Mr. Gu's heart loves her since ancient times

Chapter 103 You...remember me?
The two brothers and sister said goodbye at the gate of the villa. In the window frame on the second floor, Gu's mother couldn't help but look down, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yin turned out to be the long-lost daughter of the Shen family. Gu's mother had known Mrs. Shen for a long time, and she had heard a little about the Shen family.

Three children disappeared overnight. The former mother Shen went crazy because of this and died of illness not long after.

Thinking of the fact that Yinyin was such a well-behaved child and had suffered so much all these years living outside, Gu's mother sighed. When she turned her head, she saw her son was still working nearby, and she became angry.

"I said you are a stinky boy. Yinyin is the daughter of the Shen family. Why didn't you tell me earlier! Why did I have to worry about it for so long?!"

Gu Yan didn't frown and said calmly: "Mom, Gu Jin is going out for a drink soon..."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Gu's mother rushed out in a rage, no longer caring about discussing anything else with him.

After a while, Gu's mother yelled loudly outside the door, and Gu Jin ran around begging for mercy. Gu Yan curled his lips and smiled.

After a long time, Chu Yin came back and saw a table full of ingredients for making mooncakes.

Gu's mother invited her to come over and work together. Although the mooncakes bought from outside looked good, they were actually made by herself and tasted delicious.

Chu Yin smiled, washed his hands and put on his apron and gloves.

Most of the utensils in the Gu family's kitchen were purchased at a high price, and they were all exquisite. There were five or six small celadon bowls of different colors filled with bean paste filling, butter, flour, etc.

After watching for a while, Chu Yin learned in style.She mixed steamed purple potatoes, yams, and glutinous rice together, and then mixed them with syrup and melted butter to make a moderately soft and firm dough.

Then, wrap a small spoonful of purple bean paste filling, pinch the skin bit by bit like a small bun, and then press it into the mooncake mold.

A raw mooncake with lace was born.

Chu Yin and Gu's mother were chatting while making mooncakes. In a short time, they made more than 50 mooncakes and put them in the oven.

Half an hour later, Chu Yin carried a plate of baked mooncakes to the study room on the second floor. After opening the door, he saw Gu Yan looking up from his desk.

"Mr. Lang, try it. I made it myself."

Gu Yan smiled, picked up a mini mooncake with chopsticks and took a bite. The silky texture mixed with milk gradually melted in his mouth.

He raised his eyebrows, surprisingly not very sweet.

"I know you don't like sweets, so this plate only contains half of the sugar."

The little woman blinked shyly, her watery and clear shallow eyes seemed to fall into the Milky Way, and she looked as cute as a puppy waiting for her master to praise her.

"Well, it tastes good."

Gu Yan was in a happy mood. He pulled her over and hugged her. He thought that the mooncakes were indeed not sweet. They tasted almost like red bean paste buns. With some stir-fried vegetables, they could be a staple meal...

The night is dark, and the bright moon hangs in the mid-air, like a huge jade plate, emitting a soft halo.

Chu Yin leaned on the window frame with his arms and looked out. He took a deep breath of fresh air and felt moved in his heart unconsciously.

In the past, she had spent dozens of full-moon nights alone, but now because of the man in front of her, she suddenly felt like home and was cared for by so many people.

Gradually, Gu Yan surrounded him from behind, put his chin on the top of Chu Yin's hair, rubbed it lightly, and laughed softly:
"What are you crying for?"

"I didn't cry."

Chu Yin pouted, holding back the tears in his eyes, reaching out to touch the back of the man's hand, and pinched his little finger hard, but he didn't see any reaction.

Chu Yin turned her head to look at him, seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, she pinched his little finger again in disbelief, Gu Yan looked down suspiciously, her face remained motionless.

"Lang Jun, why don't you feel pain?"

Gu Yan was stunned for a second, and then he realized that the little woman was pinching his two fingers. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, and curled his lips nonchalantly:

"There is no feeling in these two fingers."

Hearing this, Chu Yin's eyes widened in surprise. She took his hand and looked at it repeatedly. There were no scars on the fair and slender palm. How could he be so ignorant?

After fiddling with it for a long time, Gu Yan felt a little itchy due to her troubles. He took her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it. He looked down at his hand and explained:
"I was injured before and damaged my nerves."

Chu Yin touched him distressedly, her clear eyes full of inquiry: "What Lang Jun did before was dangerous?"

"it's already over."

Some fragments flashed through his mind. He and his companions had climbed to the top of the highest snow peak, marched in the endless desert day and night, and trained by crawling and rolling in the mud.

For thousands of endless nights, he was alone and guarding a certain belief. He was the only one.

Gu Yan pulled the little woman closer to his arms, ran his fingers through her long, silky hair, and breathed out slowly, suddenly feeling worried in his heart.

On the other side, Shen Che said goodbye to Chu Yin and got into the car.

The carriage was quiet, and Secretary Wu noticed that the boss's iceberg expression remained unchanged for a century, like a civilized spring river with gurgling water.

The last time I saw Mr. Shen showing this expression was because of Miss Qiao. It seemed like something good happened at the Gu family.

Shen Che sat back in the back seat, with some warm emotions stirring in his heart. He turned on his phone and sent a message to Father Shen. After a while, a video call came from there.

Mrs. Shen was so excited that she was incoherent and lost her usual elegance and reserve. She quickly asked what Chu Yin had said, what the atmosphere of the conversation was, what her mood was like, and other details...

Next to him, Father Shen was tense at first and didn't want to lose his temper in front of his son. However, after hearing that Shen Che gave Chu Yin the key to the old house, his face couldn't hold back anymore and he nodded excitedly.

After hanging up the phone, Father Shen, who was thousands of miles away, had already begun drafting a list for the Shen family's recognition party. Mrs. Shen even anxiously called the custom-made dress shop several times.

Seeing that the big customer was anxious, the owner of the shop over there flew the hand-customized dress over overnight, without checking the address, and sent it directly to the Shen family's old residence.

That night, the doorbell of the Shen family's old house rang.

Chen Manmiao opened the door and signed for the express delivery. The moment she opened the package, her jaw dropped in surprise at the gorgeous dress.

The pure white fishtail style is simple and high-end. The neckline is inlaid with countless rhinestones, which shine dazzlingly under the light. Even the skirt is wrapped with large South Sea beads.

The whole dress held a lot of weight in her hands, and the style looked like it was for young girls. Looking at this dress, Chen Manmiao was so excited that she almost fainted.

God!Happiness came too suddenly, the Shen family finally recognized her!
Even the dress was sent to her!

In the past few days, Chen Manmiao stayed at the Shen family and made Aunt Zhang sick. She was lying in the servant's room with a high fever.

She was a little panicked when she didn't see the Shen couple for a long time. But now that she saw this dress, her heart dropped back into her stomach and she felt completely at ease.

Therefore, Chen Manmiao, who stayed at Shen's house for several days, was so excited that she didn't sleep well all night. The next day, despite heavy dark circles under her eyes, she was full of energy and made an appointment with some girls to go shopping for beauty treatments.

Several friends joked with each other, and everyone was shocked by Chen Manmiao's spending money.

Chen Manmiao held her chin high and handed the card over nonchalantly: "Miss, I am in a good mood today. I will pay for all the expenses during the whole process. Sisters, please enjoy it!"

Hearing this, several people looked at each other, and one of them with a burgundy, wavy, awl-like face couldn't help but curiously said:
"Manmei, did you win the lottery?"

"Or is it that that fat-hearted benefactor is finally going to marry you?"

Hearing this, Chen Manmiao was not angry, and without any psychological burden, she told her story of her life experience in an embellished and emotional way, which was so realistic and sincere.

She didn't mention a word about the details of the appraisal report, but only emphasized how Shen's father hugged her lap and cried after she went to Shen's house, and how she was happy to recognize her ancestor after she was given a dress.

"Really or not? Don't fool us!"

Chen Manmiao snorted coldly, slid open her phone and played a video.

In the video, she is wandering back and forth in the Shen family villa, recording and taking selfies of her life. It is indeed her.

Everyone was doubtful, but when they saw that she didn't look fake, they couldn't help but take a breath. They knew Chen Manmiao's character well, but they didn't expect that the pheasant would turn into a phoenix.

Now that she is the eldest daughter of the Shen family, they can't afford to offend her, so in the second half of the game, several women surrounded Chen Manmiao and chattered.

Chen Manmiao was overjoyed at being sought after, and after swiping all of her only savings card, she maxed out her credit card, thinking that anyway, she would recognize her ancestors and return to her clan in a short time, so she would casually ask Father Shen for one Just pay off the card.

Thinking of the little hottie in college, Chen Manmiao narrowed her eyes, and there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes that she was determined to win.

Time went back to the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Gu's mother heard that Gu Jin was going out for a drink, she locked her in the room and told her to stay there.

In the middle of the night, the villa was quiet. Gu Jin pulled a sheet and tied it to the fire pipe on the second floor, and slid down lightly.

After landing, she patted the dust on her hands, smiled and slid away her phone, and texted as she walked: "Sisters, I'll be here soon, wait for me!"

When the doorman of Gu's villa saw that it was Miss Gu, he didn't dare to stop her, but he couldn't help but wonder, why did the girl run out alone in the middle of the night?
In late summer and early autumn, the weather gradually cools down and is no longer muggy.

Gu Jin felt so uncomfortable in the training camp that she finally got a chance to hang out with her friends. I really don’t know how her mother knew...

She didn't drive, but took a taxi to the door of the bar. The lights and shadows of several nightclubs around her were intertwined, making the night sky look like day.

Gu Jin pushed open the door of the bar, and the thunderous drums rang out, causing eardrums to ache.

In the blurred light and shadow, countless men and women were twisting their bodies on the dance floor, shaking their heads, indulgent and decadent.

The surroundings were filled with smoke, mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat. Compared with the bar where she usually hangs out, the quality was not even a little lower than that.

Gu Jin frowned, waved to the little sisters, wiped the high stool with a tissue in disgust, and sat on it.

"Why did you choose this place?"

A little girl next to her burst into laughter and blinked: "The environment is a bit bad, but the waiters are very good-looking. Look over there."

Looking in the direction she pointed, I saw a tall waiter standing behind the bar.

He was skillfully shaking the wine cup. After shaking it a few times, he poured the liquid into a goblet filled with ice cubes. The pink and pink-blue liquid blended together perfectly, which was particularly beautiful.

The man's appearance was really dazzling, attracting the attention of many women, and even a few men looked at him.

Gu Jin raised his eyebrows, why is it him?

Jing Huai's face was very recognizable, and in the dim light, Gu Jin still recognized him at a glance.

The last memory of him in her mind was that of her rescuing him in the restaurant. She had no memory of her drunken and forceful kiss yesterday.

Gu Jin looked away with a smile, clinking glasses and chatting with her sisters. She was in a hurry to go out and didn't have time to change into the outfit she would wear to the nightclub.

She was wearing a fruit green long skirt that covered her hips that Gu's mother had bought for her. She looked arrogant and ladylike, and was incompatible with the temperament of the people around her.

Jing Huai handed the mixed glass of wine to the guest, his eyes turned, his heart was hit hard, and he couldn't help but stare blankly.

With a heavy weight on the shoulder, another waiter came over with a big face and said with a smile:

"What are you looking at so intently?"

Hearing this, Jing Huai lowered his eyes and focused on what he was doing. The waiter left bored.

After a while, Jing Huai looked over uncontrollably and saw the woman talking and laughing with others.

Under the blurred light, her cheeks turned red because of the alcohol, which made Jing Huai's heart beat uncontrollably.

Jing Huai works part-time as a bartender in this bar, and the boss pays him well. The disadvantage is that he works at night, so day and night are reversed, so he can only work part-time on the weekends. This is the first time he met Gu Jin here.

Amidst the deafening music, Gu Jin dragged her skirt onto the dance floor, raised her arms high, and swayed among the crowd, especially dazzling.

She was so beautiful that she attracted the attention of many men, Jing Huai couldn't help frowning.

After a while, she saw a yellow-haired man slowly approaching behind her. Although he didn't get close to her, his ambiguous posture caused cheers from the people around him.

Jing Huai's eyes dimmed, he took off his apron, handed over the work in his hands to his companions, and stepped onto the dance floor.

The wind from the air conditioner lifted Gu Jin's long hair, scraped against her fair cheeks, and danced wildly.

At a certain moment, Gu Jin opened his eyes, and his cat-like eyes were filled with water.

The surrounding sounds were loud, but Jing Huai's world suddenly became silent.

He opened his arms and stood there in silence, using his body to protect the girl and block the approach of the people around her, so that he could not blend in with the dancing people around her.

When Gu Jin saw it was him, he was stunned for a second, and then suddenly leaned over mischievously.

The soapy smell on the boy's body was green and shy, quite different from the perfume and sweat smell around him.

The dance music reached its climax in the chorus, the chandelier above the head flashed violently, and the crowd's shouts became more intense, as if they were about to break through the eardrums.

The eyes of the two were intertwined, because of Gu Jin's approach, Jing Huai's heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat, and the roots of his ears were already red.

Gradually, the girl hung her arms around his neck, brushed her nose against his, and led him to sway on the dance floor.

Jing Huai's face turned red as if on fire, and he was led stiffly by her, staring at the two pink lips, opening and closing, as if Gu Jin was saying something.

He couldn't hear her voice in the chaos and noise around him, but he could still distinguish the shape of her lips. She was saying:
"Don't look at me like that."

Jing Huai's brain was pounding, and his long black thick eyelashes trembled. He looked at her with a direct and clear gaze, with a hint of cautious expectation.

"You...remember me?"

　Good night┗(ω)┛mua~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)