908 Why Not!

She raised her head to look at Gu Qingcheng, who towered over her, stubbornly refusing to say a word.

The accumulated rage in Gu Qingcheng's heart slowly turned into mania. Restraining his emotions that had no outlet to be vented, he frustratedly knelt down, boorishly ripping the butterfly bow on the cake's packaging and opening the box.

Yun Liuli's lips parted slightly. She wanted Gu Qingcheng to be careful and not ruin the cake, but it was like a walnut was stuck in her throat, making her unable to utter a sound.

The young lady had protected the cake well on the way there. The cake looked pretty, and the heart shape made by the cherry sauce in the center of the cream looked striking!

Gu Qingcheng tore apart the candles' packaging hastily and boorishly, snapping a few candles as he did. Those candles fell all over the floor as he tossed the packaging aside.

Seeing Gu Qingcheng harshly stick candles on the cake, not at all appreciating her effort, Yun Liuli felt terrible.

She lowered her head and picked up the candles Gu Qingcheng broke… holding them in her hands.

The sound of a lighter could be heard, and the candles that Gu Qingcheng had stuck on the cake were lit. His dark gaze was fixated on the candles as he said, "My three birthday wishes. Number one… for Yun Liuli to live a long life and stay safe!"

Yun Liuli choked, feeling like tears were stagnated in her eyes.

"Number two, for Yun Liuli to date a boy close to her age!"

"Number three, for Yun Liuli to stay far away from me and get out of my life!"

The candles were then blown out, the small and shaking warm flames vanishing in an instant, taking away the last bit of color on Yun Liuli's face.

She clenched her teeth and lifted the cake from the coffee table, smashing it against the French windows. The entire cake got stuck on the French windows, then slid down a little before falling heavily in one swoop, ending up as a messy pile on the floor.

She tightened her fists and turned her head, her eyes looking stubborn as she shouted, "This doesn't count! It's not your birthday yet! It doesn't matter what wish you make, it doesn't count, so it's not going to come true!"

"You can smash this one cake, but there are countless cakes! Even if it's not my birthday today, I have the entirety of tomorrow! It doesn't matter if those wishes won't come true, because so long as I wish for it, you won't see me again in this lifetime!"

"I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen!"

After screaming hysterically, Yun Liuli was afraid that Gu Qingcheng would say something she was unable to take again, so she left the suite crying.

As the door slammed heavily, Gu Qingcheng threw the lighter in his hand to the ground and kicked at the coffee table, restraining his emotions with much difficulty. He tugged at his tie and raised his phone to call his subordinate and have Yun Liuli escorted home safely.

After taking one last look at the smashed cake, Gu Qingcheng returned to his room and entered the bathroom, staying there for a long while.

…

At 12 sharp that night, Gu Qingcheng, who was leaning against the water bar and holding a square-shaped wine glass, walked to the French windows and knelt down on one knee. He shifted the platter underneath the cake away. The cream, cherry sauce, and cake were mixed together, the colors looking like a complete mess.

The black hair over Gu Qingcheng's eyes had yet to dry, so it blocked his vision a little.

Sweet foods were Yun Liuli's favorites. Gu Qingcheng had never liked sweet stuff. It was just that he was used to accompanying Yun Liuli to eat a little, so as time grew… his taste buds became accustomed to it.

He smeared a little with his finger and brought it to his lips. It tasted wonderful…

He lowered his gaze, the folds of his eyelids hiding the hint of gentleness in his dark eyes. He could even visualize the scene of the young lady jubilantly preparing the cake in the kitchen.

The corners of Gu Qingcheng's lips turned up. He propped himself up on the carpet and sat before the French windows, taking a sip of wine followed by a mouthful of cake, giving off an inexplicably lonely and desolate vibe.

…

Lin Nuan, who didn't have any work arrangements, had planned to take Tuan Tuan and Fu Huai'an to visit Ji Yun at the villa. After she found out that Yun Liuli had come back with reddened eyes the night before, Lin Nuan didn't want to leave the girl home alone. So, she thought of taking Yun Liuli to climb the mountains, but after knocking on her door for a long time, no one answered.

"If you're still not answering, I'm coming in…"

Lin Nuan cautiously pulled on the door handle and opened the door…

Yun Liuli was lying on the large bed, wrapping herself firmly with the blanket. It was only when she heard the door open that she said, "I'm not going, Sister Xiao Nuan. I just want to have a good sleep…"

Yun Liuli then closed her sore, painful, and hot eyes, tears slipping past the bridge of her nose and landing on her pillow.

Detecting the nasal tone in Yun Liuli's voice, Lin Nuan walked to the bed and sat down beside her. Noticing the wet patch on her pillow, Lin Nuan guessed that things probably ended on a sour note between Yun Liuli and Gu Qingcheng.

Yun Liuli's face was abnormally red. Lin Nuan reached out and touched Yun Liuli's forehead, frowning. "You seem a little hot!"

"Sister Xiao Nuan, I'm fine, I'll be okay after some rest! Don't worry about me…" Yun Liuli shrunk into her blanket, using it to cover her petite mouth.

Within several minutes, Lin Nuan returned with a thermometer, a fever patch, fever medicine, and warm water, plus a bowl of century egg minced meat porridge.

After taking Yun Liuli's temperature, which wasn't too high at 101 degrees Fahrenheit, Lin Nuan stuck a fever patch on her. She then supported her into a sitting position to drink some warm water and porridge before saying, "Since you're not feeling well, stay at home and rest well! Don't think about other matters. It's most important for you to take care of your health!"

Yun Liuli nodded. "I know!"

Watching Yun Liuli lie down, Lin Nuan was still worried. So, after discussing it with Fu Huai'an, they decided to fetch Little Candy over. They would let the two kids, Little Candy and Tuan Tuan, keep Yun Liuli company at home. Little kids were more sprightly, so they might be able to liven up the house and cheer up Yun Liuli.

Fu Huai'an folded the finance newspaper in his hands and set it on the table, then raised his coffee mug and nodded. "You can make the decision!"

Auntie Li hung up the call from the door guard, walked into the dining room, and said to Fu Huai'an and Lin Nuan, "Sir, Madam, Young Master Fu is here…"

Lin Nuan, who was holding a glass of milk in her hand, turned her head and looked at Auntie Li, unsurprised. When they were staying at Tianfu Bay, Fu Tianci used to visit often. It was just that it seemed a little early for him to come over.

"Prepare another set of chopsticks and a bowl…" Lin Nuan instructed Auntie Li.

When Fu Tianci entered the house, he was holding a piece of luggage. He set it down at the entrance of the dining room, then entered and complained that he was hungry. Before he even washed his hands, he grabbed a xiaolongbao and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Why did you come over so early in the morning?" Lin Nuan asked Fu Tianci.

Fu Tianci swallowed down the xiaolongbao, then raised his glass of milk and drank a mouthful before saying, "School holidays have started. My mom's forcing me to get married again, so I came to hide!"

Fu Tianci had a headache whenever he thought of Lu Qingmei.

Lu Qingmei had fallen into a manic state after Fu Huai'an became the chairman of the Kaide Corporation. But contrary to her wishes, Fu Qingquan wanted to keep things the way they were!

Fu Qingquan felt it best for things to remain as they were. He didn't need to give Fu Huai'an any shares, so the shares he held would all belong to his biological son in the future. With Fu Huai'an as the largest shareholder of the Kaide Corporation, he didn't need to worry that Fu Huai'an would do something to devastate the Kaide Corporation after he passed on!

Carefully thinking about it, Fu Huai'an was actually making his son money, so why not!