With a "click", Qi Qiao inserted the straw into the milk tea cup and handed it to Jin Mingzhu.

Jin Mingzhu shook her head and refused:

"There's so much sugar in milk tea, it's high in calories, I won't drink it."

"I don't know you yet. There is no sugar in it. Drink it." After hearing what Qi Qiao said, Jin Mingzhu took the milk tea, took a sip, and the sweet jasmine scent spread in her mouth.

"How is it? Are you happy? In my opinion, this kind of little happiness is needed in life." Qi Qiao had a smile on his face.

Jin Mingzhu nodded and asked:

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just a little annoyed."

"Tell me about it?" Qi Qiao asked patiently.

The two of them sat together on a bench under the shade of a tree, and heard Jin Mingzhu speak softly:

"Something happened that made me think that Xu Yang's case was a conspiracy, and someone had set this up. I thought I had found evidence, but just now I realized that everything was just a coincidence."

"Qiao Qiao, I don't know what to do?"

Qi Qiao held her hand and said comfortingly:

"Mingzhu, I know that none of this is what you want now. You have too many struggles and helplessness, and you are unwilling to accept it; but this is the reality, and you can only bear it."

"You are unwilling to accept reality and try to find a reason to rationalize it. But this is just self-deception, Mingzhu. Are you willing to live in your own fantasy forever?"

Jin Mingzhu's eyes were red, and after a long while she said:

"Qiao Qiao, I'm really sad. I don't know what to do. I can't forget Xu Yang, and I can't let myself fall in love with Gu Huaijin."

Qi Qiao went forward and hugged her, asking:

"Mingzhu, can't you let go of Xu Yang?"

Jin Mingzhu nodded. Xu Yang has now returned to prison and will be released in another six months.

Qi Qiao sighed, his voice a little low:

"Mingzhu, we all know that there is no possibility for you and Xu Yang anymore."

Jin Mingzhu shed tears from her eyes and said quietly:

"I know there's no chance for us, and Gu Huaijin won't let go. But I can't let go of our feelings, and I can't control my heart."

Qi Qiao tightened his grip on her hand, and Jin Mingzhu came back to her senses:

"Mingzhu, no matter how painful it is, you have to let it go."

Jin Mingzhu nodded firmly and leaned on Qi Qiao's shoulder. Qi Qiao hugged her lovingly, and the two sat for a long, long time...

As soon as Jin Mingzhu returned to Gu's house, Wang Ma hurried forward and shouted:

"My lady, where have you been? The young master has been waiting for you for a long time."

She looked at Gu Huaijin on the side and said calmly:

"Just meeting a friend."

Gu Huaijin didn't say much. Seeing her dazed look, he felt relieved. He walked up to her, held her hand, and said softly:

"Tonight is Grandpa Lin's birthday, we have to show up."

The "Grandpa Lin" that Gu Huaijin mentioned is Lin Shaoyu's grandfather. They grew up together and are very respectful to the elders on both sides. Tonight is the elder's birthday banquet, and it is reasonable for Jin Mingzhu to attend with Gu Huaijin.

But she was really resistant today and refused softly:

"I'm not feeling well. Please go."

After saying that, he went upstairs with somewhat unsteady steps and lay down on the bed weakly.

Gu Huaijin followed in worriedly, sat beside her, put his hand on her forehead, and seeing that she did not have a fever, he coaxed her in a low voice:

"Be good, we'll just go for a while and come back after showing up, okay?"

Jin Mingzhu hummed:

"I really don't want to go. I want to get some sleep."

Gu Huaijin was not angry. He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, his voice lowered a little:

"Wife, it's still early, go to bed for a while, and we'll go together later."

Jin Mingzhu sighed when she heard this. She was like a puppet and could never refuse Gu Huaijin's arrangement. She closed her eyes.

Because it is a birthday banquet, the decoration of Lin’s house today is based on bright red. A big “Shou” character is printed in the middle of the room, and a ten-layer cake tower is placed on the table, creating a “perfect” artistic conception.

Gu Huaijin respectfully handed the gift to Grandpa Lin Shaoyu:

"Grandpa Lin, I'm late, so I brought a small gift. I hope you like it."

Grandpa Lin was a little unhappy to see Gu Huaijin was late, and he snorted from his nose and blamed him:

"You stinky boy from the Gu family, why are you here so late? It seems that you look down on an old man like me."

Jin Mingzhu approached Gu Huaijin nervously. Gu Huaijin held her hand, neither lightly nor heavily, and explained with a smile:

"There's a meeting at the company, so I'll be late."

Dissatisfied with his explanation, Grandpa Lin snorted like a naughty boy and turned his head to the side.

Gu Huaijin's smile did not diminish as he jokingly said:

"Grandpa, don't you want to see what gift I gave you?"

Hearing this, the servant handed the gift forward. Grandpa Lin opened the gift and saw that it was a painting. He was a little unimpressed.

"I have plenty of these things in my study. Do I need you to give them to me?"

Gu Huaijin didn't say anything, but just gestured for him to open it, and Grandpa Lin opened the painting.

As the painting unfolded, the old man's expression quickly changed from gloomy to sunny, and gradually he smiled, and hurriedly ordered:

"Quickly bring me my reading glasses and magnifying glass."

The maid brought the item over, and the old man put on his reading glasses and looked at it carefully again and again. He was very happy and patted Gu Huaijin on the shoulder and praised:

"You stinky boy from the Gu family, you are quite capable. You can even find this."

Jin Mingzhu took a quick glance and found that it was an authentic work by a famous Ming Dynasty painter, and the price at the auction house was 50 million.

Gu Huaijin said modestly:

"As long as grandpa likes it."

Then he pulled Jin Mingzhu, who was standing beside him, in front of him and said:

"Grandpa, this is all thanks to your granddaughter-in-law. She picked this gift herself."

Jin Mingzhu was stunned for a moment. When did she choose the painting? She didn't expect the old man to take the initiative to come forward and praise sincerely:

"Granddaughter-in-law, you have good taste!"

"Huai Jin made the right choice by marrying you. Unlike my stinky boy, he is almost thirty and still single." Lin Shaoyu was innocently caught in the crossfire and said weakly:

"grandfather."

Jin Mingzhu could only smile slightly and responded gently:

"As long as Grandpa Lin likes it."

When everyone saw Gu Huaijin praising Jin Mingzhu so much, Mr. Lin also praised her highly and looked at her with a little more friendliness and respect.

After they met, Gu Huaijin took Jin Mingzhu to the side and said gently:

"There are a few partners over there. I'll go over and say hello. You can rest here for a while and eat something. I'll come and accompany you later."

"No drinking."

Seeing Gu Huaijin giving instructions to her like a father disciplining his rebellious daughter, she was speechless and pushed him away:

"I know. I can take care of myself. You go now."

Seeing Gu Huaijin walking away, Jin Mingzhu took a glass of champagne and dessert from the waiter's tray and sat down in the garden. The cake was well-made and melted in the mouth. Jin Mingzhu took a sip of champagne to relieve the greasy taste in her mouth.

There was a sound of arguing behind her. Jin Mingzhu wanted to avoid it, but they vaguely mentioned Gu Huaijin's name.

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