Chapter 172 of 234
Chapter 173
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Gu Yeze raised his eyebrows. It’s rare for Tan Xin to lay bare her true feelings for him even to such an extent.
But he had no intention of responding to this, “Now is working hour. We may both get to work.”
Tan Xin stood up. The whiff of her perfume finally smelled not so strongly.
“You seriously?”
“Yeah, as I always am.”
A sensible woman, Tan Xin gave a smile and stopped pestering the busy man, “How about having dinner together after work?”
Burying himself in his work, Gu Yeze made a casual reply, “okay”. He ate every meal alone these days.
Tan Xin left cheerfully.
As the perfume smell died away, Gu Yeze rubbed his forehead.
The reason why he kept avoiding Tan Xin was not because he hated her. He just didn’t want to see anyone.
In retrospect, it seemed to be the first time that Tan Xin spoke to him in this way. Gu Yeze was lost in thought.
Seconds later, he powered his phone on and found out Yan Qing’s number, though he eventually dialed another.
“Hey, help me dig into someone.”
…
If two words were used to describe the life of Bai Weijin and Chu Jiran abroad, it must be comfortable and relaxing.
Except the paparazzi who followed them all the time to take photos.
Bai Weijin cozily lied on a rocking chair on the beach. The warm sunshine made her feel at ease.
Chu Jiran brought her a glass of juice, saying with a smile, “Those people save us from taking photos of ourselves.”
Bai Weijin was amused by his words. She didn’t care about it. What’s more, those photographers were quite easy to spot.
As for the one who gave them orders, she could think of nobody but Gu Yeze.
Bai Weijin gave a sneer. How overbearing he was to keep a close watch on her even though they were to divorce.
Chu Jiran lay down in a chair next to Bai Weijin, as it to take her under his wing. Oozing glorious eastern charm, Bai Weijin became the center of attention. Yet no one dared to come over to talk with her with Chu Jiran’s presence.
Bai Weijin took a sip and put the juice down. Since her pregnancy, she was particularly picky about her diets. Apparently, this drink wasn’t her scene.
Chu Jiran quietly took the cup away, “Do you like this trip?”
Bai Weijin nodded. Judging from the expression on her face, she led an easy life these days.
“It’s time to go back.”
Chu Jiran knew what Bai Weijin was talking about. Wearing a bikini, her abdomen was noticeably bulging.
It’s months since she got pregnant.
Chu Jiran’s eyes glazed over. He was clear that the child’s father was Gu Yeze. ‘After the examination is done, they may become reconciled…’
He closed his eyes. ‘Maybe I should forget all of this.’
His cell phone ticked, interrupting him from pondering. Chu Jiran picked it up, and a message met his eyes:
Mr. Gu was investigating Tan Xin.
Chu Jiran paused. ‘Is Yeze also aware of her problem?’
“What’s going on?” Bai Weijin noticed his stupefied look and asked. Despite her curiosity, she, however, did not approach him to see what the text said.
It’s a matter of common courtesy.
Chu Jiran handed his mobile phone to her. Bai Weijin’s heart missed a skip as she saw the message.
‘Does he choose to trust me by doing so?’ Bai Weijin dared not think in this way, for fear that her hopes would be dashed if she was wrong.
Chu Jiran explained the details to her, “It comes from one of my people who has an acquaintance responsible for the investigation.” That is, he was not on the trail of Gu Yeze.
Bai Weijin nodded and leaned back.
“I wonder what Gu Yeze can find out.”
“We can wait and see.”
…
It was late at night. A figure came to Gu Yeze’s villa and was shown into his study.
“What have you found?”
The man named Abu took out a bag and handed it to Gu Yeze.
Being prudent, Gu Yeze had instructed Abu to give this to him personally instead of on an online basis, in case someone would steal it.
He opened the file. It’s mostly about Tan Xin’s study or business career, but several pages attracted Gu Yeze’s attention.
It said Tan Xin was pursued by many men when she was abroad, which was quite normal, given that her feminine charm.
Strangely, a large part of them had girlfriend or was married when they courted her.
Among them, there was one who managed to go abroad for study with his girlfriend’s financial support. Yet he wooed Tan Xin and was turned down.
But his girlfriend suffered from depression since and had been locking herself in for years.
“This one,” Gu Yeze held up the page about the girl. Abu took steps forward and replied:
“Mr. Gu, I’ve inquired about her and found her father is a small business owner in China. After this thing, she’s rarely gone out. But her family get pretty emotional when speaking of Tan Xin.”
‘Getting emotional when speaking of Tan Xin?’
According to what Abu said, the ungrateful man was entirely to blame, not Tan Xin. But the attitude of the girl’s family towards her was quite intriguing, giving others food for thought.
Gu Yeze raised his head to meet Abu’s eyes, speaking in a stern tone, “Keep your lips sealed.”
Abu couldn’t help but give a shudder. He dropped his gaze, saying, “I know nothing, and haven’t come here today.”
“Ok. Go out.”
…
Tan Xin stood in her spacious cloakroom, trying on clothes piece by piece, in the hope of picking out one that suited her best.
Those limited editions seemed not so good as she wanted.
‘It’s time to buy some new clothes.’
She had been in a good mood since the dinner with Gu Yeze.
Suddenly, her cell phone rang.
And her good cheer disappeared as she saw the number.
“What’s up?” She picked up the phone impatiently.
Yet the man was not irritated.
“Sounds like you’re happy. Do you know your dear Yeze tried to dig you up?”