However, the voice full of hope did not appear, instead it was Dong Zhe's voice: "Miss Yang, Lao Da is still busy."

  Yang Mu Xiao said: "Are you busy? I want to say a couple of words to him."

  A faint voice came from inside the telephone receiver, and then Dong Zhe's voice came again from inside the receiver: "I'm very sorry, Miss Yang."

  "Oh, I see."

  Yang Fangxiao hung up the phone and couldn't help but feel a little downhearted.

  Thinking of the phone call just now, Yang Muxiao held her mobile phone and really checked about Gu Qingcheng's engagement last year.

  It's true.

  At that time, there was also a grand engagement banquet. From the photos, the woman standing with Gu Qingcheng looked elegant and refined, and they seemed to be a good match.

  Thinking so, Yang Fuxiao pinched her leg hard.

  Suit you!

  How can anyone be as compatible with him as Gu Qingcheng is?

  But after searching online again, until now, there is no more news about the previous engagement party. It's a bit puzzling, even Miss Cheng from that family has disappeared, as if it was just an ordinary engagement ceremony, with no news before or after.

  Yang Fuxiao searched again and found that Miss Cheng was still in college, with the same identity as Yang Fuxiao, and was well hidden. She had never been made public at any university.

  She lay back in bed, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, gazed at the bright phone screen, and with a sudden change of heart, pressed the power button. Just two seconds before shutting down, Yang Fuxiao suddenly paused as her phone received a voice message.

  She quickly reopened her phone and found a voice message from an unfamiliar number.

  Yang hesitated for two seconds before opening it, thinking of the anonymous phone call just now, and still opened it. First, he heard Dong Zhe's voice: "Miss Liu, please come to Night Color now, the boss wants to see you."

  Yang's pupils suddenly enlarged.

  Right after that was Liu Yitian's voice.

  "What's up now? It's already very late, I've gone to bed. Can't it wait till tomorrow?"

  "Miss Liu, would you like to come now? If not, I can also send a car to pick you up."

  "It's okay, I'll just put the past behind me now."

  Only a few short sentences.

  When the audio playback ended automatically, Yang Fuxiao felt a chill in her heart.

  Gu Qingcheng has now returned to the night scene, is he with Liu Yitian?

  As soon as this idea emerged from her mind, Yang Fuxiao had already turned over and got out of bed without hesitation, took a piece of clothing from the wardrobe to put on, grabbed her bag and hurried downstairs.

  Li Auntie, who was coming out of the room to go to the bathroom, saw Yang Fuxiao at the door when she went to change her shoes in the entrance hall.

  "Are you going out at dawn?"

  "Uh, I'll go out for a bit and come back right away."

  Yang Fu Xiao said, having already changed his shoes, he quickly opened the door and rushed out.

  Aunt Li didn't even ask another question before she saw Yang Fu Xiao rush out like a gust of wind.

  At this time point, where can I go out?

  A lone girl can easily get into a black cab when hailing a taxi.

  Aunt Li's concerns were not unfounded.

  It's almost twelve o'clock now, and there are few vehicles coming and going on the road. Yang Fuxiao ran all the way to the door and wanted to hail a taxi, but before the taxi stopped in front of her was a white private car.

  The car window rolled down, revealing Shen Jia-yu's handsome face.

  "Want to hitchhike?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and directly bypassed the car head, getting into the co-pilot position.

  At times like this, taking a ride with an acquaintance is always better than encountering a pervert in a taxi.

  "What brings you here?"

  "It just so happens that there was a dinner gathering and it ended quite late. Now I'm passing by," Shen Jia-yu turned the steering wheel, "where do you want to go?"

  Although Shen Jia-yu said there was a dinner party, Yang Fu-xiao didn't smell any alcohol on him at all. Did social dinner parties not require drinking?

  She had doubts in her heart, but didn't ask anything else and said: "Go to Night Color."

  Shen Jia-yu's hands on the steering wheel didn't hesitate for a moment, but as he turned the corner, his gaze swept past the window.

  A long car ride, inside the car there was only the sound of a late-night music radio, no other sounds.

  Yang Fuxiao turned her head and looked at the black scenery flying quickly past the car window, pursing her pale lips tightly.

  Shen Jia-yu had always been willing to talk to Yang Fu-xiao, but at this moment, he didn't say a word. The empty silence seemed to make the thick night even more mysterious and profound.

  All the way to the entrance of the night market, Yang Xiao untied his seatbelt and hastily got out of the car, thanking Shen Jiaxiao.

  Shen Jia-yu rolled down the car window and watched Yang Mo-xiao hurry into the night, saying: "I'll wait for you here. It's so late, you still need to go back."

  Yang Mu Xiao's footsteps paused for a moment, "Alright."

  However, Yang Fu Xiao hastily ran towards the night-colored gate with her bag, entered through the revolving glass door, saw the dim light inside, and stopped in her tracks.

  What is she doing here now?

  Are you going to Qingcheng City to ask for clarification?

  Yang Fu Xiao stood at the door under a lamp, his shadow cast a very small area in front of him.

  Shen Jia-yu in the car looked at Yang Fu-xiao standing by the glass door for ten seconds, then suddenly turned around and walked back to Yang Fu-xiao.

  Shen Jia-yu got off the car and looked at Yang Mu-xiao.

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled and said: "Trouble you, send me back."

  Shen Jia-yu opened the car door for Yang Mo-xiao, "Be my guest, get in."

  As soon as he got on the car, Yang Wuxiao fastened his seatbelt and said, "Thanks for giving me a ride."

  "It's not like it was given away for free, right? You also want to understand some things yourself."

  Yang Mu Xiao slightly stunned, turned around and looked at Shen Jia Yu, "Uh-huh."

  As they approached the Zijing Garden, Shen Jiayou said: "My parents want to meet you, please come over for dinner, I'll arrange a time, and we can discuss your current foot injury and postponing the wedding."

  Yang Mu's intuition was to refuse immediately.

  But she suddenly remembered that phone call.

  If you reject Shen Jiaoyu's marriage proposal, you won't even have a last straw to cling to...

  No last resort...

  Without Gu Qingcheng's protection and Shen Jiayou's engagement, she wanted to leave the Yang family even more impossible.

  No matter what, I still need to go see Shen Jia's parents and talk about the wedding date. Can't always let Shen Jia take the blame when it's clearly her side that has the problem.

  "Uh-huh."

  Yang Fu Xiao hesitated for a moment before asking: "You and Gu Qing Cheng..."

  "Do you know?" Shen Jia-yu slowed down the car to ensure driving safety, "I didn't tell you before because... I was afraid you'd feel embarrassed."

  Yang Mu Xiao listened to Shen Jia Yu's words and smiled, "Why would I be embarrassed?"

  As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Bufei suddenly stopped in his tracks.

  It seems that this remark is somewhat inappropriate as soon as it was spoken.

  Shen Jia-yu was nonchalant: "Actually, there's nothing to be ashamed or not ashamed of, it's just that some people with ulterior motives might hear about it and then spread rumors."

  Yang Duoxiao nodded: "Thank you."

  Shen Jia-yu lost his smile: "You're being polite with me again. You said we'd start as friends, but now you're back to treating me like a stranger."

  Yang brushed off the dawn: "Saying thank you is just a stranger, this is my habit, it's a courtesy, if I helped you and you didn't say thank you to me, I would even feel unfair."

  The vehicle drove slowly on the road in the dead of night, and on a newly paved asphalt road during the day, it left two brand new tire tracks.

  ………………

  And in the darkness, Tina came up from the basement, walked out of the glass door and saw Yang Fuxiao getting on the car at a glance.

  She was taken aback for a moment.

  Gu Qingcheng had sent Yang Fuxiao away two hours ago, hadn't he? How did he see her again now? Could it be just a similar figure?

  Tina looked at the white private car driving away, and the model seemed somewhat familiar.

  She suddenly remembered that it was the same car that Shen Jia-yu had sent her back in after the last dinner party.

  So, it turns out that the one just now wasn't similar in build to Yang Fu Xiao, but was actually Yang Fu Xiao herself.

  And just on the minus one floor, Liu Yitian followed Gu Qingcheng and walked out of the underground room.

  Liu Yitian was glad that she had put on makeup, otherwise her pale complexion would have made her look like a female ghost.

  Her mood was terrible, her heart was trembling with fear, but her mind was still thinking, why did Gu Qingcheng let her come here to witness the whole process?

  Did she discover her true identity?

  It's impossible, her identity is very hidden and it was previously sent through Yang Guangliang's hands. As long as it's along the line of Yang Guangliang, she can never be found.

  Wasn't it back then when Wan Kun was interrogating her that he sold her out?

  Wan Kun won't speak ill of her, he'd rather die than say anything detrimental to her. Liu Yitian believes that now Gu Qingcheng is framing her.

  This basement is like a nightmare come true.

  Walking out of the night, a cold wind blew, and Liu Yitian suddenly shook twice, bent over and started dry vomiting.

  Just now in the basement didn't make a sound.

  Gu Qingcheng reached out and gently grasped Liu Yitian's arm: "Secretary Liu, are you feeling unwell?"

  Liu Yitian took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and this sentence was also asked by Gu Qingcheng in the basement earlier. Looking at his lover being tortured, how could he feel good?

  But whether it was just now or at this moment, if she showed even a hint of weakness, she would probably be more miserable than Wan Kun.

  Liu Yitian's body swayed twice, she raised her head and smiled, saying: "Thank you, General Gu."

  Gu Qingcheng said: "If you're feeling unwell, it's best to go to the hospital as soon as possible."

  "Maybe it's just a stomach discomfort, I'll go to the hospital to check, thank you for your concern, General Gu."

  Liu Yitian's current weakness is just a normal reaction to seeing scenes like the basement, and as long as it's a normal reaction, nothing will happen.

  "Secretary Liu, go back and pack your things. We're going to a province for three days. You'll be coming with me. Later, I'll have Dong Zhe come pick you up."

  "Alright."

  Liu Yitian hailed a taxi and got in, only then did she relax her grip on the palm of her hand, which was wet with sweat.

  No matter what reason Gu Qingcheng had for calling her this time, it showed that he was starting to suspect her. She must think of a way to take action now.

  ………………

  It wasn't until dawn that Gu Qingcheng returned to Zi Jing Yuan.

  He immediately came to Yang Fu's bedroom, she was lying on the bed with a quilt over her head, seemingly already asleep.

  He walked over slowly, tucked her quilt up a bit, bent down and gently kissed Yang Fu Xiao's forehead. "Fu Xiao, goodnight."

  Yang brushed off the dawn with a low murmur, turning his head sideways, as if it was a mumbled dream in deep sleep.

  Gu Qingcheng didn't stay in the room for much longer, and soon turned to leave. In the darkness, Yang Fuxiao opened his eyes, shining brightly.

  She sat up, got out of bed quietly and walked barefoot to the floor, walking out of the room door just in time to hear a faint sound of locking coming from downstairs.

  He left again.

  Back again, gone again.

  It seems that Yang Mu has never asked Gu Qingcheng for an explanation, and Gu Qingcheng has never explained.

  At the moment when Yang Xiao was approaching Gu Qingcheng, Yang Xiao smelled a faint scent of perfume on him.

  Yang Fuxiao had never been in the habit of spraying perfume, and was even disdainful of using low-quality perfumes, while brand-name perfumes were too expensive. She didn't have a single bottle of perfume on hand, but now Gu Qingcheng's body carried the scent of another woman's perfume.

  Yang Wenshuo pursed her lips, her feet treading on the cold floor tiles, her elbows touching the metal railing, gazing down at the dark below. Due to a bit of natural light spilling in from outside the window, there was a sense of layered complexity. In this indoor environment that had merged with the darkness of night, she, frozen and motionless, seemed to have become one with it all.

  She turned back into the room, hugging her legs, and sat on the bed for a long time before crawling back under the covers.

  There is no difference.

  It's still the same tomorrow.

  ………………

  Yang Mu Xiao's foot was still recovering, so she couldn't wear high heels and wore flat shoes instead. Although walking was still a bit awkward, she could already use force and threw away the crutches.

  A month before hospitalization, the economic and trade forum had just opened, and a month later, when Yang Fuqiao came out, preparations for the closing ceremony had already begun.

  This time's closing ceremony was also prepared by Fang Shu, but Fang Shu was embarrassed because Yang Mo's foot injury had not yet recovered and did not let her be the deputy.

  Gu Qingcheng had an emergency meeting outside the city and brought Liu Yitian with him for three days, from the day he left Zi Jingyuan until today, which is the third day.

  So, Yang Wuxiao was on the 26th floor, basically just an idle person, and she even had time to start flipping through her old financial reports and organizing her notes. She really thought that Gu Qingcheng was amazing.

  She thought Fang Shu should at least assign some tasks to herself, it seemed like everyone was busy, except for this outsider.

  Actually, Yang Wuxiao wanted to keep herself busy for another reason. She didn't want to have nothing to do and then think of Gu Qingcheng all the time. Sometimes she really wanted to shatter this mirror in her heart.

  The landline on Yang Xiao's desk rang, and she pressed the extension.

  It was Fang Shu who made the call, asking Yang Muxiao to come to the 13th floor's copying room immediately. There are two thousand copies of materials here that need to be bound and sorted.

  However, printing and binding 2,000 copies is really not a simple task.

  Yang Mu Xiao felt a bit thirsty and went to the resting room to get a cup of water, just as she pushed open the door, she happened to hear two female colleagues gossiping.

  Originally, Yang Mo didn't care about what these two people were saying, she had bid farewell to her gossipy nature with women this lifetime.

  Just as I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly heard a female employee behind me say: "I really didn't expect it, this woman came in without making any noise, and directly got into General Manager Gu's bed."

  Yang Mu Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

  Isn't he implying her?

  She opened the door and went in, took a paper cup, and poured herself a cup of hot water.

  Two female colleagues glanced at Yang Fu Xiao and continued to lower their heads, treating her as if she were air. Anyway, there was no rule that prohibited gossiping during break time.

  Yang Mu Xiao took a sip of water and thought to herself, it shouldn't be referring to her.

  "It's really pretentious to death, looking at this photo, anyone can tell that this woman is deliberately leaning in close, her butt is almost stuck to our General Manager's waist."

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around and walked over, "What photos?"

  A female employee raised her head and handed Yang Xiao a mobile phone in her hand: "Look, this is a photo exposed on a forum."

  "Is this Director Gu?" Yang Fuxiao's angle was slightly backlit and hadn't seen the person clearly, so she asked first.

  The female employee looked up and down at Yang Xiao: "I haven't seen you before, are you new here? You haven't even met Mr. Gu yet, it's been busy lately, but you should be able to see him at the all-hands meeting next week, he's really handsome."

  Yang Fuxiao was originally an intern in the guest room department, and only Meng Xi and Zhou Xiangdong, as well as her team leader in the guest room department, were relatively familiar with her. Then she was directly transferred to the 26th floor, and some employees didn't know Yang Fuxiao.

  "That woman next to you is the new fox spirit."

  For women, due to the attraction of hetero-hormones, the rejection of the same kind is stronger than that of men.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at this photo and suddenly felt a mix of emotions.

  In the photo, Gu Qingcheng is holding onto Liu Yitian's arm with one hand, while Liu Yitian has a slightly pale face, her head slightly bowed, and one hand covering her mouth, as if she is about to vomit.

  And it just so happened that on the following day, Yang received an anonymous phone call.

  "What a sly girl, this pose is obviously staged, but being able to capture such a compromising photo is really thanks to those paparazzi."

  "It's really annoying, she's pretending to have morning sickness, why doesn't she just announce that she's pregnant with a rich family's child? It would be perfect for her to openly become the mistress, after all, it's common for people to rely on their children's wealth. What a joke!" The woman said angrily, "It's really ridiculous."

  She didn't care about other people's gossip at all, but now listening to it, her mind sank down bit by bit.

  Yang Fuxiao returned to the photocopying room from the rest room and continued binding.

  But obviously his mind was already elsewhere, and twice if it wasn't for Little Song reminding him on the side, Yang Fu Xiao almost stapled his own fingers with the bookbinding staples.

  "Yang Jie, why don't you go take a rest over there for a while? It's really too dangerous to be distracted like this."

  "I'm a bit sleepy," Yang Mou Xiao smiled at Little Song, "I'll go to the bathroom."

  Arriving at the bathroom, Yang Xiao looked at her reflection in the mirror, hastily shook her head, pinched both temples, and picked up her phone to call Gu Qingcheng.

  However, after the busy tone beeped in her ear for sixty seconds without being answered, a voice came on saying "The number you dialed is currently unavailable", Yang Xiao put her phone back into her pocket with some disappointment.

  Yang Fuxiao took out her mobile phone again to check the web page. Although there was no news about this aspect in today's newspapers and magazines, there were indeed many online.

  She didn't want to be the kind of person who would believe anything she heard or saw, but if even what she herself heard and saw couldn't be believed, then what could be trusted?

  Undoubtedly, this photo made Yang Fuxiao's hard-won inner safe haven completely collapse.

  ………………

  The next day.

  Liu Yitian returned to the company from a province after completing part of her work, and first handed over a confidential document of Gu Qingcheng to Fang Shu, then stayed in the company.

  Yang Fuxiao went to find Liu Yitian during her break at work, Liu Yitian raised her eyes and smiled at Yang Fuxiao, "Miss Yang, is there something?"

  Yang Fuxiao opened his mobile phone and said, "I'd like to ask Miss Liu to listen to a conversation."

  As she spoke, she opened a phone recording saved on her mobile phone.

  Revisiting the scene of that night, Liu Yitian's face showed an unnatural expression, and memories she had long forgotten were once again stirred up. The blood drained from her face, but since then, she had made it a habit to wear heavy makeup, so even if her original complexion was pale as paper, on the surface, only her rouge-colored cheeks could be seen.

  After a moment, Liu Yitian's face returned to normal, and she looked at Yang Fuxiao with a puzzled expression: "This is indeed a call I received, but what do you mean by letting me hear it now?"

  Yang Mu Xiao sat in front of Liu Yi Tian and said, "This is a voice message sent to me by an unfamiliar mobile phone number on the same day. I'd like to ask if it was sent by Miss Liu?"

  Liu Yitian smiled: "How can you say that? Why would I send the recording of my phone call to you? My mobile phone is not usually recorded, unless there's something urgent."

  "That night, General Guo summoned you under the cover of darkness, what was it about?"

  "This is a private matter, I think I shouldn't have any obligation to inform you."

  Yang Mu Xiao sat in front of the desk, took a glance at Liu Yi Tian, and put away his phone: "Sorry to disturb you, Miss Liu."

  After finishing speaking, Yang Fu Xiao turned around and walked out of the door.

  Liu Yitian's smile on her face gradually disappeared.

  At that time, Liu Yitian indeed had a purpose. She wanted Yang Fugao to go to Yesi to find Gu Qingcheng after receiving this voice message. Even if Yang Fugao didn't go to Yesi to find Gu Qingcheng, there would be a gap between the two of them. Moreover, with Yang Fugao's temperament, he would absolutely not mention this small matter to Gu Qingcheng on his own initiative.

  However, she still underestimated Yang Mu Xiao, who was able to remain so calm and composed.

  ………………

  These days, Yang Fuxiao and Gu Qingcheng have been texting each other every night before bed, saying goodnight to each other, but Yang Fuxiao always feels like something is missing.

  For example, she should be honest with Gu Qingcheng.

  Ever since she received the anonymous phone call, and then he called Liu Yitian in the middle of the night to go out, all these things, she wanted to question Gu Qingcheng, but when it came to her mouth, she couldn't say anything.

  Gu Qingcheng was not around, and Yang Fuxiao didn't have any urgent work to do. On a whim, she bought a ticket for that day's flight to S City to look for Xin Man.

  As Xinman's parents divorced and both formed new families, as a burden on both sides, she no longer wanted her parents' money and became completely self-sufficient.

  Yang Bufei got off the plane and called Xin Man, who was holding the phone with one shoulder and quickly sorting through documents in front of her with both hands. She didn't even look to see who it was before answering: "Hello, this is the Evening Daily News."

  Slowly, it's me.

  Xin Man's hands paused for a moment, "Dawn! What's wrong?"

  "I'm at the airport now," Yang Fuxiao paused, "City S."

  It was drizzling in City S, with a temperature about 5 degrees lower than City C. Yang didn't check the weather before dawn and wore only a thin windbreaker, so when he stood outside the airport, the cold wind made him shiver.

  There are cars coming and going on the road, and even taxis stop to ask if you want a ride.

  Yang Fu Xiao shook his head, "We'll wait."

  Xin Man arrived quickly, getting out of a red taxi, holding a blue folding umbrella. Seeing Yang Fu Xiao standing in the rain, he directly pulled Yang Fu Xiao under the umbrella, "Are you crazy? Running here at night and still standing in the rain, don't you know to go inside the airport to wait?! Your brain is really silly!"

  Listening to Xin Man's scolding, Yang Xiao curved up her lips and smiled: "It feels so relieving, it's been a long time since someone scolded me like that."

  Xin Man gave Yang Fu Xiao a strange look, poked her forehead hard and dragged her onto the taxi.

  Since Xin Man is still on overtime, he directly took Yang Fu Xiao to the newspaper office, took out clothes from his own closet for Yang Fu Xiao to change into, and found a dry towel. "Wipe your hair, follow me back later, and take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

  Yang Mo wiped her nose with a tissue and waved her hand at Chong Xinman: "You go ahead, don't mind me."

  The newspaper where Xinman was interning happened to have two layout editors transferred to other cities, and a proofreading editor on maternity leave, so they were short-handed and brought all the interns to temporarily take charge of layout and proofreading.

  Yang Mu Xiao had been drinking water from a thermos in the locker room for several mouthfuls, waiting for his body to warm up. He then hung his towel on the rope inside the wardrobe and went out to look for Xin Man.

  It was really the first time I saw the editorial department, with papers flying everywhere, a chaotic scene.

  She stood at the door and watched as a bespectacled man carrying a stack of papers rushed in and pulled her along: "What are you standing there for? There's still half an hour before the manuscript is due, come help!"

  Yang Fu Xiao also joined Xin Man's editing and proofreading work.

  An hour later, all the work was finished. Xin Man originally wanted to let Yang Fu Xiao rest in the break room, but now the editor-in-chief actually treated her as a newspaper employee and directly took Yang Fu Xiao to find the editor-in-chief, giving Yang Fu Xiao an extra hour of overtime pay according to the time.

  Then the two of them went out and had two bowls of hot and spicy malatang, also buying some midnight snacks to bring back.

  Xinman was sharing an apartment with others. The sister of the housemate happened to go out of town to see her boyfriend, so a room became available.

  Yang Moxiao was smiling all the way, but Xin Man could tell that Yang Moxiao wasn't happy. Her emotions were partly visible in her eyes and partly from the bottom of her heart.

  Xin Man pulled Yang Fu Xiao to sit on the sofa, "What's going on? You came all the way to find me."

  "Nothing's wrong, I just miss you."

  Yang Mu Xiao said, and was about to pick up the chilled drink on the table to take a sip.

  "Don't say such nonsense," Xinman directly took away Yang Fu's iced drink and replaced it with a cup of hot water. "I still don't understand you, definitely there are many things accumulated in your heart, otherwise you would never be impulsive."

  Yang Fu Xiao held a glass cup with hot water, and the steam inside rose up, swirling.

  "I've had an affair with him."

  Xin Man looked at Yang Fu Xiao's dark pupils, "He?"

  Yang Fu Xiao replied: "Gu Qing Cheng."

  Xin Man's mind immediately searched and found that three months ago, Yang Muxiao asked her to help find someone who looked very similar to Xu Muhuang.

  In fact, she could imagine Yang Wuxiao's personality. If he recognized someone, he would definitely stick to it until the end, but...

  "But Gu Qingcheng..."

  "It shouldn't be Xu Muhuang, I know, but I have a feeling in my heart towards him, and no sense of rejection towards him, so...” Yang Fuxiao looked up at Xin Man, “But it should be the difference in social status. Although he is very good to me when he wants to be, I feel like I've never really entered his heart. Do you understand what I mean?"

  Xin Man nodded: "I understand."

  Men from wealthy families, how many are not just pretending, maybe they really have a crush on you, but also absolutely can't live without you.

  Tonight, Xinman didn't run to the empty room next door. Although the bed wasn't very big, they had all squeezed onto one bed together in the dormitory before, let alone now.

  Yang Mu Xiao was wearing Xin Man's pajamas and lying on one side with Xin Man resting her head on the same pillow.

  Xin Man asked: "I ask you, if now, Xu Muhuang and Gu Qingcheng two people appear in front of you at the same time, who will you choose?"

  Yang Mu Xiao did not expect Xin Man to ask this, and was stunned for a moment, staring at the ceiling above her head, saying: "Xu Mu Huang."

  Xin Man shrugged and turned Yang Xiao's shoulder around: "You see, you already have the answer in your heart, it's obvious, still because he looks like Xu Mu Huang."

  Yang Mu Xiao did not speak.

  She had always thought that she hadn't entered Cui Qingcheng's heart, but in fact, she also didn't completely abandon Xu Mochen to like Cui Qingcheng. If emotions were equal, then what she did wasn't good enough either.

  "You're now overestimating men, whether it's Xu Mochen in the past or Gu Qingcheng now," Xin Man said. "You are an independent individual, he may be lonely and want to find a woman, and you also found him under the influence of Xu Mochen."

  Yang brushed off the dawn, blinked his eyes and smiled: "I understand, I still have to go to work tomorrow, sleep."

  However, Ximan actually forgot that if Yang Muxiao didn't take emotions seriously, then she wouldn't have remembered someone who had already entered the grave in her heart for three years, and she wouldn't be Yang Muxiao.

  Because Yang Mianxiao was a light sleeper, he woke up as soon as Xin Man got out of bed. After waking up, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom and woke up again.

  Xin Man came out of the bathroom, and Yang Xiao had already dressed.

  "I was just about to tell you to sleep a bit more, but you got up anyway."

  "I also need to go to work. I asked the HR department for a half-day leave, and I'm sure I'll be considered late again today."

  Xin Man sent Yang Fu Xiao to the airport, "When you arrive, give me a call, okay?"

  Yang nodded: "Mm, okay."

  ………………

  On the same day that Yang returned from S city to C city at noon, he received a call from Gu Qingcheng: "I'm going back tonight, want to have dinner together?"

  Yang brushed off the dawn and leaned his head to one side, looking at the clear sky outside the window: "Good."

  "I've booked the restaurant, and I'll have Dong Zhe pick you up at that time."

  "Okay."

  She hung up the phone with Gu Qingcheng, walked out of the office, and submitted a leave application to the personnel department. On her way back to Zijing Garden, she went to the supermarket to buy fruits, vegetables, and meat. With both hands full, she returned to Zijing Garden.

  Aunt Li looked at Yang Wu's hands holding things and was startled: "Wow, how did you buy so many things?"

  Yang Fu Xiao said: "Mr. Gu is back today."

  She mentioned Gu Qingcheng's return today for another reason, which is to let Auntie Li... move out and live somewhere else for a night.

  Aunt Li listened to Yang Wu's hesitant words, pursed her lips and smiled, "I understand, you young people are like this, a small separation is better than a new marriage. I'm afraid if I stay with you, it will be unnatural for me. Today, I'll go live with my old girlfriend, so as not to disturb you two, you can relax."

  Auntie Li double-checked again before leaving.

  "Don't you need me to help with cooking?"

  Yang Fu Xiao shook her head: "No need, I'll do it myself, it's more meaningful that way. Auntie Li, you rest well."

  After Aunt Li left, Yang Xiao tied up her apron, took a glance at the layout of the room, cut off the landline phone cord in the Zijing Garden with scissors, and put her mobile phone in the bedroom upstairs. She was cooking in the kitchen downstairs and couldn't hear the phone ringing upstairs.

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng had arranged for them to have dinner at a Western restaurant outside, and he arrived half an hour early to pick up Yang Wuxiao.

  However, Dong Zhe waited for half an hour under the Ya Wan building after work, until most of the employees inside had already gone home, except for a project team that was still working overtime. Yang Fu Xiao still hadn't come out.

  Dong Zhe went to ask around and found out that Yang Fu had asked for leave that afternoon and hadn't come to work.

  He gave Gu Qingcheng a call.

  The time for making phone calls has already passed more than half an hour from the agreed time.

  Gu Qingcheng heard that Yang Fu Xiao didn't go to work in the afternoon but took a leave, and thought to himself: "Is this guy sick or something?"

  Call back to Zi Jing Garden, still no one answers the phone.

  He immediately got up and walked out of the private room in big strides, just as a waiter came to serve dishes, "Mr. Gu, your ordered dishes..."

  "Not for now."

  Gu Qingcheng left these words behind and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

  At this moment, several thoughts really flashed through his mind. Even if Yang Xiao was not in the Zi Jing Garden, where was Aunt Li? Why didn't Aunt Li answer the phone either?

  When Gu Qingcheng drove back to Zi Jing Garden and opened the door, he happened to see Yang Mianxiao coming out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly stir-fried dishes that were steaming hot.

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around and looked at Gu Qing Cheng: "You're back?"

  "Didn't we agree to eat at the restaurant? Why didn't you answer my call when I was at home?"

  There was a faint anger between Gu Qingcheng's eyebrows and eyes.

  Yang brushed off the dawn and blinked his eyes. A pair of eyes were crystal clear, "Did you call me? I didn't hear it."

  "Why don't you go to work in the afternoon?"

  Yang Mu Xiao put down the dishes in her hand, wiped her hands and hesitated for a moment, looking at Gu Qing Cheng: "I just wanted to give you a surprise, personally cooking in the kitchen. I know my culinary skills are not good, so I took the liberty of taking an afternoon off. After all, I'm just an idle person in the company, it's better to learn some cooking skills to capture the stomach of the man I like."

  Gu Qingcheng's face still had no expression, Yang Xiao walked over, proactively wrapped her arms around his waist, lifted her head and rubbed against the slight stubble on his chin, saying: "Are you angry?"

  "Very angry."

  "If I said it was intentional, would you be even angrier?"

  Gu Qingcheng said one word: "Will."

  Yang Mo Xiao's big eyes blinked, and she suddenly tiptoed to peck a light kiss on his lips, "What about now?"

  "Not enough."

  "What's wrong..."

  Gu Qingcheng lifted Yang Fuxiao's chin, with one arm wrapped around her waist and the other hand supporting the back of her head, a lingering deep kiss, from shallow to deep, until Yang Fuxiao was almost out of breath, then released his hand.

  Yang Buruoxiao took a deep breath and heard the sound from the kitchen. He suddenly jumped up: "It's done! My steak!"

  As expected, the ribeye steak bought from the supermarket went from medium-rare to well-done in just one kiss of time.

  Yang Mo Xiao slightly regretfully placed the steak on a plate, sprinkled the secret sauce packet and black pepper powder from the bag onto it, and handed it to Gu Qing Cheng: "It's all your fault, just make do with this for now...... There's also a walnut shrimp dish, it'll be ready in a bit."

  Gu Qingcheng just loosened his tie, unbuttoned the three buttons at the collar, and rolled up the white shirt cuffs on his wrists, revealing a small section of his forearm, and then Yang Fuxiao entered the kitchen.

  Yang Mu Xiao saw Gu Qing Cheng enter, and hastily stretched out her hand to block the cluttered cooking counter. "Who let you in? Wait until I've cleaned up before coming in! For now, just be responsible for bringing your appetite!"

  Yang Buruoxiao stretched out her hand at the same time, Gu Qingcheng saw a piece of flesh-colored band-aid wrapped around her finger, and took her hand: "What's going on?"

  "Oh dear, it's nothing, I was cutting fish just now and the knife slipped, cutting my hand. The cut isn't deep, so it stopped bleeding right away."

  Yang Mo Xiao stretched out his middle finger for Gu Qing Cheng to see, wrapped with a waterproof band-aid, and the shiny fingernail was also wrapped inside.

  She made such a gesture and suddenly burst out laughing: "Do you think I'm deliberately cutting to the middle finger, it seems like I'm scolding someone."

  Gu Qingcheng chuckled and grabbed Yang Buruoxiao's wrist, his lips lightly touching the tip of her slender fingers. "Stand behind me, I'll cook."

  Unlike Yang Wu Xiao's frantic hands and feet, Gu Qing Cheng turned around in just one minute, and the cooking table was spotless.

  Yang's shrimp and cashew nuts are bought from the supermarket's frozen food section, directly stir-fried and served.

  Gu Qingcheng walked out of the kitchen with a plate of shrimp and walnuts, and saw Yang Mochen already seated at the table, struggling to open a bottle of red wine with a bottle opener.

  Gu Qingcheng walked over and took the red wine from Yang Fuxiao's hand, easily opening the bottle.

  Yang Mo Xiao took the wine bottle from Gu Qing Cheng's hand, with one leg resting on the chair, slightly leaning over to pour the wine. He filled two cups each with a third of the wine and placed one in front of Gu Qing Cheng.

  There are many dishes on the table, some of which have gone cold, enough to see that Yang Zhaosheng really made an afternoon's worth of food.

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes: "Is there something to celebrate?"

  "Alright," Yang Xiao blinked her eyes, "you eat first, I'll tell you after you've eaten."

  Yang Mo Xiao took a sip of red wine with her lips, then ate a large piece of steak, and then leaned against her chin to watch Gu Qing Cheng eat, occasionally serving Gu Qing Cheng dishes and asking if it was delicious.

  Gu Qingcheng finished eating the burnt steak that Yang Fuxiao had cooked, put down his knife and fork, leaned back in his chair, "Now can you say? What are we celebrating?"