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Hearing this, Gong Yan removed his eyes from the dense words on the document, his handsome forehead slightly frowned, after being silent for a second, he opened his lips and coldly said: "Let her come up."

"Alright."

He was not surprised that Susie would come to him again, even though he had said it so bluntly that day in the dining room.

Those words were enough to dishearten such a sensitive and fragile woman.

But animals like women, when they're stuck in the emotional quagmire, sometimes knowing what to do is the right decision, but often acting in a way that makes them sink deeper.

After he finished reading the documents, he signed his name in a flurry at the end of the page. The knock on the door also sounded.

"Come in."

Outside, Suzhi was relieved when she heard the cold voice coming from inside the room. Her fingers were sweating from nervousness as she placed them on the cold door handle and tightened it.

After a moment, she bit her lower lip, summoned up her courage, and pushed the door open.

In an office of almost two hundred square meters, the lighting was bright, the furnishings simple but generous.

She stood by the door and watched as the man behind the wooden desk buried his face in his papers. The sound of her pushing the door wasn't soft, yet he didn't even give her a glance. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Resisting the embarrassment and disappointment that welled up from her heart, she smiled faintly and walked towards her desk in her 10-centimeter high heels.

Her two hands nervously gripped the bag's strap, her knuckles turning white from the exertion. She forcefully pulled out a smile, and her soft voice slowly sounded.

"Yan-gege."

Hearing that, the man raised his head and looked at her. With just a glance, he looked as if he was looking at a stranger, then quickly shifted his gaze back to the document, "I still have some documents to deal with. Miss Su, if there's nothing important, I'll take a seat over there."

His apparent coldness made her feel even more embarrassed. She nodded, and the smile on her face disappeared the moment she turned around.

There was a reception area in one corner of the office, and Suizhi sat quietly on the black leather sofa, her eyes darting greedily over the man.

After about fifteen minutes, the man closed the folder in his hand and casually placed it on the desk. Then he got up and casually walked to the sofa opposite hers and sat down.

Suzy looked at the metal crutch he had placed to one side, and her mind drifted back to some memory of a lovely relationship that she would probably never forget for the rest of her life.

"I was in a hurry when we met last time, I forgot to ask …" Yan-gege, how is your leg recovering? "

With a gentle smile, her gaze shifted from the man's legs, which were wrapped in a suit, to his handsome face. Her heart couldn't help but pound.

Gong Yan held the teapot in his hand and unhurriedly poured tea into two cups. It was unknown if he did not see the admiration in the woman's eyes, or if she was indifferent when she saw it.

"Almost recovered." He moved a teacup across the table and raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"

He had the cold look of a man who doesn't remember anything, and Susie felt as if her heart was being gripped by an invisible hand.

Clearly … That time really did exist. The way he looked at her was even stranger than a stranger.

A year ago, after his car accident, Gong urgently summoned the world's most skilled surgeon to operate on his severely injured legs. After the operation, he had to rest for almost nine months before he could barely walk. In order to regain his mobility faster, he began day after day of rehabilitation training.

In those days, she gave up all of her former modesty and voluntarily appeared before him.

The first time, she cried the whole night after being rejected so harshly.

The second time, she no longer asked if she could stay with him. She just insisted on showing up every day and taking care of him.

She loved this man. Perhaps from the very first moment, she had fallen in love with him …

She recalled the afternoon when the man had finished his rehabilitation, when he had changed into a suit at the hospital and she had stood at the end of the corridor. Watching him walk out of the ward under the escort of the crowd, with such a dazzling, majestic aura that made it seem like he was crowned king, he officially became the chief ruler of the Gong Family Group.

He became someone she thought she would never be able to touch again.

Thinking up to this point, the glimmer in her eyes had already sunk. Her gaze landed on the white teacup, and her red lips curled up slightly. After pausing for a moment, she still said, "My father told me to prepare. Next month … We'll have a wedding. "

"Us?"

The man seemed to have heard something funny. His thin lips barely formed a smile. "Are you sure you didn't hear wrongly?" It's me, with you? "

Looking into his smiling eyes, she asked again with uncertainty, but she could hear the mockery in his voice.

She knew what he was laughing at.

She rolled up the hair that had fallen into her ears and nodded, "Sure, my father …" I went to the hospital to meet Granny Gong yesterday. "

She lifted her eyelids, looked at the expressionless man, and added, "He came back from the hospital to tell me."

In the end, the man's smooth and inky eyebrows knitted together bit by bit. He lifted his finger to play with the exquisite teacup. His gaze landed on a certain spot. With a single glance, he realized that his thoughts weren't on her.

She naturally knew that he would not marry her so easily, or perhaps it could be said that he had never thought of marrying her.

This was just a game between him and the old lady from the palace. In this game, she was just an insignificant chess piece.

This point was clear to her from the moment the old mistress of the Heavenly Palace invited her to the Old Residence of the Gong Family.

But if she could become this chess piece, she would have a possibility that she wouldn't even dare dream of … In that case, she was willing.

The tea cup on the tea table was no longer filled with the rising mist. She stretched out her hand to pinch it, but just as she was about to send the tea into her mouth, the man responded.

"I will take care of this matter."

The tea in Su Qizhi's hand paused for a moment, her eyes rippling with light.

Pulling her lips, she took a sip of the warm tea and put the teacup back into its place.

Gong Yan didn't pay any attention to the smile on her face. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

The woman's face was still the same, but it had suddenly lost its reserved temperament. The cautious and constantly attentive feeling that she had had when she was with him had become a lot fainter.

"Yan-gege …"

She looked up with a smile and met his gaze.

It was the first time that she had met his gaze so openly. Those black eyes were very, very deep. They were as deep as the silent night, the silent sea. There was no wind on the surface, but there was a surging tide in the depths.

"Why do you think I should tell you in advance?"