Chapter 581 Please Believe Him

Chapter 581 please believe him

"What's wrong?"

He asked softly:

"Is it cold?"

... "No, no."

"Heh,"

Wenren Zhen chuckled, his words ambiguous.

"Really?"

Gu Nuan's face turned redder and redder. She had a feeling that she was a little pet being teased by its owner, which made her very unhappy and completely enraged.

So, she tried to break off the hand he was holding on to her waist, but he was so strong that she couldn't break it.

She was irritated, and her heart was getting angrier. She turned around and wanted to give him a hard look, only to find that she was looking into his eyes, which were so dark that they looked like an unfathomable pool, and her angry face was reflected in them.

Gu Nuan gritted his teeth.

"Wenren Zhen, grandma passed away yesterday."

As if he hadn't heard her, Wenren Zhen pressed her back and almost wrapped her in his arms. He lowered his head slightly and rested his chin on her shoulder.

A little pain, a little itching, a heavy breath blowing through her ears, bringing a burning heat.

Gu Nuan almost subconsciously shrank. The next second, he quickly raised one of his hands, slid down her arm, and finally landed on the back of her hand, gently covering it.

Her thin little hands were almost wrapped in his big ones, and she couldn't break free. Wenren Zhen's lips pressed against her ears again and whispered,

"Were you angry just now?"

Gu Nuan: ..."

"Don't think too much. I have my own plans."

..."

She didn't care about his arrangements. When Wang Minghui's work was done and she returned to Bincheng, she was going to do her own thing.

"I told you, in my life, I will only get married once, just a wife. You better not forget."

The hand holding Gu Nuan's waist slowly tightened, almost embedding her into his body.

Being trapped by him like this, he couldn't move, which made Gu Nuan tremble instinctively.

Gu Nuan tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, so that he could barely control his struggle.

Over the past two years, she had been very clear that she could not get any benefits from confronting Wenren Zhen.

He was too strong, too overbearing, too smart, too hypocritical, too shameless!

So, take a deep breath, it took a long time to calm his breathing, gritting his teeth and slowly said.

"Wenren Zhen, am I not your wife?"

Hearing her words, Wenren Zhen seemed to chuckle again before loosening his grip on her waist.

Gu Nuan stood there, not daring to move. After a long time, he heard Wenren Zhen whispering behind him:

"Mom is not in a good mood and is not in good health. She had a fever last night. You should go and accompany her."

Gu Nuan was shocked to hear him say that. Was Cai Xirong sick?

She had been staying with Xiaojie since she arrived here yesterday evening and had hardly paid any attention to Cai Xirong. She thought she was fine.

"Go and accompany mom. Grandma is going up the mountain in one hour."

Wenren Zhen whispered again.

Gu Nuan nodded, and behind her, Wenren Zhen had completely let go of her waist hand. She took a long breath, and after nearly two minutes turned around, she found that he had already turned and left.

Gu Nuan walked back along the dam and saw Zuo Yiran coming out of a room. He walked forward in a daze. As soon as he reached the door, he heard Cai Xirong's voice coming from the room.

"I'm fine. I'm just dizzy. You guys go get busy."

"Second aunt, what's wrong with her?" Gu Nuan asked quickly.

Zuo Yiran looked at her and whispered,

"Fever. We left in a hurry and forgot to bring medicine. We just had someone boil ginger and brown sugar water and the fever hasn't subsided yet."

"Oh, I'll go in and take a look."

Gu Nuan said this and immediately pushed open the closed door and walked in.

Cai Xirong's face on the bed was also pale and tired. Thinking about the long journey and staying up late, and Cai Xirong took care of Wang Minghui for too long, he was completely ill.

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

Gu Nuan sat down beside Cai Xirong's bed and asked in a low voice as he looked at the exhausted Cai Xirong.

"Why are you here?"

Cai Xirong looked up at her.

"You're not in good health either. Why don't you rest in your room?"

"I slept last night and had enough rest."

Gu Nuan touched her hand and a scorching heat spread to his.

Cai xirong nodded and looked at her with wide eyes.

"I heard that you have had a very bad half year?"

..." Gu Nuan didn't know how to answer.

"I can understand your feelings. Back then... When my child was lost, I was depressed for a long time."

Cai Xirong sighed and said,

"However, no matter how depressed you are, you still have to pull yourself together and continue your life, don't you? Time will not stop because of your depression."

Gu Nuan bit the corner of his lower lip.

"I know, mom. I won't be depressed anymore. I'll... Find myself again."

"Ah Zhen said that when you're done with grandma, you can go back to Bincheng and help you reopen the studio."

Gu Nuan was shocked when she heard this. Wenren Zhen wanted to help her reopen the studio? Wasn't he going to lock her up in zhen yuan?

Cai Xirong looked at her with a pleased smile on his lips and his hot hand clasped hers.

"I don't know how you and Ah Zhen got to this point, but trust Ah Zhen. Trust him to miss his children as much as you do. Trust him to be as loyal to his marriage as you are."

"He would never commit adultery."

..." Gu Nuan didn't know what to say.

When she came out of Cai Xirong's room, Gu Nuan felt as if all the bones in her body were falling apart....

His whole body was almost crushed.

Huo Weiwu saw her come out with a pale face and quickly reached out to hold her.

"Elder sister Nuan, what's wrong?"

"I..."

Gu Nuan's lips parted slightly, and after a long time he said faintly:

"Give me a glass of water. I'm thirsty."

Huo Weiwu quickly brought her a cup of warm water. She sat down on the stool and drank half a cup in one breath before her breath subsided slightly.

Her brain, too, was slightly clearer.

In fact, she really needs to calm down now. She must calm down.

After drinking half a glass of water, she looked at the ripples in the glass, which reflected her shadow indistinctly, rippling away layer by layer.

In her mind, however, were the words that Cai Xirong had told her...

Trust him, trust him -

She had to lament the greatness of motherly love. Cai Xirong believed Wenren Zhen almost unconditionally!

But she wasn't Wenren Zhen's mother. She couldn't trust Wenren Zhen unconditionally.

It was finally ten o' clock, and the old lady was about to be sent up the mountain, so eight people took sticks and carried the old lady's mahogany coffin towards the mountain.

Gu Nuan didn't know what to do either. Maybe he didn't need to do anything at this point. He just followed the crowd up the mountain.

Cai Xirong was sick and had a fever, so she couldn't take Wang Minghui up the mountain. Gu nuan was worried about her safety, so she left Huo Weiwu to take care of Cai Xirong.

Gu Nuan was in poor health, and the mountain road was difficult to walk. She held Xiaojie, walking and stopping along the way, slowly falling to the end of the funeral procession.

Before the two of them could get there, people were already coming back one after another.

"Oh, this mountain road is too difficult to walk. If I had known, I would have been like an aunt. I wouldn't have come to see grandma off."

Xiaojie panted.

Gu Nuan laughed when she heard this. She didn't expect Wang Minghui's grave to be built so far away, and it was still on the top of the mountain. It took her a long time to walk around the mountain.

When they were almost there and saw Cai Si and Cai Zhihao coming back, Gu Nuan quickly entrusted Xiaojie to the two of them and asked them to take him back.

Anyway, with so many people being buried, it doesn't matter if Xiaojie is a seven-year-old child or not.

Besides, Wang Minghui didn't know he had such a nephew.

"Gu Nuan, why don't you come back with us?"

Cai Si looked at her panting as she walked, and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"This mountain road is difficult to walk on. When you get there, I think even the soil on the grave will be piled up."

"Yes, the ceremony is over. Everyone is walking back. Sister-in-law, you can come back with us."

Cai Zhihao also persuaded her.

Gu Nuan shook his head.

"No, I'd better go up and kowtow to grandma before going back. It's not a wasted trip."

"Well... How about I go with you?"

Cai Tianyou looked at her pale face, panting, and said with some heartache.

"No, it's not far ahead. I'll be back after a few kowtows. It's still me walking with you. Just help me bring Xiaojie back."

Gu Nuan quickly refused.

Cai si saw her insistence and saw that there were many people along the way. Instead of saying anything, she picked up Xiaojie, who was already unable to walk, and walked back with Cai Zhihao.

It took Gu Nuan another twenty minutes to get there. When she reached Wang Minghui's grave, there was really no one. Even the person who buried the gravestone had already taken the tools to go back.

"After you pay your respects to the old lady, you can go back from this mountain road. Although this road is steep, you can go straight down to the dam, so you don't have to go around this mountain."

The graveyard man pointed to a steep mountain path that led straight to the river and told her.

"Okay, thank you!"

Gu nuan thanked the village name, then went to Wang Minghui's grave and knelt down respectfully to kowtow a few times.

He got up and walked down the short path that the village name had just told her. It was a short path, but it was also very steep. He had to hold the thorns by his hand almost every step to go forward. If he was careless, he might fall down.

After less than 50 meters, Gu Nuan regretted it. No wonder almost no one took this road down the mountain. It was so difficult.

Just as she was about to turn back, she heard something rustling in the jungle nearby. She thought it was some kind of animal and looked over in fear.

Only when he looked at it did he realize that there was a man standing in the middle of a large rock in front of a row of big trees.

The white linen set off her rosy cheeks and stood in the mountains in the late autumn like a bunch of chrysanthemums in the autumn.

This man is actually - Cheng Yuner!