Chapter 431: Chapter 431

At this moment, inside the He Mansion.

The past two days had left He Qimo facing Shen Jian妮, whose excessive behavior made him have lunch at home. His eyes trailed down to his face, both darkened deeply. Google seaʀᴄh ⓝovelFire.net

Shen Jian妮, however, was very happy, especially while placing food He Qimo didn’t like into his bowl, all the while watching Zhou Huimei’s face across from her turning an angry shade of green.

Shen Jian妮 had never found the days so bittersweet.

But perhaps she was too smug, for when Zhou Huimei was pushed to the extreme with anger and couldn’t think of a way to handle it, she began to nostalgically change the conversation: "No matter how pleased you are, didn’t you come from a humble household? How can you compare to Gu Zixuan? No refinement, no looks. Gu Zixuan, my son doesn’t even want her, and you still expect to marry in?"

Zhou Huimei tried to belittle Shen Jian妮, but instead made her laugh, "Oh, please don’t say that. Your son now doesn’t dare go for the good ones, he only picks the likes of me. Don’t provoke me into leaving, or else your son might find someone even worse, even less attractive to annoy you. What would you gain then?"

These words made Zhou Huimei’s heart ache, and she looked at He Qimo with trembling eyes, "Qi Mo, how could it be that you don’t dare to find the good ones? You can do it..."

He Qimo, carrying his bowl, looked with some desolation at his mother who was now trying to highlight Gu Zixuan’s virtues to drive away Shen Jian妮, and offered a bitter smile.

A silent thought, how can I find anyone, ?

It stuck in his throat for a long time, unable to be spoken.

Holding his bowl, he could only continue to lower his head and eat.

However, in his heart, the yearning for Gu Zixuan grew stronger due to his mother’s mention. So after his mother’s and Shen Jian妮’s chirping at lunch made his mother’s face even greener, he contemplated for a long time, but still walked into the bedroom and dialed Gu Zixuan’s number.

Feng Chengjin, with heavy steps, moved towards the door. In the kitchen, Gu Zixuan’s gentle figure formed a soft curve. She was very beautiful, different from Yu Wei’s flamboyant beauty, and Feng Chengyue’s bright charm. She was like a flower long imprisoned in a greenhouse, elegant yet with a touch of stubbornness.

Feng Chengjin liked this bit of stubbornness in her; he could tease her when happy, and she would accompany him warmly when quiet was needed.

But precisely because he understood her stubbornness, he...

With a heavy heart, Feng Chengjin stood at the door, unable to utter a word.

After a pause, with a sidelong glance, Gu Zixuan caught a glimpse of Feng Chengjin and couldn’t help smiling with delight. Gazing through the glass wall at the tightly closed study door, she couldn’t help but ask, "How did it go? What did my father say?"

Feng Chengjin approached her side, standing with hands in pockets, paused, and said, "Just like that..."

He spoke in a low tone, dropping his gaze to his shoeless toes as he did.

Just like that? Gu Zixuan’s heart shook slightly, looking at Feng Chengjin with nervousness and a bit of sadness, "Didn’t agree?"

Feng Chengjin raised his dark eyes, paused for a moment, and said with a wry smile, "My first time visiting, should your father really agree so enthusiastically?"