Chapter 389 Meet the Right Girl

Chapter 389 meets the right girl

"You're here alone, slowly burning paper for grandpa. Oh, you're wrong. Send money to your father, and I'll go back first."

Gu Nuan got up, gently patted the paper dust on her clothes, turned around and walked gracefully towards her car.

Just two steps later, Gu Ling called out from behind.

"Gu Nuan!"

Gu Nuan looked back at the angry Gu Ling and raised his eyebrows.

"Is there anything else, gu xing?"

"You... Are wearing red?"

Gu ling pointed at Gu Nuan's clothes.

"I'm happy, of course I have to wear happy clothes. Why, do you have a problem with that?"

Gu Nuan asked back.

"It's your business to be sad when your father dies. Who says I should be sad too?"

Gu Ling's face turned pale instantly. Coupled with her white dress, she looked like a ghost.

Gu Nuan turned around gracefully. She was not in the mood to argue with Gu Ling, especially in this cemetery.

She believed that Gu Ling was not in the mood to quarrel at the moment. After all, her biological father had left, and that was one of the people who loved her the most.

As soon as she reached the cemetery, she suddenly found that there was a person sitting in front of her car. She was surprised that Wenren Zhen had jumped off her car.

"Why are you here?"

Gu Nuan asked in surprise.

"I called the Gu family. Wangma said you were at the cemetery, so he came out to pick you up."

Wenren Zhen raised his hand and flicked some paper ash off her head.

"Are you done?"

"Well, there's nothing else. Grandma and dad are going home first."

Gu Nuan nodded and looked behind his car, but did not see Wenren Zhen's car.

"How did you get here? Where's the car?"

Gu Nuan asked in surprise.

"Mingxuan drove me here. He drove back."

Wenren Zhen reached for Gu Nuan's car keys, opened them, and opened the passenger door for her.

"Get in the car, my leader. I'll be your driver today."

Gu nuan smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

"This is a reward from the leader."

Wenren Zhen wouldn't let her go after the kiss. He put his big hand on the back of her head and pushed her against the car door. He lowered his head and pressed his thin lips on it...

Gu Ling did not expect that she would come out and see such a scene.

Wenren Zhen and Gu Nuan, right next to the Gu family cemetery, showed off their love.

Her fingers curled in an instant, her teeth clenched tight, and her face contorted with rage.

How could Gu Nuan do this?

Her grandfather, no, her father just died and was buried. Didn't she know how to control herself a little?

Or was her grandfather's death a joyous event for her?

At the end of the kiss, Gu Nuan pushed Wenren Zhen away and found Gu Ling standing on one side with a ferocious face. Her brows furrowed slightly.

What's Gu Ling's expression? Anger? Hatred? Unwilling?

Did her kissing her husband hinder Gu Ling?

"Get in the car."

Wenren Zhen helped gu nuan into the car and gently lifted her skirt.

Gu Nuan nodded, ignored Gu Ling, and gracefully got into the car with Wenren Zhen's help.

Gu Ling stood there, watching Wenren Zhen help gu nuan get into the car, watching Wenren Zhen drive away the luxury car made in china, watching the red flag car on the long boulevard.

Why?

Gu Nuan, who had such a bad reputation and had no place in Bincheng, could easily get that kind of happiness just by hiding abroad?

Even let the first young Wenren Zhen hold it in his hands?

Isn't this supposed to be hers?

She was the real Gu family in Bincheng, Miss, the number one socialite in Bincheng, the star, the person who should be held in the palm of everyone's hands?

Why, in the end, was it all turned over by Gu Nuan?

Why? Why?

She was so unwilling!

I don't know if I've been in the cemetery for a long time, or maybe I forgot to wear my coat when I left today.

Back in Zhenyuan, Gu Nuan felt a little lightheaded and had no appetite. He went upstairs, took a shower and climbed onto the bed to sleep.

Wenren Zhen came upstairs worriedly and asked if she was feeling unwell. She said she was fine and had a glass of hot water to sleep for a while.

However, in fact, this time she caught a cold rather quickly. Not only did she not recover from it after a nap, but she ended up shivering under the covers at around 10 pm.

Wenren Zhen quickly touched her forehead with his hand, only to feel that the temperature was a little high, and was shocked. He quickly took his phone and called Huang Zijian, asking him to come home quickly.

Huang Zijian hurriedly drove over and thought it was a big deal, but it was Gu Nuan who had a small cold that made him laugh and cry.

After prescribing medicine for gu nuan, Wenren Zhen fed Gu Nuan the medicine, tucked her in, and then came downstairs.

"In the future, you don't have to call me. Just give her some medicine."

Huang zijian left two boxes of medicine for him and said angrily,

"Hurry up, I almost hit the wall with my car."

"What little ailment? Is it a fever or a minor illness?"

Wenren Zhen glared at him.

"I think highly of you when I call you, or I call someone else."

..." Huang zijian was speechless.

At times, he really didn't want such a high regard, if not...

Forget it. If Wenren Zhen knew what he was thinking, he might not call him anymore.

The little girl had not grown up yet, so he could only grit his teeth and wait.

For the sake of the little girl movie, he could do anything for Wenren Zhen.

This night, Gu Nuan had a fever and a cold, and she was not sleeping well. Wenren Zhen had been waiting on her all night, until after three in the morning, her fever had subsided.

Both of them slept in bed until around 10: 00 the next morning. Wenren Zhen didn't go to work at the company directly and asked Li Mingxuan to send the company documents to zhen yuan.

Although gu nuan's fever had subsided, her whole body seemed to be getting more and more soft, and she had no energy when she got up.

Han Yize, on the other hand, called to say that a customer had called to customize her jewelry and had asked her to go to the company this afternoon.

Wenren Zhen picked up gu nuan's phone and threw a sentence at Han Yize.

"She's sick and won't be a director anymore. Tell the client to find another designer?"

This was a big family and a princess of a certain country. How could Han Yize dare such a sinner?

Gu Nuan couldn't go to the Fuyuan group, so Han Yize drove all the way here with some nutrition.

Wenren Zhen sat on the sofa, staring intently at his tablet, his fingers tugging at it, completely ignoring Han Yize, who was sitting next to him sipping tea.

"I already told you. She's sick. She won't be working for your company anymore. Is it useless for you to come here?"

Wenren Zhen was still staring at the tablet, not even turning to look at Han Yize.

"Can't I come and see you?"

Han yize glanced at him, took a sip from his teacup, and exclaimed:

"Good tea!"

"Don't you talk nonsense? This is the pu' er that Gu Nuan's grandmother has collected for twenty years."

Wenren Zhen was too lazy to talk to him. When did Han Yize learn to taste tea? Didn't he always like tall cat poop coffee?

"So I said it was good tea."

After Han Yize finished speaking, he looked at the stairs again, but did not see Gu Nuan's shadow.

"Has your old man been urging you again in the last two days?"

Wenren Zhen changed the subject.

"Isn't that because of you?"

Speaking of this, Han Yize was a little unhappy.

"You're holding a wedding banquet in Beijing. That's great. Everyone in the family is in a hurry. Wei Yecheng called me last night to say that his old man gave him a death order."

Han Yize shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"Why do you think the older generation is so fond of seeing the wind and the rain? What does your marriage have to do with me? Yesterday, my mother seemed to have been nagging me for a long time."

Wenren Zhen exited the file on the tablet, clicked save, and then looked up at him.

As people get older, they naturally become more Gu family. Besides, their classmates and friends all have great-grandchildren. Can they not be in a hurry? We, the younger generation, should understand their feelings. "

"We understand them, so who will understand us?"

Han Yize glared at Wenren Zhen and said angrily,

"I remember last year, no, the year before last, when I came to america, you said that marriage was boring, and that it was more fun to live alone."

"Well, that's what I said the year before last,"

Wenren Zhen did not deny it. He picked up the cup on the coffee table and took a sip of tea before smiling.

"That's because I didn't meet the right person then, and when I met the right person, I immediately chose to be with her."

"Why?"

Han Yize looked at Wenren Zhen in confusion.

"Because one person has one person's natural and unrestrained, two people have two people's warmth."

Wenren Zhen put down his teacup and said faintly:

"It's been nearly 30 years since I met the right girl. It's time for me to experience the warmth of two people, isn't it? After all, it won't take long for them to be warm."

"Not too long?"

Han Yize obviously didn't react.

"Zhenzi, what do you mean? You and Gu Nuan just got married? Don't tell me you're being a playboy again?"

"Go on, you're the one who'll spend your time."

Wenren Zhen glanced at him.

"What do you think? How long can two people live together when they get married? Children come later, two people live longer, children come faster, some of them only take a year and a half, soon they will have to enter the happy life of three people?"

"Oh, okay,"

Han Yize smiled sheepishly and scratched his head.

"Haven't I entered the warmth of two people yet? So, I didn't think that far. You have more foresight."

"What do you mean I have foresight? You just haven't given up yet."

Wenren Zhen said faintly,

"When you get to where I am, you will naturally think of the next step."