noffsinger Chapter 262 Are you willing to give it up?
Chapter 262 Are you willing to give it up?
Gu Yanli chuckled softly in Su Yiran's ear and ruffled her long hair. "Then tell me, what else do you need me to do?"
"I need you to do something, I'll have to think about it carefully..."
Su Yiran pondered for a moment, then a thought struck her. Turning her gaze, she said, "Before, you were the boss, and I was your secretary. Now, shall we switch roles?"
"..."
Gu Yanli raised an eyebrow. "The gallery's gone, where are you going to pretend to be king?"
"What did you say!"
He really knows how to bring up the most sensitive topics!
Knowing she was upset about the gallery, he deliberately stabbed her in the heart.
They have ill intentions!
"Gu Yanli, one day I'll sew your mouth shut."
"Okay, okay, I misspoke."
Gu Yanli took her hand and said, "Ms. Su, it's time for dinner. Would you like to go eat?"
"Go ahead, if you don't eat at mealtimes, do you think I'm crazy?!"
Gu Yanli shook his head helplessly.
I stopped and stayed in the West Market for another week.
Su Yiran was happy to be free.
Gu Yanli could tell that she didn't want to go back, and he knew why—it was because of Meng Ran's matter, and she hadn't figured out how to face it yet.
After all, it's been a relationship for many years.
But no matter how much you try to escape it, there will be a day when you have to face it.
An'an is sick.
Children have weak immune systems, so it's normal for them to get sick from all sorts of illnesses.
But children don't understand, and they cry and fuss whenever they feel unwell. When Su Yiran rushed back, the child had a fever again.
Su Yiran touched An'an's forehead and found that she did have a fever. She looked up at the doctor and asked, "Doctor, how is An'an? She had a fever yesterday, which just went down, but now she has a fever again. What's going on?"
The doctor said, "Young Master has a slight cold, and his current symptoms are normal. He only has a low-grade fever. I have already prescribed some medicine, so Madam, you don't need to worry."
"OK, thanks."
Su Yiran nodded to the doctor, focusing all her attention on An'an.
"The doctor just said it's nothing serious, just a low-grade fever, so you don't need to worry too much."
Gu Yanli looked at the woman in front of him, held her hand, and said, "I'll look after An'an here. You go and rest first."
"I'm not tired, I..."
Just as Su Yiran was about to refuse, Gu Yanli interrupted her, "You haven't eaten or rested during your more than ten-hour flight. I've had some food prepared for you. Have something to eat, and then go upstairs to rest."
"An An he..."
“An’an is also my son. I’ll take care of things here, so you don’t need to worry.”
Su Yiran couldn't refuse Gu Yanli, so she had no choice but to agree.
She slept until the early hours of the morning.
She was jolted awake by the thunder, jumped out of bed, and turned to look out the window, where a torrential downpour was already underway.
She pinched the bridge of her nose, got up and went out, just in time to see Gu Yanli coming out of An'an's room.
How is An'an?
Su Yiran walked over and asked softly, "Has the fever gone down?"
"It's gone. It woke up once during that time, drank some milk, and then fell asleep again."
As Gu Yanli spoke, he frowned as he looked at her thin clothes. "Why are you dressed so lightly for the night? What will we do if An'an gets better and you catch a cold again?"
"I'm not cold."
Su Yiran tried to explain, but Gu Yanli pushed her back into the room, took a coat, and draped it over her shoulders, saying, "I'm really not cold."
Gu Yanli touched her hand, "Your hands are so cold, and you still say you're not cold."
"..."
Su Yiran pouted as she listened to Gu Yanli's words, "Yanli, I've noticed that you've become more perfunctory towards me since we had the baby."
Gu Yanli was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
“I wasn’t wearing any clothes, and you just questioned me about why I wasn’t dressed and made a fuss, instead of gently telling me why I wasn’t dressed.”
"..."
Gu Yanli raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh, how do you define 'speaking softly'?"
"You mean... my darling, it's so cold, why didn't you put on an extra layer? If you catch a cold, I'll be so worried about you, my sweetheart..."
"Su Yiran, did you sleep so soundly that you became stupid?"
"...Look at you, can't you speak properly? You've insulted me again."
Su Yiran grunted, "Only I can tolerate your terrible temper. Anyone else would have divorced you long ago!"
"The key question is, are you willing to get a divorce?"
"..."
"Ok?"
Gu Yanli leaned closer, looked at her, and pulled her into his arms. "My darling baby?"
Su Yiran's lips curled up, a smile she never suppressed.
"I can't bear to part with my darling baby."
Even if I were willing to give up my marriage, I wouldn't let you have a divorce.
"You're too domineering. What, you think a marriage certificate can trap me here for the rest of my life?"
"Where else do you want to go?"
"Naturally, it's important to go out and see the world, and broaden one's horizons."
"Oh, so sophisticated, huh!"
Gu Yanli knew exactly what she was thinking, and pinched her cheek in annoyance. "I've never seen such a scumbag woman as you. You're always wanting more than you have. When did you become so shameless?"
"You spoiled him."
Su Yiran smiled at him, "Then, can I, with my thick skin, ask Mr. Gu for a favor?"
Gu Yanli smiled and said, "It's rare for you to invite me. Tell me, what's up?"
"I'm hungry."
Su Yiran rubbed her stomach. "Can Ayan cook something delicious for me?"
"Didn't you eat anything before?"
Gu Yanli touched her stomach, looked at her and nodded, then his brows furrowed. "Su Yiran, are you ignoring what I said? Didn't I tell you to eat something before you go to sleep? You haven't eaten for over twenty hours. Do you really want to starve yourself?"
"..."
Su Yiran looked at him, feeling a little guilty, and muttered softly, "I didn't have an appetite before and couldn't eat anything, but now I want to eat, so why are you being so fierce? If you keep being fierce, I'll just go to sleep. That way I won't be hungry when I'm asleep, and I can save myself a meal."
"Su Yiran, you've gotten quite bold, haven't you?"
"What are you yelling for? One second you were kissing my baby, and now you're calling me by my full name. How can your temperament be so fickle? Okay, okay, I'm not hungry anymore, is that alright?"
"..."
Gu Yanli was amused by Su Yiran's antics. He looked at her intently, then helplessly led her downstairs, handed her a cake, and said, "Eat this to fill your stomach first."
"Just one cake? What if it's not enough?"
"Let me fill your stomach first. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you now."
"There are so many things I want to eat..."
Su Yiran rattled off a list of dishes, and Gu Yanli glanced at her.
"Alright, alright, I like anything you make."
Su Yiran said, "Ayan, you know I'm not a picky eater. I'll eat anything and I'm easy to feed."
"..."
Not a picky eater?
This was the biggest joke Gu Yanli had heard all day.
If she says she's not picky about food, let her out, and who would dare say she's picky?
She's the pickiest eater ever.
"What's wrong with your eyes?"
Su Yiran looked at him innocently, "Am I wrong?"
"Is it right?"
Gu Yanli tapped her forehead. "Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"I'm telling the truth, so why would my conscience hurt?"
Su Yiran patted her chest, then pushed the person into the kitchen, "Stop nagging and go cook. If you keep nagging, I won't be able to eat before dawn."
"understood!"