How I Make Her My Wife/C17 How Gu Yunting Feels
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C17 How Gu Yunting Feels

Jiaang Yue, who had been sitting by the side watching the show, could not help but be shocked by Mu Ziying's logic. He never knew that someone could be so at ease as a third child.

Hence, he interrupted in time, "Miss Lin, the dishes we ordered are almost here. Please take care of yourself and do not disturb us."

Since Director Jiaang had spoken, they could not say anything. They were originally going to leave, but now they were chased away. It was really awkward. Ji Qingyan looked gratefully at Jiaang Yue. She did not expect him to speak up for her and offend Mu Ziying. She had a better impression of him.

Seeing Mu Ziying and the rest leave dejectedly, Lu Qingyan felt an indescribable joy in her heart. She naturally did not want to argue with Mu Ziying anymore. Just listening to her fake way of speaking was already very nauseating.

By the time Mu Ziying and the rest completely leave, the food was already almost ready.

"Then let's start eating. You must be hungry by now." Jiaang Yue said thoughtfully.

"Okay, then I won't be polite." After Jiaang Yue said that, Lu Qingyan indeed felt that her stomach was empty, so she did not stand on ceremony and picked up the chopsticks.

The guests and guests had a hearty meal.

During this time, Jiaang Yue also expressed that if Lu Qingyan was willing, they still had many opportunities to cooperate. Of course, Ji Qingyan could not be more willing. She was also very grateful that Jiaang Yue was willing to give her a chance to give her a rookie who did not have much experience.

After the meal, Jiaang Yue drove Lu Qingyan back home again.

However, Jiaang Yue was still very surprised that Lu Qingyan lived in the villa area, but he did not ask too much. He only told Lu Qingyan to take care of her safety, and then watched her enter the community before leaving. Ji Qingyan was indeed not a simple actress. Jiaang Yue became more and more curious in his heart.

When Lu Qingyan walked to the door of the courtyard and was about to open it, she found that the lights were still on in the room and was slightly surprised.

Logically speaking, Gu Yunting should have already rested due to the cold. Why was the lights in the living room still on?

Puzzled, Lu Qingyan opened the door and saw that Gu Yunting, who should have been lying on the bed and resting, was sitting on the sofa reading.

"Why are you still reading in the living room at this time? You are a patient, so you should rest more. Go back to the room and rest. Don't read anymore." Ji Qingyan was a little angry in her heart. She had clearly instructed him to take care of her. In the end, this was how he took care of her.

As a patient, she needed to rest well to recover faster. She did not expect Gu Yunting to not cherish her so much. When she got old, she would make him regret it to death. Lu Qingyan silently criticized in her heart.

Of course, Gu Yunting did not read in the living room on purpose. He just finished dinner and prepared to read for a while as usual before resting. However, Lu Qingyan did not come back. For some reason, he was a little worried about her. He forgot that he had been reading until now.

This was something that had never happened before, but he did not know what was going on today. Maybe it was because he was sick, but he did not look like himself anymore.

Gu Yunting did not explain too much. He only answered gently, "It's my fault. I will go back to my room to rest. I have been busy for the whole day. You should rest early."

After saying that, Gu Yunting quickly packed up and went back to his room. The whole process was so smooth that Lu Qingyan was caught off guard.

For some reason, Lu Qingyan felt that Gu Yunting was a little emotional, but Lu Qingyan did not have any thoughts about the specific reason.

After a tiring day, Lu Qingyan, who could finally lie on the bed, felt extremely satisfied.

The bed in the house was simply too soft. Lying on it, she felt like she was going to sink into it.

Not long after, Lu Qingyan had already entered a deep sleep and even began to snore lightly.

In the dream, Lu Qingyan saw her grandmother and was in this house.

Her grandmother sat beside her bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw it.

When she first saw her grandmother, Lu Qingyan's first reaction was actually not to be happy. Instead, she felt that all the grievances were rushing towards her. It was as if a volcano had erupted and was about to burst out of her chest.

She did not complain. She just wanted to cry for a while first, so that all of the discomfort would flow along with her tears. When she was almost done crying, her grandmother asked, "My little sweetheart, why are you so sad?"

So she told her everything about her betrayal, being framed, and selling the house out of impulse.

Usually, she didn't dare to tell others about these things. Except for telling Gu Yunting about it before, she had always held it in her heart alone. She was afraid that her parents would let her know and let her go back.

She wasn't willing to let the people who had hurt her live a carefree life like this.

"Sigh, why is my little sweetheart so pitiful? Those people who hurt my treasure are really not things!" Grandma stroked Lu Qingyan's hair and her face was full of heartache. "No matter what my treasure does, Grandma will always support you."

The bed light in Gu Yunting's room was still on. He recalled the male voice on the other side of Lu Qingyan's phone. Who exactly Lu Qingyan went on a date with, even though it had nothing to do with him.

After living under the same roof for so many days, Gu Yunting really liked this stubborn girl who dared to love and hate.

All the ladies he had seen were virtuous, gentle, reserved, and steady. No one could look energetic and full of spirit like her.

Therefore, he was not satisfied with his current condition. He wanted to know more about her.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning had just passed through the window when Lu Qingyan's phone screen lit up. Ji Qingyan always had the habit of sleeping at night and turning off her phone, even if she might forget to turn it off at night because she was too tired. The phone also had an automatic timer to turn off.

"Di, Di, Di..." It was Lu Qingyan's alarm clock that rang.

Last night's date with Jiaang Yue made Lu Qingyan realize that they really met late and were very compatible. Due to his apology for the audition and his true admiration for Lu Qingyan, Jiaang Yue invited Lu Qingyan to play a small role in his new play.

Although it was only to promote the development of the plot, it was indeed a good opportunity for a rookie like Lu Qingyan to show her face.

Quickly putting on her clothes and tidying up, Lu Qingyan, who was ready, prepared to enter the washroom to wash up.

Who knew that halfway through the washroom door, she immediately heard a shout, "Don't come in!"

Lu Qingyan was so scared that she shivered. She was originally in a daze, but now she was completely awake.

It turned out that Lu Qingyan was used to living alone in the house. She was so confused that she thought that she was the only one in the house as usual. She forgot that Gu Yunting was still alive in the house.

This morning, Gu Yunting got up as usual to prepare breakfast for two people. Because it was convenient, he went straight to the bathroom on the first floor. Who would have thought that such an embarrassing thing would happen when he rushed in and forgot to close the door?

Gu Yunting regretted it very much.

He did not know if Lu Qingyan had seen anything. On one hand, Gu Yunting could not help feeling embarrassed in his heart. On the other hand, he was worried that Lu Qingyan would be scared.

Lu Qingyan, who stood at the door and did not dare to move, also felt a burning sensation on her face. She blamed herself for living alone and forgot to knock on the door.

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