Five years later, Mrs. Gu returned home with her child and became a wealthy family

The rain on Gu Jingheng's head was instantly blocked by the umbrella, and his eyes became gloomy and misty.

Then, a cold voice came out even more bitingly: "I told you to leave, can't you hear me?"

Anyone who heard this would instantly feel wronged. Mu Zijin was no exception. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Gu Jingheng, your son is very worried about you. He's afraid that you'll pass out kneeling here. I'm here to persuade you to go back, but I know I can't empathize with you. I'll leave the umbrella here for you. Wait until you feel better and then go back."

After Mu Zijin finished speaking, she placed the umbrella on the steps next to Gu Jingheng and reluctantly held it for him.

But when he turned around and wanted to leave, Gu Jingheng's face suddenly changed. He had always thought that the people who came to dissuade him were only Mrs. Gu and Mu Tianjiao.

Unexpectedly, it would be Mu Zijin.

He had asked her last night and she had said he wasn't coming.

So Gu Jingheng never held out any hope.

But at this moment, after hearing Mu Zijin's voice, Gu Jingheng's heart suddenly trembled. Without thinking, he stood up, picked up the umbrella and chased after Mu Zijin.

Mu Zijin felt footsteps behind him and his expression changed slightly. The next second, his arm was grabbed by Gu Jingheng.

He turned her whole body around, and Mu Zijin screamed and almost fell into Gu Jingheng's arms.

The two stood under the same black umbrella. When Mu Zijin raised her eyes, she was forced to meet Gu Jingheng's deep and dark gaze. His facial features were still tense and he was serious. The way he looked at her seemed to want to suck her into his own whirlpool.

Mu Zijin took a deep breath and said in a daze: "Gu Jingheng you..."

Gu Jingheng suppressed the emotion in his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Mu Zijin, didn't you say you wouldn't come..."

"Sunny day called me..."

Mu Zijin moved her lips and looked at Gu Jingheng's face again: "Gu Jingheng, how long have you been kneeling here? Your knees must be numb..."

Sometimes Mu Zijin felt a little disgusted with her own little mouth, which could not utter a single word, good or bad.

She took a deep breath and saw Gu Jingheng curling his lips and laughing softly, with the smile reaching his eyes.

"Mu Zijin, are you concerned about me?"

"I'm worried about your mental state. Aren't we still going to discuss the next steps of the Tan Sheng project tomorrow..." Mu Zijin coughed lightly.

Gu Jingheng's eyes darkened, and he sneered, "Don't worry, I won't let you down, and the things you worry about won't happen."

His words kept hitting her heart, and Mu Zijin felt a little guilty: "I'm worried about you too. Kneeling like this all the time must be very tiring."

"I know, but I'm just making a meaningless atonement."

Atonement?

Mu Zijin subconsciously looked up at Gu Jingheng: "What do you mean?"

"My brother fell into the sea and died because he saved me." Gu Jingheng smiled with some self-mockery, thinking of the kidnapping that was carefully planned when he was a child because he was targeted by his business rivals, and his brother fell into the deep sea with him in his arms to save him.

He tried hard to lift himself up and got on the boat, but the people on the boat failed to grab his brother in time and he fell down completely.

But the sea rescue team searched for several days but failed to find the body.

Everyone in the family had given up hope of finding the body. Maybe if they couldn't find it, it meant the body had been eaten by fish in the sea.

Since then, the relationship between Gu Jingheng and Mrs. Gu deteriorated. Mrs. Gu always saw him looking for her eldest son. Mrs. Gu became cold and heartless, often losing her temper with Gu Jingheng and training him strictly as an heir.

Gu Jingheng also obeyed it consciously, because he knew that from that moment on he was not living for himself, but for his brother.

As for Gu's father, he died of a sudden heart attack on the plane when he was taking Gu Jingheng on a business trip in previous years.

The deaths of both relatives were related to Gu Jingheng.

How could Gu Jingheng let go of this?

I can't let it go, and I won't let it go.

Mu Zijin looked into Gu Jingheng's eyes, but couldn't read his emotions.

Gu Jingheng's heart tightened, and he said with some self-mockery: "It's nothing. Anyone who gets close to me will become unhappy. Sometimes, I think I am also selfish."