Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Actor Husband, Deep Routine

Chapter 6 Compared to you, what I have done is far from enough!
I was too hasty to pay attention when I came here. When the plane took off, Gu Nianxing looked down through the cabin window.

I was secretly amazed, but in two years, even the airport in City A has changed so much.

The airport building stands there majesticly, domineering and flamboyant, just like the feeling of this city - radiant.

Ye Weilan secretly raised her eyes to glance at Gu Nianxing every few minutes.

Seeing that her expression was as usual, without any disturbance, as if she was about to bid farewell to City A forever, it was just a dispensable scenery during the journey.

Ye Weilan sighed slightly in her heart, the more indifferent she was, the more Ye Weilan felt that she was hiding her true emotions.

After all, the woman she was two years ago was so radiant and innocent... She had the purest and most beautiful smile in the world.

Even though there was no time in the past two years, she witnessed Gu Nianxing's change with her own eyes.

But, did the painstakingly hidden deep in my heart really hide it from everyone?
Seemingly aware of Ye Weilan's gaze, Gu Nianxing looked away from the window.

Ye Weilan hurriedly handed over the thermos cup, "Miss Xiaoxing, drink some hot milk..."

After picking her up from the roadside in front of Shang's house, he wanted to take her back to the hotel to rest.

But she insisted on her request and flew back to New York overnight.

Ye Weilan really realized this time, she was not helping her this time.

In this city, for Miss Xiaoxing, she probably doesn't want to stay for even a second longer.

Although Ye Weilan didn't show the bitterness in her heart, Gu Nianxing saw through it at a glance.

Gu Nianxing took the thermos, and gently rubbed her hair with the other hand, "Don't think too much, back to New York, everything will return to the original point."

Seeing Gu Nianxing's tired face but still gently comforting her, Ye Weilan felt even more uncomfortable, "Miss Xiaoxing, you should scold me severely."

Gu Nianxing put down the thermos, held her hand, and frowned, "Wei Lan, tell me the truth, did you make other troubles?"

Ye Weilan lowered her head uneasily, "Yes...Brother Sheng, he seems to know about our private return to City A, I don't know how he will punish me after we go back..."

Gu Nianxing frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Ye Weilan twisted the corner of her clothes in distress, "It seems that I was really wrong."

After mumbling to himself, seeing that Gu Nianxing was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't bother him again, and sat quietly by the side.

After about seven or eight minutes, Gu Nianxing came back to his senses, and saw Ye Weilan recording something in a notepad that he carried with him, and glanced at it, "So soon? Has the specific date been set?"

"Well, it's scheduled for the [-]th of next month. At that time, let Brother Sheng airlift the exhibit with the highest price to City S..."

Seemingly aware of Gu Nianxing's slightly stiff face, Ye Weilan suddenly swallowed back the words that came to her lips, and looked at Gu Nianxing cautiously.

"Why don't you continue?" Gu Nianxing smiled slightly, "Thank you and Ting Sheng anyway."

Seeing Gu Nianxing's normal smile, Ye Weilan felt even more uncomfortable.

She's hiding her true emotions again?
There was a dullness in the chest, and an inexplicable sadness.

Ye Weilan sniffed and turned to hug Gu Nianxing, "Sister Xiaoxing..."

Ye Weilan's thoughts were written all over her face, Gu Nianxing knew what she was thinking, her calm eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and her slender fingers brushed Ye Weilan's hair.

Pretending not to see Ye Weilan about to cry, she easily changed the subject, "I wonder if it snows in New York."

"It must be. The winter in New York is the coldest."

Speaking of the word 'cold', Ye Weilan suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly reached out to touch Gu Nianxing's hand.

As soon as he touched the penetrating coolness, his eyes immediately became wet, "Miss Xiaoxing, you are in a hurry to prevent me from getting into trouble, so you didn't even bring a cotton padded jacket?"

Ye Weilan was about to cry again, she took off the not-so-thick down jacket on her body and put it on for Gu Nianxing.

Gu Nianxing frowned slightly, and reached out to stop her movement, "Wei Lan, you have done enough for me."

"Not enough, not enough. Compared to you, what I have done is nothing at all. I..."

Ye Weilan couldn't continue, she buried her face in her knees, covered her mouth and her shoulders trembled slightly, sobbing softly.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became a little tense.

After a long time, Gu Nianxing pressed the center of his brows wearily, sighed, grabbed Ye Weilan's shoulders, and hugged her, "Silly girl."

Perhaps after a whole day, both of them were tired, or maybe it was this hug that completely relaxed each other's bodies that had been stretched all day.

After a while, the two fell asleep leaning on each other's shoulders.

It is 02:30 in the morning.

A thick layer of snow had accumulated outside the villa.

The steps under Min Xiu's feet were somewhat hasty as he walked into the villa.

When I walked to the entrance, I just changed my shoes when I saw the man who should have fallen asleep standing by the French window thinking.

The tall and slender man was still wearing the white suit he wore during the daytime events.

It has been more than an hour since he returned to the villa, and he, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, didn't take a shower and change clothes, but stood by the window for such a long time in a daze?

Min Xiu felt completely dumbfounded.

President... what happened?
Hearing footsteps approaching, Feng Beichen turned his erect body slightly, and glanced at Min Xiu.

There were still unmelted snowflakes on Min Xiu's hair, it seemed that the snow was indeed heavy enough.

But with such a short distance from the garage to the main entrance of the villa, so much snow can be accumulated.

Feng Beichen's gaze reminded Min Xiu of something important.

"President, Ms. Gu, she...hasn't stayed in any hotel, she's already...flighted back to New York overnight."

Feng Beichen stood sideways, the lights in the hall were dim, and Min Xiu could not clearly see his expression at the moment.

I could only vaguely feel that when he said the words that Miss Gu returned to New York overnight, the man's stalwart shoulders seemed to stiffen suddenly.

After a full half minute of silence, Feng Beichen said lightly, "There is no need to cancel tomorrow's schedule."

Min Xiu was stunned for a moment. The CEO issued an order an hour ago to cancel all schedules for tomorrow, but now...

Min Xiu glanced at the wall clock, it was three o'clock in the morning.

If the schedule is resumed, the president will show up in the meeting room on time at eight o'clock tomorrow morning.

"President..."

"Go and rest." Feng Beichen turned around slowly and walked towards the stairs.

Min Xiu looked at Xiu Ting's back as he went upstairs, and felt indescribably lonely at this moment.

"President, I have arranged for a few people to follow Ms. Gu to New York in the dark. I will definitely not lose news of Ms. Gu this time."

The figure going upstairs did not know whether he had heard Min Xiu's report, but continued to walk without stopping.

Soon there was the sound of closing the door downstairs, and Min Xiu left.

Feng Beichen's white and slender hands spread out, and in the palm of his hand was a rough black 'tie clip'.

Staring at the palm of his hand, his deep, waveless black eyes brightened up like an illusion.

(End of this chapter)