To seduce her

As night falls, the lights in grandma's house are bright as day, and the air is filled with the lingering aroma of dinner, which makes people feel warm.

Gao Yuchuan and Shen Yaochu sat side by side on the sofa in the living room, whispering to each other, sometimes laughing, sometimes frowning.

Grandma sat next to them, holding a beautiful booklet about a handicraft exhibition in her hand. Occasionally she looked up and gazed at the two young people with a kind eye, with a gentle smile on her lips.

She interrupted, "Yaochu, grandma is very interested in the handicraft exhibition you mentioned last time. There are also many exquisite works in this booklet. We can study it together."

As she spoke, grandma gently opened the booklet and showed it to Shen Yaochu page by page.

Shen Yaochu quickly nodded and agreed: "Next time we have a chance, let's go to the scene together, maybe we can find some treasures!"

Outside the window, the breeze was blowing and the leaves were rustling.

Just then, a figure quietly appeared at the entrance of the living room. It was Gao Yuanbin, Gao Yuchuan's father.

He walked slowly into the room in the night, exhausted from the day.

Although the house was spacious, his footsteps were still clearly audible in the quiet night, but the three people in the living room were immersed in their own little world and did not notice.

Gao Yuchuan didn't look up until Gao Yuanbin's figure came into full view.

His eyes showed a hint of alienation towards his father's return, as well as an indescribable knot in his heart. He opened his mouth slightly, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Seeing this, grandma's expression remained calm, without any excessive emotional fluctuations, and she just gently placed the book in her hand on the coffee table.

"You're back. The kitchen is ready. If you need, I'll ask Auntie to prepare something for you to eat."

Although the words were brief, they were still a polite expression of concern, albeit lacking in intimacy and enthusiasm.

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Seeing that grandma was a little distracted, Gao Yuchuan said, "Then we will go back first."

"So early? Sit down for a while."

"No, it's too late to drive back."

Shen Yaochu also quickly stood up: "I put my bag upstairs, I'll go get it, wait for me."

Gao Yuchuan stood alone in the spacious corridor waiting.

At the end of the corridor, a half-open window let in a few wisps of night breeze, gently blowing on the corners of Gao Yuchuan's clothes, bringing a hint of coolness.

At this time, Gao Yuanbin walked slowly from the other side. The footsteps of the two echoed in the empty corridor, adding a bit of depressing atmosphere.

There seemed to be an invisible wall between them, and silence was like a heavy curtain. Gao Yuanbin stopped a few steps away from Gao Yuchuan, and he looked up at his son. Gao Yuchuan felt his father's gaze and tilted his head slightly. Their eyes finally met at this moment, but neither of them spoke immediately, but just stood there quietly, letting time freeze at this moment.

"Yuchuan," Gao Yuanbin finally broke the silence, his voice low and slightly hoarse, "Can we talk?"

There was a hint of pleading in his tone, as if he was asking for a long-lost forgiveness.

When Gao Yuchuan heard this, a complex emotion surged in his heart and he hesitated.

Shen Yaochu happened to come down from upstairs at this time, carrying the small handbag in her hand. She keenly noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two of them, and thought to herself. Then she said, "Then I'll wait for you at the door."

Shen Yaochu said this deliberately, giving Gao Yuchuan a way out and cleverly avoiding himself from becoming an outsider in this father-son conversation. It was like making a decision for Gao Yuchuan.

Gao Yuchuan glanced at Gao Yuanbin.

"Let's go."

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Fast forward a few days.

"..."

"We're finally here." Shen Yaochu breathed softly and looked through the car window at the wooden door that looked particularly warm in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"This journey was really rushed." Gao Yuchuan rubbed his shoulders as he walked.

The afterglow of the setting sun had just disappeared below the horizon, with a few touches of gentle orange still remaining on the horizon. Shen Yaochu and Gao Yuchuan hurried back to Shen Yaochu's old house, exhausted.

Pushing open the carved wooden door, a familiar and warm breath instantly hits you. That is the smell of home, where Shen Yaochu grew up, and it is also the starting point of her and Gao Yuchuan's shared memories.

"Oh, I'm finally back." Shen Yaochu sighed softly, then turned to look at Gao Yuchuan, "You take a rest first, I'll go get a bottle of water."

Gao Yuchuan: "You'd better make the bed first, otherwise you won't have anywhere to sleep tonight."

"That's right." Shen Yaochu turned back.

The two walked into the guest room together and started to get busy.

While tidying up the bed, Gao Yuchuan couldn't help but complain: "Why don't you ask someone to come back and tidy up in advance? This way, I can rest right away when I come back."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yaochu stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Gao Yuchuan, and a sly look flashed in his eyes: "This is a spur-of-the-moment idea. How can you prepare in advance for something that you don't have a plan for?"

Gao Yuchuan smiled helplessly, "You have become more and more casual recently."

"Now that I'm the president's wife, I want to enjoy the privilege of flying around the world and ordering food."

Gao Yuchuan smiled and said, "Then you should point to places with high consumption."

"I am willing to do this, even if it's worth a fortune." Then Shen Yaochu changed the subject: "By the way, why don't you ask me why I came back?"

Gao Yuchuan stopped what he was doing and looked at Shen Yaochu seriously: "You didn't ask me what Gao Yuanbin said to me that day."

Shen Yaochu was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect him to suddenly bring up this matter. She thought about it and said solemnly: "When you want to talk, I will always be your listener; when you don't want to talk, I will never ask."

Gao Yuchuan looked up at Shen Yaochu, his eyes filled with a complex and nostalgic expression.

Shen Yaochu held Gao Yuchuan's chin with her dusty hands and said in a coaxing tone: "Look at your puppy eyes, you must be hurt."

"Dirty hands."

Although Gao Yuchuan said some words of disdain, he did not push Shen Yaochu away.

A warm feeling surged in his heart. At this moment, he felt that he was truly living and was loved.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke and recounted his conversation with Gao Yuanbin that day.

"That day... Gao Yuanbin told me a lot." Gao Yuchuan's voice was low and slow, as if he was recalling a long-forgotten past. "He said that he went to see my mother and also went to the prison to see He Manyue."

Shen Yaochu said: "He does look more humane recently than before."

Gao Yuchuan continued: "He said that he was sorry to both women."

Shen Yaochu was a little surprised and said with emotion: "I didn't expect him to say this to you. I thought he would ask you for shares or money."

"I thought so too. I was ready to reject him." Gao Yuchuan thought of what Gao Yuanbin said, his lips twitched slightly, his smile not reaching his eyes, with a little heartache: "He still understands a little." Gao Yuchuan paused: "He has feelings for He Manyue. He said that my mother is a good woman, and he seduced her and used her when he was desperate and eager to make a name for himself in the Gao family. In fact, he never liked such women. He has always liked women like He Manyue who can make him more comfortable."

At this point, Gao Yuchuan's voice choked up a little. He took a deep breath and continued, "When he said these words, he was quite frank. How could a person be so shameless?"