Chapter Fifty-Three, His Story
Gu Yunting cleared his throat uncomfortably, in fact, he didn't know what he was talking about, he had just stood up for Lan Ling, and he explained for the sake of the man's face: "You are my nominal fiancΓ©e, I will protect you thoroughly." β
Gu Yunting's simple words once again plunged Lan Ling's heart into a cold winter, she naively thought that Gu Yunting was caring about her in the last second, and the next second she was hit hard by his words, he was so able to influence her emotions.
Lan Ling said with a lost face: "I know my identity, I don't need you to remind me all the time." β
When Gu Yunting saw Lan Ling with a detached face, he couldn't help but feel a sullen feeling in his heart, feeling that Lan Ling was a little ignorant.
"Since you know, don't always hook up and have an affair with a group of boys on campus, don't you have a sense of shame?"
Gu Yunting may not have realized the harm of his words to Lan Ling, let alone the loss that Lan Ling felt after being happy again and again.
Lan Ling's cold eyes were a little resentful, she hated her uncompetitive heart, and even more hated Gu Yunting's insult to her.
Lan Ling shook off Gu Yunting's hand on her shoulder.
"We don't seem to have made it public, so you don't have to worry about me embarrassing my family."
"You ......"
Say it! Lan Ling turned around to knock on Old Lady Gu's door, but was unexpectedly tightly imprisoned by Gu Yunting's generous big hand.
Lan Ling turned his head and looked at Gu Yunting nervously: "You...... Why? β
Gu Yunting pulled Lan Ling into his arms with a single force, and held Lan Ling's delicate chin with his right hand.
"The game has the rules of the game, and the trading has the rules of the transaction, I hope you can keep it in mind."
Lan Ling tried to break free from Gu Yunting's confinement, but found that her little strength was a little bit like an egg, and the distance between the two was so close at this moment, Gu Yunting could clearly smell the unique fragrance from Lan Ling, fresh and sweet, which made people addicted, Gu Yunting unconsciously lost his mind for a while.
Such an intimate distance made Lan Ling's face blush and her heart beat, she felt her face hot, as if she had a fever, Gu Yunting didn't seem to have any intention of letting go, Lan Ling shouted nervously helplessly: "Grandma, I'm coming to see you." β
Only then did Gu Yunting let go, and Lan Ling, who had been freed, ran into Old Lady Gu's room like a deserter.
As soon as she entered the door, the old lady Gu was sitting on a chair, looking through the photo album, and when she heard Lan Ling's voice, she was about to sit up happily.
Lan Ling saw that Old Lady Gu was about to sit up, and she immediately stepped forward to help.
"Grandma, slow down."
Old Lady Gu was very happy when she saw Lan Ling, and her mouth unconsciously bloomed.
"Good boy, why are you here?"
Lan Ling was stunned and asked, "Grandma, Yun Ting said that you want to see me, so I came." β
Gu Yunting, who was at the door, heard the conversation between the two and immediately explained with a weak heart: "I brought the people, let's talk!" β
As soon as Mrs. Gu heard it, she understood that Gu Yunting must be playing tricks, because she didn't ask to see Lan Ling at all, it seemed that this time her grandson was interested in Lan Ling.
Old Lady Gu smiled: "Haha...... yes, grandma misses you. β
When Gu Yunting saw his grandmother say this, he turned around and went upstairs.
Old Lady Gu took Lan Ling's little hand and smiled, "Ling'er, come on, grandma will show you good things." β
Lan Ling asked curiously, "What kind of good thing?" β
Old Lady Gu flipped through the photo album with a smile and said slowly, "Do you want to see Yun Ting's photos when he was a child?" β
Lan Ling's eyes lit up, she had secretly followed Gu Yunting before, and after learning about his specific daily trajectory, she often went to the places he liked to try her luck just to see him a few more times, but she had never really understood this man.
Lan Ling nodded excitedly, took a chair and sat down, looking at the somewhat old photo with Old Lady Gu.
"Grandma, who is this woman? She's so pretty. β
Old Lady Gu sighed slowly: "Alas, this is Yun Ting's mother, who died when Yun Ting was ten years old. β
Lan Ling's mother Bai Jing and Gu Yunting's mother Han Yu used to be best friends, so she had heard of Gu Yunting's mother's death.
"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman would commit suicide."