Ruan Anlan looked at Gu Tingyuan's bright black eyes that made people feel safe, and tried hard to speak, but before her lips could open, her grievances came out first.
Tears rushed out of her eyes, Ruan Anlan trembled her lips, and threw herself into Gu Tingyuan's arms without saying a word.
A dull and heartbreaking wail erupted from his arms.
The person in his arms was twitching, and hot tears flowed down, quickly wetting Gu Tingyuan's white shirt.
He raised his hand, landed it weakly on the back of her head, and patted her gently, which was better than nothing, but still barely comforting.
Gu Tingyuan is not good at comforting.
She didn't know how lethal her tears were to him.
With a dumb voice, Gu Tingyuan said: "Cry. After crying, you are not allowed to be sad about these things anymore."
As long as he gives the order, even if Ruan Anlan is investigating important matters of the United Nations, Gu Tingyuan can dig down and find the answer for her.
But if she didn't speak, he wouldn't take the initiative to intervene and give her the respect and space she wanted.
Gu Tingyuan silently swallowed his suspicion and heartache. He really didn't like the feeling of being hidden from the one he loved.
But he always believed that she had reasons.
After crying for a while, Ruan Anlan raised her head from Gu Tingyuan's arms. Her beautiful and fair face was slightly red, her hair stuck to the sides of her cheeks, and her wet eyes looked as charming as a deer.
Gu Tingyuan silently wiped Ruan Anlan's tears until she said in a hoarse voice: "I'm going to see Feng Yao tonight."
Gu Tingyuan's back was slightly stiff.
Ruan Anlan then continued: "It's about my mother."
Ruan Anlan lowered her long and curly black eyelashes, stained with lingering tears, "These things are very complicated. I haven't figured out how to tell you yet. Just give me some time and space to sort them out. That's it."
Let me keep a little dignity in front of the people I like."
Wry smiles, tears, sarcasm.
Ruan Anlan's sad face appeared at the same time, which was so distressing and sad.
Such complex emotions were intertwined on her little face.
But she still had to stay strong and smile to comfort him.
Gu Tingyuan had never felt that his heart was so soft and fragile.
He pressed hard and hugged the woman in front of him tightly into his arms.
Gu Tingyuan's voice trembled as he said, "Okay."
He said: "Whenever you want to speak, tell me later. There is no rush."
Ten minutes later, Ruan Anlan came out of the bathroom. Her face had returned to its normal whiteness, and her red eyes had faded a little.
She slowly walked to Gu Tingyuan, and Gu Tingyuan took her hand and sat next to him.
Ruan Anlan said: "I met Ruan Anqi yesterday, actually it was about my mother."
Ruan Anlan laughed at herself: "I always felt that I didn't want to tell you. I thought... I didn't want to lose face in front of my favorite man. It would be embarrassing..."
"It's not that it's embarrassing, it should be that... I feel ashamed."
On the one hand, I don’t want Zheng Zhiya’s dignity to be damaged.
On the other hand, I also feel that my complicated financial background is not worthy of Gu Tingyuan, who has a clean background and great wealth.
Ruan Anlan pursed her lips with a bitter smile, "But it doesn't matter if you think about it now. When I figure out the whole story, I will tell you personally. But no matter what other people say, don't believe it, okay?"
The moist eyes stared at him tightly without blinking, making Gu Tingyuan's heart feel as if it was placed in a hot spring, soft and moist.