CHAPTER 140: CHAPTER 138 SHEN YANCHEN, THAT OLD FOX HAS A LOT OF TRICKS UP HIS SLEEVE!_2

She skeptically raised her hand and wiped it on the back of her hand, then picked up the chopsticks again and said, "There’s no oil, I’m eating so properly!"

Gu Moming caught a glimpse of the Aston accelerating away, and looked at Gu Qimiao with a silent smile.

After dinner, she followed him to the store for a while, then Gu Qimiao left early to go home and paint.

As it was almost ten o’clock, Gu Qimiao packed up her things and took a shower, needing to be in bed before ten; she always remembered what he said.

When Gu Moming came back, he saw her lying on the bed, not asleep, staring at the light above her.

Neither of them spoke, Gu Moming took his clothes and went to the bathroom.

When he came out of the shower, he saw her sitting up, putting on her slippers and getting out of bed, saying to him, "Don’t turn off the light, I’m going to the bathroom."

Gu Moming, drying his short hair, looked at her in long sleeves and pants, frowned and asked, "Aren’t you hot?"

Gu Qimiao shook her head, "No, I’m not hot."

"Didn’t you always wear dresses before?"

"Haha..." Gu Qimiao laughed dryly, "I wore those dresses for a year, they’re old now."

"I’ll buy you new ones tomorrow, you look hot to me!"

"No need! You keep the air conditioning low, this is just right." After saying that, she hurried into the bathroom.

In her mind, the image of her straddling Shen Yanchen’s lap that night involuntarily surfaced...

That day he reacted to her... but he said any man would react that way, yet there were also women on the street wearing skirts just as short...

Gu Qimiao hurriedly shook her head, what indecent things was she thinking?

After using the toilet, she lay back in bed. Gu Moming, with his hair dry, walked over and said, "Can you take a leave?"

"What’s up?"

"Come with me to the competition, and we can have some fun."

"Why are you competing again? Your leg has just recovered!"

He joked, "Can’t help it, have to make money to get married."

"Do you have a girl in mind?" This question was asked on behalf of Xiaoxiao. If he did, Xiaoxiao would stop wasting time on him, but Xiaoxiao would probably be heartbroken, just like when she knew Shen Yanchen was getting married...

Gu Moming looked at her, then turned his back, lying down, and turned off the bedside lamp, saying, "No."

Gu Qimiao was silent for a while, then said, "I don’t have time to go with you, the gallery has taken an order, I’ll be busy for a while."

"Hmm, go to sleep."

...

Gu Moming woke up at five o’clock, looked at Gu Qimiao in the faint light coming from the window.

You could say he watched her grow up, from a little girl to now.

He thought that if he could keep her by his side, he would win, but he never expected that she would always think of Shen Yanchen over the years.

She could calmly watch him date other girls, see him laugh and talk with them, and even push for marriage, but when she heard that Shen Yanchen was getting engaged, she cried so sadly.

Is this the difference between loving someone and not loving someone?

Twenty years couldn’t compare to her two years with Shen Yanchen.

How did he fall for such a heartless girl?

But he wasn’t that generous. Even if she had Shen Yanchen in her heart, as long as she stayed by his side, just like now, she wouldn’t marry, he wouldn’t marry, and they would look after each other until old age.

He raised his hand and touched her cheek, the soft touch was very pleasant, looking at her sleeping so obediently beside him, he really hoped they could stay like this forever, with her by his side.

Retracting his hand, he quietly got out of bed, got dressed and packed a few clothes into a box, getting ready to leave. The thought of not seeing her for a few days made him feel quite reluctant.

He couldn’t resist kissing her forehead before dragging his suitcase and leaving without looking back.

Gu Qimiao was awakened by the alarm clock, realizing that even if she slept early, she would still snooze in the morning. She lazily opened her eyes, looked around, and saw that the room was quiet.

He left for the store so early?

After rolling in bed for a while, she slowly got up and washed. When she went downstairs and checked the store, she learned that Gu Moming went to England and would be back in a few days.

He mentioned last night that he needed to go to the competition, but she didn’t expect him to leave in such a hurry.

On the bus, she called him, but his phone was off, probably on the plane.

She was worried he’d overdo it in the competition and injure himself again.

At the gallery, Fang Shaobei brought over a stack of photos, not sure when he took them, and they picked a few together. Then he said, "Do you have time this afternoon to take these to Shenghan?"

Gu Qimiao was surprised, "To Shenghan?"

"Yes, Shen Yanchen wants to review them personally. Once selected, you can start painting. He will give you directions for the later stages."

Fang Shaobei knew well that Shen Yanchen was a crafty one!

A businessman who drinks blood, yet insists on engaging in art.

Thinking of the opportunity to see Shen Yanchen openly, Gu Qimiao was delighted, trying hard to hide her excitement, she calmly replied, "Okay, I’ll go in a bit?"

"Yes, there’s nothing much at the gallery now, just focus on this order."

"Okay!"

After giving his instructions, Fang Shaobei left. Gu Qimiao eagerly started packing her things and immediately headed out, humming a tune happily, forgetting all about Shen Yanchen’s engagement last time.

The top floor of Shenghan, in the CEO’s office.

Shen Yanchen stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, finishing a cigarette, withdrawing his gaze from the magnificent city view outside. He walked to the desk, picked up his phone, and looked at it, feeling puzzled.

Why hasn’t she called yet? Could it be Fang Shaobei causing trouble again? Logically, she should be almost here by now?

Just as he was wondering, the phone screen suddenly lit up. Seeing the name on it, a faint smile appeared on Shen Yanchen’s face. He stared at the name for a while before he finally answered the call...