Chapter 20: She Will Always Be There

The ambiguous atmosphere in the riverside villa lingered for a long time, and the room was in a mess.

Xiao Xuan sat on the head of the bed, holding a cigarette between two fingers, and slowly exhaled a cloud of white smoke from his mouth.

The fingers of his other hand entangled with the hair on the woman’s shoulders, and he whispered, Have you dealt with the Lu’s affairs?

Lu Siwei leaned on his shoulder sticky-like, her voice slightly tired. How can it be so easy to deal with? Now we have only stabilized a part of the customers.

Have you found out who did it?

No.

Xiao Xuan’an frowned, took a puff of cigarette, and then said slowly, This matter is not that simple; there must be someone behind the scenes.

Lu Siwei also felt that this matter was complicated and looked up at him. Who do you think did it? Gu Jingzhan?

It’s not impossible.

Why? Lu Siwei didn’t understand. Why would he want to deal with the Lu’s?

You tell me why. Xiao Xuan flicked the ash into the ashtray. You instigated Xiang Wanqiao to commit suicide and almost killed the woman he loves the most. Do you think he will not retaliate against you?

Lu Siwei was speechless.

But fortunately, Gu Jingzhan didn’t kill me; otherwise, your Lu family would have gone bankrupt.

Do you think Xiang Wanqiao knows that Gu Jingzhan is dealing with me?

After thinking for a while, Lu Siwei said, But Xiang Wanqiao should not know; otherwise, she wouldn’t have watched me die without helping.

Xiao Xuan remained silent, his eyes gradually becoming deeper.

He smoked and pondered.

After a moment, he said, I always feel that there is something wrong with Xiang Wanqiao now, but I can’t tell what’s wrong with her.

What’s wrong?

I don’t know.

Lu Siwei felt that Xiao Xuan was not in a good mood today and was a little irritable.

She asked with concern, Is it going badly on your side too?

Hearing this, Xiao Xuan took a deep breath of his cigarette and then slowly exhaled the smoke. It’s not going well. Those shareholders are not as easy to control as I imagined, and they are very greedy. They are asking for too much.

So you haven’t got their shares yet?

Not yet, but I have sent people to investigate the details of those shareholders to see where I can start.

Xiao Xuan frowned, and things seemed to be slowly going off track, making him unable to control.

This made Xiao Xuan anxious.

After hearing this, Lu Siwei was also a little anxious for him.

You still have to send a WeChat message to Xiang Wanqiao to urge her. The bidding conference will start in a few days. You can’t lose both sesame and watermelon.

Xiao Xuan turned to look at her, as if asking for her consent. Then I will send a WeChat message to Xiang Wanqiao now?

Yeah.

After getting Lu Siwei’s consent, Xiao Xuan immediately put out the cigarette in his hand, picked up his mobile phone, and quickly edited a WeChat message to Xiang Wanqiao and sent it to her.

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Gu Jingzhan of Guiyuan

Gu Jingzhan left the study and returned to his bedroom after finishing his official business.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Xiang Wanqiao sleeping on the sofa with a laptop in her arms.

Gu Jingzhan looked at her quiet and comfortable sleeping face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a doting smile spread between his eyebrows.

He was afraid of waking her up, so he walked over lightly, carefully took the laptop out of her arms, and put it back on the table.

Suddenly, the screen of Xiang Wanqiao’s mobile phone on the table lit up, and a WeChat message popped up on the screen.

[Brother An: Qiaoqiao, how is the matter going?]

Gu Jingzhan glanced at it, and his face suddenly cooled after seeing the content above.

Then, he sneered and slowly clenched his fists.

At night.

Xiang Wanqiao fell into a nightmare again, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, cold sweat constantly beading on her forehead, and she whispered in her sleep, Don’t… Gu Jingzhan… Don’t…

Don’t!

She sat up suddenly, waking up from the nightmare, gasping for breath.

After she calmed down, she turned her head to look at the seat next to her. It was cold, and there was no one.

Xiang Wanqiao looked around the room, but didn’t find Gu Jingzhan.

She picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, originally thinking of checking the time, but she saw the WeChat message Xiao Xuan had sent to her.

Xiang Wanqiao’s face immediately showed a disgusted expression, and then she replied to him very perfunctorily.

[Xiang Wanqiao: Well, the matter is almost done.]

After replying, she changed the note of Xiao Xuan’s WeChat.

Then, she put the phone back to its original place, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on her slippers, and went out to find Gu Jingzhan.

She searched the study, living room, guest room, and garden but couldn’t find him.

She wondered if Gu Jingzhan had gone out for something important.

Just as she was about to go back to the room to get her cellphone to call him, she heard a noise coming from the second floor.

Following the sound to the second floor, she reached the stairs and saw a wine bottle rolling out at the end of the corridor on the east side.

Xiang Wanqiao blinked, then walked in that direction.

Gu Jingzhan was huddled in a small corner by himself, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, staring blankly at the square glass window on the upper right.

He looked lonely and melancholic.

Ah Zhan. She called him softly.

The man didn’t turn around immediately. After about five or six seconds, he turned back to look at her blankly.

He looked drunk, his eyes were red from the alcohol.

Xiang Wanqiao squatted down and asked him softly, why don’t you go back to your room to sleep and sit here to drink?

Gu Jingzhan didn’t say anything; he just looked at her straight.

Xiang Wanqiao sighed softly, took the bottle of wine from his hand, and said, You have a bad stomach; you can’t drink so much.

Qiaoqiao, are you… concerned about me?

Otherwise? Is there someone else here?

Gu Jingzhan suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Xiang Wanqiao didn’t know what was wrong with him; he seemed like an insecure child, fragile and helpless, about to break.

She moved her body slightly, feeling that the current posture was not very comfortable, and wanted to change to a more comfortable position.

Gu Jingzhan thought she was going to leave and subconsciously hugged her tighter.

Don’t go, let me hug you, okay? he pleaded humbly.

Okay. Xiang Wanqiao felt distressed.

She didn’t move again and hugged him back tightly with both hands, trying to give him some sense of security.

Ah Zhan, what’s wrong with you?

Gu Jingzhan buried his head in her neck, his tone very depressed and decadent: Qiaoqiao, why can’t you love me?

Hearing this, Xiang Wanqiao’s heart ached.

I…

Qiao Qiao, don’t leave me, okay? Never leave me.

No, never leave.

Xiang Wanqiao didn’t know if he would still remember it after he sobered up tomorrow, but she still responded to him seriously.

Qiaoqiao…

I’m here, I’ll always be here.