The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

However, Su Xingya was safe and sound outside the rain.

At the moment when the raindrops were about to touch her, Gu Yunqian, like a guardian angel, quickly and nimbly turned sideways and shook his wrist lightly, and the black umbrella that was originally hanging at his side opened with a "swish".

His movements were smooth and natural, without any delay or hesitation. The umbrella was like a huge black mushroom, instantly supporting a dry space for Su Xingya.

Gu Yunqian hunched his back slightly and tilted the umbrella as close to Su Xingya's head as possible. His eyes were focused and firm, staring at Su Xingya closely, as if in his world, protecting her was the most important thing at this moment.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be rooted in the ground, escorting Su Xingya forward slowly.

Su Xingya held Wang Zhenhai's urn in her arms, her expression solemn and sad. Her lips were slightly pursed, and there was a hint of fatigue and confusion in her eyes. Her delicate face looked even paler against the backdrop of the rain.

They stopped in front of a big tree. The tree stood there quietly like an ancient guardian, its lush branches and leaves rustling in the wind and rain, as if humming an ancient ballad, witnessing the changes of time and the joys and sorrows of the world.

The tombstone under the tree was carefully selected and placed there by them.

Previously, Su Xingya released the news that Wang Zhenhai's ashes would be brought back from abroad, but she remained tight-lipped and did not reveal any further details.

Today, this tombstone is located in front of a big tree not far from the entrance. It is conspicuous and unique, but deliberately away from the main position of ancestors, as if silently telling a complex and unspeakable family story.

When Su Xingya bent down slightly and prepared to gently put down the urn, Gu Yunqian's eyes always followed her movements closely.

He subconsciously stretched the hand holding the umbrella forward. His arm trembled slightly, due to fatigue from maintaining the same posture for a long time, but he was not aware of it at all.

His eyes were full of concern, his brows were slightly furrowed, trying to shield her from more wind and rain, completely ignoring the fact that his arms were exposed to the rain.

The movement was gentle and natural, as if it had become an instinctive reaction of his body.

At this time, the reporters carrying cameras could only stand far away. They knew the solemnity and majesty of the Su family's ancestral tomb and did not dare to easily step into it to disturb the peace of the deceased.

Therefore, they could only capture those scenes carefully from a distance with the help of telephoto lenses, like keen hunters catching prey.

Some reporters squatted on the ground, their eyes fixed on the camera, their fingers constantly adjusting the focus;

Some stood behind their companions, stood on tiptoe, and looked hard, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

Even if the press release has already been written, it must be strictly reviewed by Gu Yunqian before it has the chance to be made public.

After the funeral, Su Xingya and Gu Yunqian returned to the car.

There was a faint atmosphere of fatigue and depression in the car.

Gu Yunqian was the first to unscrew the thermos, and steaming mist instantly rose up, filling the small space.

He turned slightly and handed the thermos cup to Su Xingya, his eyes full of concern and tenderness. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and said softly: "Drink some hot water to get rid of the coldness in your body."

His voice was low and magnetic, like a warm melody played for her on this cold rainy day.

At the same time, Su Xingya had already taken a towel in her hand. Her eyes fell on Gu Yunqian's clothes soaked by rain, and her heart was full of heartache and gratitude.

When he was under the umbrella just now, he almost left the entire space under the umbrella to himself, completely ignoring the rain getting his body wet.

At this moment, most of Gu Yunqian's body was soaked, and his clothes were tightly attached to his body, outlining his muscular figure.

His hair was also a little messy, with a few strands sticking to his forehead. Drops of water slowly slid down the ends of his hair and dripped onto his cheeks.

Su Xingya leaned forward slightly, her eyes focused and affectionate. The towel in her hand gently fell on Gu Yunqian's hair, and then she slowly wiped the rain off his face, one drop at a time.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes, and her gaze met Gu Yunqian's in the air.

Outside the car window, fine raindrops were still falling without stopping, like God's endless sorrow, covering the whole world in a hazy veil.

The rain slowly slid down the car window glass, forming winding water marks. Occasionally, a few larger raindrops fell, splashing small water droplets, and were immediately covered by a new rain curtain.

The air inside the car was slightly damp and cool due to the continuous rain, as if I could feel the water vapor lingering in my nasal cavity with every breath.

Su Xingya leaned slightly closer to Gu Yunqian. Her movements were gentle and slow, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

The towel in her hand was soft and a little warm. She pressed it gently against his cheek, again and again, wiping the face that was still covered with water droplets very carefully.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, forming a shallow "川" character between her brows. There was a hint of anger and confusion in her eyes, just like a clear lake with slight ripples.

Her lips moved slightly, and she muttered quietly, "This umbrella can hold two people, why did you get yourself soaked like this? Is it just to make me feel guilty?"

The voice was as quiet as a mosquito, but it was clearly audible in the quiet carriage where only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. Every word was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing layers of imperceptible ripples in the air.

Gu Yunqian looked at her quietly, his eyes as firm as a rock and as deep as the night sky, and he shook his head without hesitation.

His hair was still slightly wet from the rain and hung wetly in front of his forehead, swaying slightly as he moved, with a few strands sticking to his forehead.

The water droplets slowly slid down the ends of his hair, dripped onto his cheeks, then slid along the strong contours to his chin, and finally dripped onto his clothes, leaving a small dark stain.

He sat up slightly, and his back, which had been slightly bent due to protecting Su Xingya, was now straight as a pine tree.

Gu Yunqian's gaze never left Su Xingya's eyes. His eyes were so hot that they seemed to be able to dispel the coldness in the car in an instant.

"I do all this just to let you know that no matter where you are or what the weather is like, I will always be behind you and hold an umbrella for you forever."

His voice was low and magnetic, and the deep affection in his words was like surging waves, hitting Su Xingya's heart wave after wave.

However, when Su Xingya heard these affectionate confessions, her reaction was extremely indifferent.

Her eyes suddenly became dark and deep, like an abyss with no bottom. At the bottom of the pool were endless complex emotions, making it difficult to grasp the mystery.

The originally gentle wiping action also came to an abrupt halt, as if under a spell; the fingers trembled slightly, and then quickly withdrew their hands.

Her body unconsciously leaned back slightly, her shoulders slightly hunched, as if she wanted to curl herself up in a safe corner to distance herself from Gu Yunqian, as if his affection was a ball of blazing flame that would burn her mercilessly.

Gu Yunqian was keenly aware of her intention, and the moment she made a move to escape, a hint of nervousness and determination flashed in his eyes.