So he designed Aoshuang and Lan Yuchi to get rid of you. That night, you got drunk and I took you home, and my dad suggested that I create an illusion to force you to be responsible for me. Actually, I was very good at that time.
Hesitation, I think forcing you in this way will only make everyone suffer. But my dad said that if I don’t want to, he would immediately transfer the shares to Lan Feng, so I agreed to him at that time. I cut that night
My fingers dripped blood onto the bed sheet.”
Gu Chun's beautiful eyebrows were filled with regret and guilt, "And, I hope you forgive me."
Ling Ang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her calmly, "Actually, you could not tell me the truth and just hide it from me for the rest of your life. But you would rather bear the charge and choose to confess yourself, how could I blame you?"
Gu Chun smiled sincerely, with gratitude in his eyes, "Thank you."
Ling Ang also smiled sincerely, and gave up all his debts to Gu Chun over the years.
"By the way, Gu Chun, I hope you can do me a favor."
“Though said.”
"I have secretly mobilized Australian funds and planned to issue 30% of the shares, so that the proportion of shares in everyone's hands will be diluted. Even if your father gave the shares to Lan Feng, the shares in Lan Feng's hands will not be enough to exceed the overall one.
50%. Now things are almost going well. I hope you can hold your dad back and let me buy some time before success. In this way, I have a way to deal with Lan Feng.”
Gu Chun agreed readily, "Don't worry, I will do my best to hold my dad."
Wang Aoshuang stood in front of the hotel window, silently looking at this world-famous international metropolis.
The prosperity of this city forms a strong contrast with the desolation in her heart.
After being in Italy for so many days, she stayed in the hotel every day and didn't dare to go out.
Because her tears always fall without realizing it, her face is often covered with tears.
Walking on the street, she was really afraid of affecting the noise of the city.
Today, she still repeats the clip from the previous few days, staring blankly at the city beneath her feet in a daze.
Until the night fog fell, she still maintained the same position.
Milan, with the lights on the first place, is colorful and dazzling.
But her room was dark, and it seemed like there was a mist all around her, hazy, and it seemed infinitely lonely.
The knock on the door woke her up from the silent space.
She was a little surprised, why would anyone knock on the door at this time?
But she felt it should be room service, so she quickly wiped away her tears and walked out and opened the door.
The door slowly moved away...
In the dim space, a hand-painted face appeared in her sight. Under the hazy light and shadow, the face was like a beautiful angel in an Italian church.
At this moment, he was looking at himself with mixed emotions, his crystal eyes full of unstoppable emotions.
She felt that the blood in her body condensed in an instant, and she looked at the person in front of her in a daze.
But she still couldn't believe it, thinking that she was too sad these days and her mind became chaotic.
She quickly shook her dazed consciousness and looked carefully, feeling that the face in front of her became clearer and clearer.
Then, a familiar breath floated over, and a pair of slender hands wrapped her up and hugged her tightly in her arms.
Only at this moment did she realize that all this was not an illusion.