chuixi stared at Yu Siqing's plain face, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred, his voice so soft that it was almost a whisper: "You will never be able to enter the He family legitimately. He likes me, so he loves me in every way. Even though we are separated, he never forgets to ensure that I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life. And you are just a tool for He Yunjian to vent his lust..."
Next second.
Yu Siqing raised her hand and slapped him so hard that five slender finger marks appeared on Wu Chuixi's face, which soon became red and swollen.
The corners of her lips curved slightly, and she moved closer, her attitude extremely confident: "Do you love me? Then you will still be beaten by me. Wu Chuixi... The waters of the He family are too deep. Letting you go is saving your life. You are so young, don't take your life lightly."
Wu Chuixi was so angry that he was shaking all over, but from beginning to end, the man sitting on the couch drinking hot tea had no intention of interrupting the two of them.
She lost the man, but didn't want to lose the scene. She raised her red and swollen face and sarcastically replied, "Yu Siqing, I'm waiting for the day when you are kicked out!"
Yu Siqing stood quietly where she was, watching Wu Chuixi turn around and walk away, looking extremely embarrassed in the remaining snow.
After many twists and turns, she finally entered the He family.
The outside and the room formed a world of two temperatures. Before Yu Siqing walked in and stood firmly, He Yunjian had already grabbed her hand. The snow-white wrist bone was extremely thin, so two fingers could grasp it and even tighten it a little. He had a possessive desire for this dull woman, which was different from his appreciation for Wu Chuixi's charming appearance.
Just one look at her can make him so hard that it hurts, and he will get her cruelly even until the moment of his death.
"Fanfan kept clinging to me last night to find his mother. What would you like to eat for dinner? I'll ask my secretary to bring the child over."
“I’m not picky about food.”
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At the He family's ancestral home.
"So... your eldest brother used Fanfan to find Yu Siqing's weakness, and after your aunt was sidelined, he openly brought her in."
Gu Qingwu picked out the carrots in the bowl and didn't eat them. She was focused on the gossip about the He family. She wanted to know what was going on, so she approached He Suichen and asked him urgently, "Is it true that He Yunjian can't recover his memory?"
He Sui Chen put another piece of carrot into her bowl and whispered, "Don't be picky about food."
If she doesn't eat, she won't continue.
Gu Qingwu had no choice but to take half a bite and signaled him to continue with his eyes.
He Suichen continued slowly: "It depends on fate."
"So, has He Yunjian ever been attracted to Wu Chuixi?"
"Wu Chuixi was carefully selected by my aunt according to my eldest brother's taste, and Yu Siqing was the one he got obsessed with..." He Suichen stopped at that point, and the result was obvious. The outcome of who would stay and who would go had already been decided.
Gu Qingwu thought slowly and said slowly: "Love is the most difficult to control. Even if your elder brother has forgotten how he loved Yu Siqing to the point of risking his life, the instinctive emotions in his heart cannot deceive people. No matter how many excuses he makes, they are all to cover up love."
She didn't comment on what kind of person He Yunjian was, she just hoped that he wouldn't regret it in the future.
He Suichen put down his chopsticks, held her back with his hands, and said in a magnetic and gentle tone: "Everyone pursues something different... Like what I want in my life now, only you."
When talking about other people's affairs, he never forgets to show his loyalty whenever he gets the chance.
Gu Qingwu had already lost his temper in his heart, but he pretended not to say anything.
She ate half a bowl of rice, and was unwilling to eat any more in order to lose weight for the filming. She held her chin with one hand, watching He Sui Chen eat elegantly, and when his eyes followed her, she looked away, pretending that she was still angry.
After dinner, He Sui Chen went to the study to meet some people from the clan.
As the clan leader, he could not have an easy life. When the family was busy, Gu Qingwu could only wander around the ancestral home by herself. Occasionally, she would move a soft couch to sit in front of the courtyard and watch the snow, with a special housekeeper serving her hot tea and desserts.
Gu Qingwu was not used to hearing people call her the clan leader's wife and would forget to answer from time to time.
Fortunately, no one dared to say anything to her and everyone coaxed her respectfully.
At night, Gu Qingwu took the time to call Gu Wenhan. As the year was coming to an end, she still would not return home this year, but for the first time ever, she proposed to go back during the Spring Festival.
Gu Wenhan had been bothered by Yi Xiaorong's affairs recently and was annoyed. Now that he finally got something satisfactory, his attitude was very nice: "It's okay to come back for the Spring Festival. Your grandma is old and always misses the younger generation."
Gu Qingwu hummed softly, and then said, "I will bring someone back to Gu's house."
Gu Wenhan suddenly fell silent, and after a while he spoke: "Shen Xingdu?"
"no."
"It's good that he's not Shen Yu's son."
"… "
"He's not Shen Yu's son, nor is he that old dog Shen Yu, right?"
"... Gu Wenhan, what's wrong with you?"
"Gu Cuocuo, Dad is afraid that you will go astray... and be deceived by an old man."
Gu Qingwu ignored Gu Wenhan's self-proclaimed good intentions and hung up the phone. Seeing that it was getting late, she got up, left the couch and went back to the house.
That evening.
She slept curled up in He Sui Chen's arms. When she woke up from a light sleep, she groped in the dark to untie his pajamas. She would put her palms on the man's chest and feel his steady heartbeat to feel at ease.
"Would you like some water?"
He Sui Chen was awakened by her tossing and turning. He lowered his head, stared at her, and felt the warmth between her lips.
Gu Qingwu shook her head. The well-defined muscles on his chest curled up when her fingertips touched them. She hooked the man's heart and said softly, "After the New Year... come back with me to the Gu family to meet the elders. The wedding will be held when I make the official announcement. Keep a low profile now."
She has been worrying about the wedding these days. She originally thought that He Sui Chen had fallen on hard times, so she decided to get the marriage certificate first.
Now that he is the patriarch of the He family, his status and position are different from before, and he is afraid that the older generation will urge him to hold a wedding.
Gu Qingwu had a plan in mind, and took the initiative to put her face against his chin: "For the sake of my career, I will wrong you first."
He Sui sank into the dim night, kissing her silently, and finally wrapped the two of them tightly in the quilt, interlocking his palm with her slender fingers. Finally, when Gu Qingwu's curled eyelashes were covered with tears, he withdrew from her lips and whispered in her ear: "How about this... Every time you win the Best Actress award, you will reward me with a child."
"He Suichen, are you also seriously ill?"
Gu Qingwu didn't want to fall into his gentle trap. She was clear-headed, and He Suichen was just joking. He put his hand on her belly and laughed hoarsely, "I can't bear to let you have too many children. One flesh and blood related to us is enough, preferably a daughter."
Gu Qingwu's red lips touched the corner of his mouth, with a feminine scent, and she said maliciously: "Hmm... I heard that men can also undergo sterilization surgery."
"So cruel?"
"You are such a big liar. If one word out of ten of your sentences is true, I would be so moved."
Gu Qingwu was taught a lesson and ignored his sweet words in bed, but her body followed her instinct and she snuggled in the man's warm arms, whispered in his ear and called him brother and clan leader.
When she is in a good mood, no woman in the world is better at acting coquettishly with men than she is.
He Suichen got out of bed to get the contraceptives, and when he came back, he lifted the quilt and came towards her.
The red bed curtains were hanging low, and one could only vaguely see a figure moving, occasionally a few words of begging for mercy, and the love that He Suichen suppressed from his throat:
"Qing Wu, we will definitely have a grand wedding in the future. I love you, I love you..."
…
After the couple quarreled that night and made up at the end of the night, Gu Qingwu felt sympathetic towards He Sui Chenbo and let go of the marriage fraud.
During the period when she stopped working, she did not step out of the He family's ancestral home. First, she was too lazy to go out for social activities without work, and second, this winter was colder than last year, and the snow was falling continuously.
The drama "Ping Le Biography" in which she starred was nominated, but unfortunately she lost and did not win the Best Actress award.
For this reason, Luo Yuan specially called to comfort her for half an hour: "It's okay, you are still young... It's already amazing that "Legend of Pingle" was nominated, and there is still hope for the next movie "The Costumes".
Gu Qingwu was almost deafened by the words and stressed that it did not affect her mood, but Luo Yuan did not believe her: "I know you are obsessed with the trophy."
"… "
Gu Qingwu's originally good mood was depressed by Luo Yuan's words.
After hanging up the phone, she got up and walked towards the study.
Before entering the house in the snow, I saw He Suichen standing in front of the mahogany desk in a white shirt and trousers. The curtain hanging by the window was half-rolled up, and light was refracting on the rice paper. He held the pen with his bony fingers and wrote a line of words on the paper smoothly.
In the past half month.
After He Sui Chen retired to this position, he spent his free time compiling the family tree and revising thousands of family rules.
It seems that compared to being the person in charge of the He family, the identity of the patriarch is more suitable for him.
Sometimes, Gu Qingwu would be in a trance, as if he saw the reclusive young man in Nanming Temple back then.
But the Buddha treated him kindly after all, and did not let him be oppressed by countless shackles again.
For the next few decades of life, there will be no taboos and every day will be peaceful.
…
Gu Qingwu did not enter the study to disturb him. Instead, she stood in the yard, admiring the winter plum blossoms. She looked at them for a long time until a pair of warm hands reached out from behind her and hugged her into his arms. The warm and familiar breath filled her ears. "When I was revising the family rules, I found that one of them was that the wife of the clan leader had to stay up all night on New Year's Eve to cook glutinous rice balls for the people in the family."
Asking Gu Qingwu to serve others is simply a fantasy.
So he cancelled this family plan and changed it to the clan leader having to cook a bowl of round osmanthus dumplings for his wife.
Gu Qingwu snuggled into his arms to avoid the cold wind, and smiled as she stretched out her cold fingers to his neck.
Next second.
Her slender back was pressed against the tree, and the thick snow fell down as if frightened. Her long black hair and eyelashes were covered with tiny snowflakes. She took a breath, and just as she raised her head, she was kissed tightly by He Sui Chen.
The snow is cold, only his thin lips are warm.
Gu Qingwu closed her eyes and responded. After a while, the snow on the branches of the wintersweet tree fell off, dyeing her and He Suichen's hair white. The two kissed each other, hugged each other and smiled. She raised her white and tender fingertips to brush away the snow on the side of his slender neck, and whispered with her red lips: "Brother, can we be considered to grow old together like this?"
He Sui Chen pulled her into his arms, wrapped her tightly with his coat draped over his shoulders, and cared for her like a rare treasure. This love and care could no longer be removed from his bones.
"As long as I live, my brother will love you forever."
The author has something to say: (>w The young clan leader’s wife is going to take the clan leader back to her parents’ home (showing affection)~
A red envelope of 188 will be dropped in this chapter. Good night.