binnovel Chapter 68 Some are happy, some are sad
Chapter 68 Some are happy, some are sad
This tranquil and warm living environment was unfamiliar to Fu Shiyue, and he had never truly experienced it before.
Looking back on the past, almost every day of his life was occupied by his family and company.
To maintain the family's honor and status, and to drive the company's continuous growth and expansion, he resolutely shouldered the heavy responsibility.
In those years, he worked tirelessly day and night, devoting countless efforts and sweat.
However, on this long road of struggle, he inevitably lost many precious things.
At that moment, when his gaze happened to fall on the woman in front of him, it was as if a lightning bolt had flashed across the night sky, instantly illuminating a corner that was originally dark.
Looking at her gentle smile, kind demeanor, and the warm atmosphere surrounding her,
An unprecedented thought suddenly came to mind—what would it be like if one day in the future I could have a family of my own?
After a busy day at work, when he drags his tired body into his home, he is no longer greeted by a cold, empty room, but by a family sitting together, enjoying a happy dinner.
The table was laden with a sumptuous and delicious meal, and the whole house was filled with laughter and joy, overflowing with deep family affection and love...
Just imagining it brought a long-lost warmth to Fu Shiyue's heart, which had long been accustomed to loneliness.
"Mr. Fu, is it delicious?"
"Well, not bad."
He snapped out of his reverie and asked, "Why do you like the fried rice here so much?"
"I was just passing by when I was really hungry. I saw there was food here, so I came in. I didn't expect it to be so delicious. It's that simple."
"Ah."
After they finished speaking, a brief silence fell between them.
"Are you full? Then come back to the company and work with me," Fu Shiyue said.
"..."
She muttered to herself, "How can this guy be so heartless! We just finished eating and he's already rushing me back to work." However, despite her reluctance, she knew she couldn't disobey her boss's orders, so she could only nod helplessly and agree to return to the company.
Upon returning to the company, Fu Shiyue went straight to his office and began burying himself in the mountain of documents piled up on his desk.
His brows were slightly furrowed, his gaze focused and sharp, and his pen kept writing on various documents.
Seeing him like this, Xie Shiyun, who was sitting at the other table, couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Workaholic!"
After a while, he suddenly looked up at the door and asked, "Is the signing ceremony for the new employees next week ready? Have the contracts been printed? Bring them over so I can go through them."
As he spoke, he continued signing his name on an important contract without stopping.
At the same time, he also made sure to find another paper contract next to the table so that he could check the contents of both contracts at the same time and make sure that all the details were correct.
A tense and busy atmosphere permeated the entire office...
The night was like thick ink, so deep and unyielding, spreading out endlessly and tightly enveloping the entire city of Yun.
Xie Shiyun struggled to keep her eyes open, battling the overwhelming drowsiness, but ultimately succumbed. Her head drooped little by little until she could no longer support herself and gently leaned against the table in front of her.
Time slipped by unnoticed, and no one knew how much time had passed. Fu Shiyue, who had been engrossed in his work, suddenly seemed to sense something and slowly raised his head.
His gaze swept around the room before finally settling on the figure sleeping peacefully on the table.
Xie Shiyun's long hair was scattered messily on both sides of her face, covering half of her face, revealing only her fair and delicate face and her tightly closed eyes.
Her breathing was light and even, as if she were immersed in a sweet dream.
Fu Shiyue gazed at her, a hint of tenderness suddenly appearing in his eyes.
He gently put down what he was doing, then carefully stood up, afraid that making even the slightest sound would wake the sleeping person.
Then, he walked softly to Xie Shiyun's side, slowly squatted down, and looked at her.
Deep within his eyes, it seemed as if a raging storm was brewing, and his intense emotions were as fiery as volcanic lava. But in just a moment, he skillfully concealed this surge, as if it had never existed.
He carefully reached out his hands and slowly lifted her up.
Then, with steady and light steps, she walked to the other side of the desk.
When he got there, he bent down slightly and pressed a switch button hidden in the corner of the table with one finger.
With a soft "click" sound, a hidden door quietly opened.
Behind the door, in the space revealed, was a sophisticated computer and a comfortable bed.
It turns out that because he often needs to stay at the company for long periods of time to handle various matters, setting up such a resting place here has become a regular occurrence.
I laid her down, covered her with the blanket, and sat down in front of the computer.
Then he continued working on the side...
As always, Xu Qinghuan stepped into this familiar tavern once again.
However, unlike the first visit, the female singer on stage was now filled with endless sorrow. The melodious and plaintive tune seemed to carry a heavy and unforgettable past, which moved people deeply.
Every note was like a tear flowing from the depths of her heart, tapping gently on the heartstrings of everyone present.
Just then, Gu Ci appeared silently beside Xu Qinghuan like a ghost.
He spoke softly, his voice deep and magnetic: "That pretty lady is heartbroken, which is why all the songs she sang today are so sad."
Xu Qinghuan was startled by these sudden words. She turned her head sharply to look at Gu Ci and said, "Oh my! How come you walk without making a sound? You just stood next to me like a ghost! Are you a ghost or something?"
Faced with Xu Qinghuan's questioning, Gu Ci's lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile. He gazed at her affectionately and said, "I couldn't wait to show myself as soon as I saw you, my beautiful little fairy."
When he first saw this woman, an inexplicable sense of goodwill arose within him. Perhaps it was her slightly furrowed brow, or the sadness that inadvertently shone in her eyes; in any case, at that moment, his heartstrings were gently touched.
What intrigued him even more was that she was drinking so heartbrokenly in this place, downing glass after glass of alcohol as if she wanted to drown the pain and sorrow deep in her heart through alcohol.
So he figured this woman must have a story, and he couldn't help but become very curious about her...
"What would you like to drink? It's my treat." He mustered his courage and stepped forward, trying to break the silence and awkwardness.
However, she raised her head, glanced at him with a slightly disdainful look, and coldly replied, "Invite me for a drink? I haven't fallen to the point where I need you to treat me. But today I can have some low-alcohol drinks, so I don't have to suffer from a splitting headache the next day like last time. I don't want to experience that feeling a second time."
Hearing this, he didn't get angry or back down. He just smiled slightly and said, "Okay, whatever you like." Then, he turned around and walked behind the bar, skillfully picked up various bartending tools, and began to demonstrate his superb bartending skills.
The wine glass in his hand swayed and spun like a living work of art with his movements.
It tilts to the left one moment, swings to the right the next; sometimes it's raised high, sometimes it's lowered slowly. Every movement is so fluid and natural, full of rhythm.
She sat quietly at the bar, watching his every move intently.
At this moment, there were hardly any customers left, only the two of them and the figure carefully mixing fine wine.
The whole scene was tranquil and beautiful, like a fine painting hanging on the wall, making people unable to help but be captivated by it.
"Miss, could you tell me your name? I've already told you my name." He blinked his bright, clear eyes, looking at the woman in front of him with anticipation.
She frowned slightly, a look of confusion on her face, and said, "When did you tell me your name? I don't remember it at all."
Upon hearing this, Gu Ci lowered his head, a helpless smile appearing on his lips.
He thought to himself: Perhaps when he first met her, she was in a very low mood and only wanted to drown her sorrows in alcohol, so she didn't pay attention to what he said at all.
Thinking of this, Gu Ci raised his head, gazing tenderly at the beauty before him, and explained slowly, "This is your first time here. As soon as you came in, I introduced myself to you. My name is Gu Ci, Gu as in taking care and Ci as in bidding farewell."
After hearing this explanation, the woman nodded as if she suddenly understood, then parted her lips slightly: "Oh, I see. I'm sorry, little brother, I really didn't remember just now. Xu Qinghuan. Xu as in promise, Qing as in clear as water, Huan as in joy and happiness, Xu Qinghuan."
As soon as he finished speaking, a barely perceptible look of disappointment flashed across Gu Ci's originally bright eyes, as if shrouded in a faint gloom.
He frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction, "Could you please stop calling me 'little brother'? Every time I hear the word 'little brother,' it feels like I'm still a child. Actually, I'm already an adult, I'm 20 years old."
Upon hearing this, Xu Qinghuan was first taken aback, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She laughed so hard her body trembled, her silvery laughter echoing in the air: "Haha, so you're only 20 years old? You're so young! I'm four years older than you. Alright, alright, since you care so much, I won't call you 'little brother' anymore, so as not to upset you. How about we call each other by our first names?"
As she spoke, she first reached for a glass of wine on the table, elegantly brought it to her lips, took a small sip, and after savoring it, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Hmm... this wine tastes a bit sweeter than usual today."
After finishing her drink, Xu Qinghuan slowly raised her head, her gaze somewhat unfocused as she stared at the ceiling. She murmured to herself, as if talking to herself, "Sigh, I have to go to work again tomorrow. The person I like doesn't like me back, but even so, I can only silently stay by his side..."
As she spoke, her eyes dimmed, and her whole being exuded a deep sense of helplessness and sorrow.
At this moment, Gu Ci, who had been listening quietly, suddenly interrupted and asked, "Wait, you wouldn't happen to be that female celebrity Xu Qinghuan, would you? The one who was in the news recently..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, he exclaimed, "So the beautiful and charming lady in front of me is the actress Xu Qinghuan!"
Then, as if he had just remembered something important, he asked, "By the way, isn't the man you're rumored to be having an affair with named Fu Shiyue? The president of Wan Shen?"
When the name was mentioned, Gu Ci subconsciously clenched his fist and exerted his strength.