Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

Lin Qian bit her lip hard to calm down the sour emotions that were turbulent like ripples in her heart.

She was blameless for what Gu Yanci did.

At the beginning, he made it clear: He only provides benefits, not love.

Later, he emphasized: Whether it is caring or considerate, that is the responsibility that adults must fulfill, and it has nothing to do with love.

Tonight, a few hours ago, he declared again: He would give her his body but not his feelings.

Lin Qian blinked, suppressing the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and closed the floor-to-ceiling windows to block out the storm.

Gu Yanci had put on clean pajamas and sat on the single sofa.

He stared at the white orchids in the bamboo tube, contemplating.

His eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were shining with thousands of stars but not as bright as the brilliance, and the spring breeze washing away them was not as tender as yours.

You can tell at a glance that he is completely absorbed in the memories of the past, and he doesn't know where he is today.

Lin Qian thought again of the million-word diary Zhen Nuo had said, of the Garden of Eden called Qingxin Manor, and of the English letters he had embroidered on his heart.

In comparison, the thoughtful care, money and material things he gave her were really... insignificant.

Lin Qian chuckled, so affectionately. Falling in love with him and being pampered and pampered by him in all directions should be the sweetest happiness in the world.

That was the happiness that belonged to him, Bai Yueguang, and had nothing to do with her.

Lin Qian opened the bedside table drawer, took out a hair dryer, and blew the wet, thick short hair on Gu Yanci's head.

The warm wind blew against his scalp, and Gu Yanci suddenly came back to his senses.

He raised his eyes and saw Lin Qian's expressionless face.

He thought that as smart as she was, he had already seen some clues.

After his hair was half dry, Gu Yanci took off the hair dryer and said with a distant look, "Lin Qian, you are a smart person. You will understand some things I won't say."

Lin Qian concealed her inner emotions, raised her eyes indifferently, and forced out a gentle smile, "Yes, I understand. I am very clear-headed, and I will always be self-aware now and in the future."

Gu Yanci turned to look out the window and said in a hoarse voice, "Just understand."

He stepped into the bathroom attached to the toilet, turned on the shower, and rinsed his muddy feet with hot water.

Lin Qian opened the door under the bedside table and rummaged through to find cotton swabs, gauze, and iodine.

She picked up the iodophor and put it down again, and took out high-concentration disinfectant alcohol.

After Gu Yanci put on his slippers and returned to the bedroom and lay down on the bed again, Lin Qian said ruthlessly, "Sit on the bed and don't move. Your wound needs to be disinfected."

Gu Yanci sat down with his back on the bed and said two words politely and calmly: "Thank you!"

Lin Qian used a large cotton swab, dipped it in a sufficient amount of disinfectant alcohol, and applied it vigorously on the wound on the sole of her foot as if to vent her anger. The force was so strong that she almost broke the cotton swab.

The alcohol irritated the wound and caused severe pain. Gu Yanci hissed, sucked in the cold air, frowned and said, "Be gentle, it hurts."

"Oh," Lin Qian showed a god-level understanding, "The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. I will give you a good time."

She cut off a piece of gauze, poured enough alcohol on it, wiped the wound on the sole of her foot with her bare hands, and said while wiping, "Be patient."

Gu Yanci's face turned pale, and she took deep and shallow breaths of cold air. She was so heavy-handed that she didn't even need the iodophor, and she was deliberately harming him.

Staring at the little face with tight pink lips, Gu Yanci frowned and relaxed her eyebrows. Depression was the most taboo for mood swings. If she wanted to vent, let her vent.

After disinfecting and applying medical gauze to the wound, Lin Qian picked up her air-conditioned quilt, yawned and said, "I'll go to the second bedroom next door. If you need anything, call me."

Gu Yanci wanted to keep her, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, she was already more than ten meters away, her neat steps showing the determination of never looking back.

Gu Yanci's right arm drooped down.

She wants to leave, and he respects her wishes.

……

It was dawn in the east, and Gu Yanci woke up from his sleep.

After washing and walking out of the bedroom, he smelled the rich aroma of food.

But on the dining table covered with a rustic tablecloth, there were several plates of breakfast.

Jade lily rolls, shredded pumpkin in vinegar sauce, charcoal-grilled fresh matsutake mushrooms... they are all carefully prepared vegetarian dishes, beautifully presented, and they are more like works of art than food.

Finally, Lin Qian served a pot of fresh morel mushroom noodle soup in a casserole, put a bowl in front of Gu Yanci, "I hope you appreciate my cooking skills."

Gu Yanci picked up the chopsticks, thought for a moment and then said: "It takes too much time to make these dishes. You don't have to go to such trouble in the future, just cook some wontons or noodles."

Lin Qian held the chopsticks in her hand, picked up the noodles and put them down again, "The bowl of egg fried rice you made last night was also quite troublesome. I have understood the principle of reciprocity and reciprocation since I was a child. I only made a bowl of small wontons. I'm sorry for what you did last night. The field is laborious and laborious.”

The words were polite, distant and polite. Gu Yanci even heard the subtext hidden in it: she repaid him in full for his efforts and owed him no favors.

It chilled him and made him unable to find fault.

……

After breakfast, the two of them took a Maybach together and headed to Yuhuan.

Lin Qian was silent along the way, sitting in the back seat while Gu Yanci concentrated on driving.

Gu Yanci looked through the rearview mirror at Lin Qian sitting behind him.

The more silent she became, the more frightened he became.

Patients with depression are the most sensitive, love to think wildly, and are most prone to pessimism and despair.

She was afraid that her fragile nerves would suddenly break and she would throw herself to the window and jump for life.

Ahead was an intersection with a red light. Gu Yanci stopped the car, rolled down the window, lit a thin cigarette, took two shallow puffs, and exhaled light white smoke.

The word responsibility is more important than Mount Tai.

The car started again, Gu Yanci turned right and drove to Rongcheng CBD (Central Business District). He stepped on the brakes and stopped, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the mall to buy some handbags. Buy as many as you want."

Lin Qian was confused, why buy a handbag? She has no interest in all kinds of big-name handbags.

Gu Yanci pursed her lips, "Isn't there a saying that cures all diseases? If one doesn't work, just two, if two don't work, just eighteen."

Lin Qian: "..."

What a confusing straight man statement!

It's as straight as a telegraph pole, but it reflects his sincere apology.

Regardless of the reason why he took the initiative to show his kindness, since he made a concession, Lin Qian warned herself: give it up as soon as it's good.

"Let's turn the page." Lin Qian took a few steps forward, got into the passenger seat, and took the initiative to hold his arm, "Just pretend that nothing happened."

Gu Yanci: "..."

He lowered his eyes, and Lin Qian turned her gaze in time and looked out the car window.

A call came in to the mobile phone. Lin Qian answered the call and heard Gu's mother's sarcastic voice: "Miss Lin, one more thing, leave Rongcheng. Gu Yanci defended you once, but he cannot defend you twice. A person must be self-aware. I, the lintel of the Gu family, are you. Such an illegitimate daughter cannot reach such a high level."

Lin Qian's temples twitched slightly. Gu Jinshen, who had killed a thousand swordsmen, didn't say what he should say, and said what he shouldn't.

He told her about her illegitimate daughter's parentage, why didn't he tell her that she had been rejecting him and it was him who shamelessly pestered her.

"Auntie, you misunderstood!" Lin Qian told the truth, "I have said many times that it is impossible for him and me. He can't listen, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Gu's mother was dubious, and she thought she was right and analyzed: "Are you trying to get hold of him? Sure enough, your sister is right. When it comes to robbing men, you inherited it from your biological mother. You are born with it and are very clever!"

Lin Qian was about to retort when Gu Yanci snatched the phone and said in a cold voice, "Why are you so narcissistic? You have no roots, are full of flaws and shortcomings, and are a playboy. Miss Lin can't stand it."