CHAPTER 820: CHAPTER 820: LET’S MEET (5)

Xiao Jianming suddenly closed his eyelids heavily.

Uncle Tang seemed to imagine the storm surging in his heart at this moment.

On one hand, Gu Nuan was blocking their retreat to obtain Changda, and on the other hand, she sought out the real murderer to bring him to justice.

It can be said she attacked on two fronts, making him lose both money and face, leaving him utterly humiliated, losing everything both financially and morally. This is literally a rhythm that doesn’t let a person survive.

This woman, how ruthless she must be!

It’s almost unbelievable that this is a fragile woman.

When Gu Nuan and others returned from the negotiation table outside, Wa Zicong finally figured out something.

That Luo Ke, such a terrifying man, wouldn’t just agree to cooperate with Gu Nuan lightly.

This didn’t make any sense!

The black BMW returned to the entrance of Zhang Sanfeng’s villa, and Zhong Qiaohui, who was standing by the second-floor window, heard the commotion and ran downstairs immediately.

The car door opened, and Gu Nuan got out. Chen Jiaming did not get out of the car; he nodded to her and then turned the car around and drove away from the gate.

Even though a good cooperation intention was just reached with Anneng, this is the most critical moment, and not a single slip can be afforded.

Zhong Qiaohui ran to the door and asked Gu Nuan, "How did it go? I heard it was good news."

"Mr. Chen still needs to visit the other shareholders," Gu Nuan said simply, downplaying the so-called good news.

Knowing this Gu sister’s character has always been overly cautious, as if walking on thin ice, Zhong Qiaohui could only follow her and drape a warm coat over her shoulders, saying, "Zhang Sanfeng asked me to bring it."

Gu Nuan initially thought it to be unnecessary, but after hearing it was the owner of the house that asked for it, she couldn’t help but glance upstairs. Zhang Sanfeng’s master bedroom was on the other side of the villa.

Due to his poor health, his bedroom window was always closed and tightly covered with curtains. Gu Nuan looked up but couldn’t see any signs of anyone inside the window.

Looking down again, she seemed to feel that the coat on her shoulders was somewhat different.

She carefully touched it and discovered it was a man’s coat.

It definitely wasn’t Zhang Sanfeng’s, it could only be — his?

The scent coming from the jacket seemed to be truly his, the smell he liked to cling to her with.

She used to always find little kids clinging to her annoying, never expecting such a moment where he’s no longer here clinging to her; she seemed to hear in her heart the sound of a knife cutting.

I wonder how he’s doing.

When he was locked up by his dad, was he deeply reflecting?

No, to such an arrogant big white dog, the concept of reflection never existed.

Gu Nuan’s thoughts uncontrollably pondered over this, and she was somewhat dazed, unknowingly walking up the stairs back to her workspace.

Zhong Qiaohui, worried that she might be cold or hungry outside, especially since she’s not ordinary right now being pregnant, hurried to the kitchen to make her something delicious.

Gu Nuan simply sat in a chair in the room, her head slightly lowered, seeing her in this state would surely surprise others.

The woman who just a while ago was invincible in the headquarters of a major corporation suddenly turned into someone who evoked tender sympathy.

Standing at the doorway, Wa Zicong, with his hands in his pockets, watched her in this state, a complex feeling surged in his chest.

Because this state of hers, he had never seen before. Even when they were on good terms, he never saw it. Clearly, her heart was already filled with that man, leaving no room for anyone else, including him.