Obsessive Love Turns into Marriage, CEO's First Love Wife Chapter 88: You think you understand me so well, stop analyzing my thoughts again.

  Huò didn't say anything, but his expression became even more peculiar.

  Ning Qing knew he was being difficult, for Lu Chuan's sake, she had to speak in a low and humble tone: "Please tell me where he is? I've been looking for him all along, but no matter how long I looked, I couldn't find any news of him."

  Huo furrowed his brow, annoyed: "I don't know, I played table tennis with him once before." And lost miserably.

  This matter, Huo Zhi didn't want to mention it. That time, he and Jiang Wan had a bet, he wanted to win against Jiang Wan. But Jiang Wan found a helper at the last minute, a man, who was called Lu Shao. He didn't ask for his name, not liking the men around Jiang Wan.

  That man is a good player, he lost, but his opponent smiled as if nothing had happened.

  Just like Gu Qingheng!

  She clenched her fists tightly and asked anxiously: "Before, how long ago was it?"

  She looked for Luochuan for four years, and in these four years, he was somewhere else, wasn't he, appearing occasionally!

  "I forgot." Huo's selective forgetfulness made his expression gradually turn cold.

  "Think carefully!" Jing Qing grasped Huo Zhe's suit, excitedly.

  A person who disappeared for four years finally has a clue, she doesn't want to lose it.

  "I don't want to think about it." Huo Zhi suddenly shook off Nian Qing, not liking being touched by others.

  She tripped and fell, her wrist hitting the ground with a crisp sound, twisting it downward.

  A little painful.

  Ning Qing lifted her face and stared at Huo Zhe, wanting to ask more questions, but knowing he wouldn't give her an answer. She gritted her teeth and glared at him!

  Huo raised an eyebrow in an instant, but instead, he smiled.

  The assistant beside him held a mobile phone and called out to him: "Mr. A, your call."

  Huo glanced sideways at the incoming call display - it was his father.

  Furrowed brow, frozen smile.

  "I'll go answer this call, you all continue." Huo Zhi said to Su Mei and the others, took his phone and left the room.

  Su Mei helped Nian Qing up and asked her: "Are you okay?"

  Ning Qing nodded slightly, her soul lost and scattered, she didn't want to speak.

  Minute.

  Huo returned after finishing the phone call, his face clearly not right. He glanced at Su Mei and the others, smiled strangely: "No mood tonight, let's disperse." Then, he looked at Nian Qing and said to her: "This wine, you don't need to drink it."

  After finishing speaking, Huo kicked over the wine cart with one foot. The dozen or so wines on it "crashed and shattered" to pieces all over the ground.

  Nian Qing hastily retreated a few steps, barely avoiding being splashed all over.

  Huo is a weirdo, he gets angry and nobody understands why.

  "This money, you pay. Your boss has plenty of it." With a sweep of his arm, Huo strode forward with abandon, trampling the debris underfoot.

  ... was satirizing Gu Qingheng.

  Before leaving, Huo Zhe remembered something and turned sideways, staring at Nian Qing with a strange tone: "Su Mei, tomorrow afternoon at 4 o'clock, I'll be at the golf course in the East District. If you want to see me, bring her along. If she doesn't come, don't bother showing up."

  He stopped talking and left.

  Ning Qing frowned tightly, unable to understand why Huo Zhi was staring at her like an enemy.

  ……

  It was a bit of trouble. The wine that Huo Zhe smashed, all expensive wine, also damaged some items. After the club staff checked one by one, they issued an invoice to Su Mei. A few colleagues felt unwell and Ning Qing took charge of calling them a taxi.

  After everything was done, Su Mei only noticed that Nian Qing's wrist was red and swollen. She frowned and said: "Do you want to go to the hospital? I'll accompany you."

  Su Mei has a car of her own, but she had too much to drink tonight and couldn't drive, so she could only accompany Qing to take a taxi to the nearby hospital.

  "No need, I can handle it myself." Qing said with a gentle decline.

  Su Mei didn't persist anymore, she was also tired, soon hailed a taxi, got in and left.

  ……

  Nian Qing bought some iron wine and gauze at a pharmacy, as it was only a minor sprain that didn't require hospitalization, she could take care of it herself.

  Passing by a park.

  Ning Qing went in, deep at night, the park was empty and very quiet. She found a spot to sit down, scrubbed her skin with iron and wine, until it felt scorching hot, then wrapped it with gauze. The process was painful, but she had already gotten used to enduring it.

  A while.

  A Nian Qing did not leave, embracing his own shoulders, his face deeply buried in the shadows, unwilling to expose his own dishevelment.

  The mood is very bad.

  She needs quiet and needs to be alone, stopping her chaotic emotions.

  It's strange, suddenly can't understand one's own heart, inside the body, it seems like there are two of her, arguing and tug-of-war.

  Can't forget Lu Chuan, but also looking forward to Gu Qingheng.

  She never knew she could be so shameless!

  What's expected? Ning Qing asked herself in her heart.

  Are you expecting Lu Chuan to appear? Or are you expecting Gu Qingheng to give her more? Let's stop here, you know clearly that neither of the two men is what you should be expecting. Get back your own rationality and protect yourself well, don't think about anything else.

  Take a few deep breaths, blow some wind in the park, and feel much better.

  Get up, leave, and go home.

  One hour.

  Ning Qing opened the door and entered the house, seeing Yan Zi waiting for her at the door. After exchanging a couple of sentences with Yan Zi, she returned to her room.

  Tired, want to rest. Also afraid of Yanzi, seeing that her eyes were a bit red and swollen.

  Took off clothes, put on pajamas, phone ringing.

  Ning Qing glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table, it was 11 o'clock in the evening, and it was a call from Gu Qingheng.

  Ning Qing picked up her phone, opened the window to let in some fresh air, and answered the call - "Hello."

  Emotionless, indifferent.

  Gu Qingheng apologized after a two-second silence: "Sorry, I'm busy with something today, I'll call you back later."

  "Don't worry."

  Gu Qingheng paused for another two seconds, his voice low and concerned, "Are you feeling unwell?"

  Nian Qing's mouth twitched, and she denied it: "It's not."

  Gu Qingheng was completely certain: "You're in a bad mood."

  "His hand holding the phone was trembling, a kind of inescapable embarrassment: 'Yes, I'm not feeling well, very bad, you guessed it right, you saw through me again! But Gu Qingheng, do you think you understand me so much that you can't stop analyzing my thoughts?'"

  More and more intense, emotions, out of control.

  Nian Qing didn't want to think about it anymore and let go of her anger towards Gu Qingheng's body, but why did he have to see through her!

  On Gu Qingheng's side, there was no sound anymore.

  After a long time, Qing's emotions gradually calmed down. She thought of hanging up the phone when Gu Qinghe slowly spoke up: "Calm down? Calm down and listen to me. First, I understand you very well. Second, I'm not trying to analyze you, I just want to know why you're unhappy. Third, I want to make you a little happier."

  His voice was warm and gentle, without a hint of unpleasantness. He gave her time to calm down.

  Nian Qing raised her hand and covered her eyes, tears streaming down.

  She is really childish in front of Gu Qingheng.

  "Gu Qingheng..." Nian Qing called out this name, but didn't know what to say next. Her rationality stopped her from continuing. "I'm tired and want to sleep, can we hang up the phone?"

  "Alright." The moment Gu Qingheng finished speaking, the phone call was hung up.

  Actually, Gu Qingheng really wanted to ask Nianqing if she was crying. When she cries, her voice becomes unstable and her breathing is disordered. She must be crying now.

  What happened to her today? She never used to cry easily.

  What made her lose control of her emotions?

  Gu Qingheng kept staring at the phone's call time, Junyan's expression remained calm as ever, but the arteries on his arm were bursting.

  It is evident that this man is making a great effort to endure his turbulent emotions.

  Suddenly, Gu Qingheng got up and went out of the room. The nanny downstairs hadn't slept yet. He walked forward and asked directly: "Is grandma asleep?"

  The nanny replied: "She has been asleep for some time."

  Gu Qingheng furrowed his brow, glanced at the clock, and it was already past 11 PM. He should be sleeping, but he couldn't. All he could do was go back to his room, take out a cigarette, light one after another, and extinguish them in the ashtray.

  Can't calm down the anxiety in my heart.

  Time passes very slowly.

  Gu Qingheng couldn't stay a moment longer, wanting to fly back immediately, wanting to see Nianqing, asking her why she was unhappy, telling her not to cry, thinking of her, crazily thinking of her.

  He knew these ideas were immature and needed to be stopped...

  Gu Qingheng pinched out the cigarette between his fingers, walked to the office desk, picked up the phone and dialed Duanwu's number. The other party answered quickly.

  "He instructed: 'Book me a ticket back to Qingcheng tomorrow, the earliest flight possible. Any cabin seat is fine.'"

  "But, grandma..."

  Gu Qingheng interrupted: "I'll talk to Grandma tomorrow morning."

  "Alright, I understand."

  End call.

  Gu Qingheng put down his phone and sat in a big armchair, closing his eyes to rest and waiting for dawn.

  Grandma will get up at dawn, now there is still an hour before dawn. Tomorrow, he must be able to return to Qing City, and see Nianqing before nightfall. His goal has always been very clear. Whether it succeeds or not is not within his consideration!

  ……

  Early breakfast.

  The old mansion is starting to wake up.

  Gu Qingheng sat in the living room, watching as one servant after another bustled about. Until, the nanny pushed Old Lady Gao down, he stood up, walked over, took her hand, and pushed Old Lady Gao's wheelchair into the dining hall.

  "Why don't you sleep a bit more?" Old Lady Gao raised an eyebrow, noticing Gu Qingheng, who was wearing a black business suit.

  Entering the dining hall, breakfast was already prepared and a sumptuous table was set up.

  Gu Qingheng pushed Old Lady Gao to the dinner table and handed her a bowl of jade pillar congee: "There's something going on at the company, I need to hurry back."

  The old lady frowned, put down the bowl of porridge: "What's wrong? About Ho's matter, I called his father two days ago, he will restrain himself, you don't need to worry. The company is so big, it won't collapse in a few days without you."

  Gu Qing shook his head with a faint smile, insisting: "It's not about Huo Zhe, it's other official business, very important."

  The old lady was very displeased. Just two days ago, she said she would stay and take care of her for a week. Now, in just a few days, she's eager to leave - "What business is so important that you must return immediately?"

  "Grandma, your current physical condition is not suitable for inquiring about company matters, but it's really an urgent matter."

  It seems like there's no way out of this after all.

  The old lady waved her hand and swept the porridge in front of her onto the floor, saying angrily: "I won't eat it!"

  Gu Qingheng raised an eyebrow and solemnly said: "I promise you, I will definitely get married within this year."

  The old lady suddenly changed her mood and looked at Gu Qingheng, saying: "This is what you promised yourself. When Ah Wan comes back, this matter will be settled immediately."

  Gu Qing's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his five senses were faintly discernible.

  "Finish breakfast before leaving?" Old Lady Gao wanted to spend more time with her grandson.

  Gu Qingheng shook his head, it was urgent and couldn't wait any longer, not even for a moment.

  "Go, go." Old Lady Gao waved her hand and stopped trying to persuade him. She knew that Gu Qingheng was too focused on his career, busy day and night without rest, and didn't even have time to accompany Jiang Wan. Now, being able to get him to agree to get married within the year was not easy.

  "Take care, Grandma." Gu Qingheng was in a hurry to leave, but he wouldn't rush to the point of revealing his anxiety. He didn't forget the proper etiquette, and after bowing to Grandma, he turned around and left.

  Outside the Gu's mansion.

  Gu Qingheng got on the plane, and Duanwu reported to him in detail - the ticket was booked temporarily last night, there was no first class, no business class, only economy class, and the seat wasn't very good either. But the time was relatively early, a 10 o'clock flight this morning.

  Gu Qingheng looked at his wristwatch and frowned, he wouldn't be able to return to Qing City until 3 pm.

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