To seduce her

Mu Yian's expression suddenly changed, obviously angered by Shen Yaochu's words.

"you!"

She was about to fight back angrily, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Gao Yuchuan pursing his lips and looking sideways at Shen Yaochu.

He said nothing, but there seemed to be a smile in his deep eyes.

The doting and quiet look in his eyes as he looked at Shen Yaochu made Mu Yian unable to hide his anger.

"Whether my project goes bankrupt or not is not up to you." Mu Yian glanced at the two of them resentfully: "We'll see."

Shen Yaochu didn't argue any more, just turned back to meet Gao Yuchuan's gaze and said softly, "Let's go in and take a look."

Gao Yuchuan curled the corners of his lips slightly, very satisfied with Shen Yaochu's reaction.

Too many things happened to Shen Yaochu in these years. She was always cold and stubborn, unwilling to be bullied. But because of him, she suffered a lot and was wronged a lot.

He didn't want to let her suffer any more injustice.

Gao Yuchuan said softly: "Let's go."

……

The two walked into the bamboo forest side by side, a cool breeze blowing, mixed with a faint smell of earth.

Although all the ancestral graves had been moved in advance, Gao Yuchuan still felt a little chilly when he saw the devastation.

The originally peaceful and tranquil ancestral home was now in chaos, as if it had been hit by a violent storm.

The rows of clean and smooth marble tombstones had been smashed to pieces, exposing the land underneath, which had also been dug up at random. Broken stones and soil were scattered everywhere, making the scene devastated and losing its former solemnity.

His mother, his grandparents, and the Yan family's relatives once slept here...

Gao Yuchuan's pace slowed down unconsciously, his eyes wandering around, trying to find a familiar trace in the ruins.

But no matter how hard he searched, all he saw was desolation and misery.

Gao Yuchuan's brows were furrowed, his chest heaving, and his emotions surging.

Shen Yaochu seemed to have noticed Gao Yuchuan's uneasy mood. She stepped forward and gently held Gao Yuchuan's hand.

Gao Yuchuan held Shen Yaochu's hand and walked through the messy ruins, step by step towards the place where his mother once rested.

Gao Yuchuan stopped and looked gently at the broken marble in front of him: "Yaochu, this is my mother's tombstone."

Shen Yaochu's heart tightened and she looked in the direction he was looking.

Yan Yuesheng's tombstone was the most damaged of all the tombstones. It was obvious that Mu Yian was venting his anger here because he failed to take revenge on Gao Yuchuan this time.

Shen Yaochu's throat moved slightly, and his nose felt sore as he looked at the mess.

Gao Yuchuan's voice was low and soft, his tone was indifferent, and no emotion could be heard: "In fact, at the beginning, I often came to see her, almost every year. Later, after returning to Gao's, I didn't dare to come anymore."

Gao Yuchuan didn't say anything else, but Shen Yaochu knew it very well.

Because he had promised that he would find the murderer of Yan Yuesheng and stand on her side to fight against Gao.

But in the end, he returned to Gao's family and did not pursue the truth any further.

Perhaps in Gao Yuchuan's heart, this is a betrayal.

He stopped investigating further, also for her sake.

This is a pain point that they dare not mention to each other.

Gao Yuchuan continued, "Every time I came here, the Yan family was very welcoming and they treated me as a family member. Later, my grandparents passed away and the Yan family gradually moved away. When I came again, I was alone."

Gao Yuchuan squatted in front of Yan Yuesheng's tomb: "Her tomb is always clean. Not only me, but many people love her very much. They will place her favorite flowers, light incense, and share life with her."

Shen Yaochu listened quietly, her eyes slightly reddened.

Gao Yuchuan spoke in a disjointed manner, without any logic, just some mumbling. Maybe he was telling Shen Yaochu, maybe he was talking to himself.

Shen Yaochu looked at his tall back which revealed a hint of loneliness, and felt that the whole night had become a little more desolate.

The wind blew through the bamboo branches and blew up the dirt on the ground. Shen Yaochu looked at Gao Yuchuan with heartache in her eyes.

He has shouldered too much and taken on too much.

"When I knew that Mu Yian was going to demolish the ancestral home, I came here once. That was the first time I came to see her since I returned to the Gao family and became the head of the Gao family." Gao Yuchuan pulled the corners of his lips, and his whispers mixed in the breeze: "I said a lot, but I didn't dare to ask her if she blamed me for not having the courage to come to see her for such a long time."

Shen Yaochu narrowed her eyes and said, "You are her child, how could she blame you?"

Gao Yuchuan seemed to stiffen for a moment after hearing this. After a while, he asked, "Really?"

"Will you blame your child?" Shen Yaochu asked.

"will not."

Shen Yaochu said softly: "Maybe she thinks so too."

Gao Yuchuan slowly stood up, turned around, reached out and pulled Shen Yaochu into his arms, hugging her tightly.

A unique masculine scent came towards her, surrounding and enveloping Shen Yaochu.

He held her tightly in his arms. Shen Yaochu could even feel his helplessness and exhaustion. She put her arms around his waist and said, "No one will really blame their own child. She will miss you very much, but she will never blame you."

Gao Yuchuan didn't say anything, but just buried his head in her neck.

Feeling Gao Yuchuan's warm breath, Shen Yaochu asked him softly: "After the move, did you go to worship?"

Gao Yuchuan was silent for a while, his eyes dimmed slightly, as if he was recalling something, or sorting out his emotions.

Finally, he shook his head and said in a low and slightly hoarse voice: "No."

Two words, short and heavy.

Shen Yaochu felt depressed.

He already felt that he had let Yan Yuesheng down, and now that he was forced to move the Yan family's ancestral tomb, he must feel even more guilty.

Shen Yaochu opened her mouth but swallowed the words "I'm sorry" back.

He said that he forgave her and didn't want to hear his apology anymore.

She couldn't say anything, but just put her arms around his waist, patting him gently up and down, and then hugged him tighter.

Gao Yuchuan can understand what she wants to say, right?

……

After returning from the ancestral home, Gao Yuchuan remained silent. Even at night, he just worked silently.

Shen Yaochu knew that he was in a bad mood and was especially cooperative.

Feeling the sweat on the man's body, Shen Yaochu tilted her head back and placed a kiss on his distinct jaw.

The night light at the bedside was dim. Gao Yuchuan lowered his head, his gaze was extremely aggressive, his black eyes were bright and clear: "Yao Chu."

Shen Yaochu squinted and looked at him with a blurry look: "Hmm?"

Her voice was a little soft, still carrying an unquenched lust: "Hmm?"

"Tomorrow." Gao Yuchuan kissed her on the lips: "Accompany me to my mother's place."

Shen Yaochu was stunned. Has he figured it out?

"it is good."

"Well, let's continue."

"..."