The chief ex-husband won't let go of Yi Xiaobao

Lin Qingran felt a sharp pain in her waist, took a deep breath, and moved closer to Gu Moxuan.

Get a little closer to him so he won't exert any force with his hand.

She carried a faint, delicate fragrance, just like her, making one want to explore her more deeply.

His grip loosened involuntarily.

Gu Yihuai saw Lin Qingran's little actions and a mocking smile flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to see how long their relationship could last.

"Come in quickly, Grandma has been waiting for you at home for a while."

Gu Yihuai spoke with a forced smile, his hands in his pockets, and walked into the house.

Lin Qingran then noticed that his previously bright hair color had been changed to black.

She and Gu Yihuai grew up together almost from childhood. Since they became adults, she had never seen Gu Yihuai with black hair.

She frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled by Gu Yihuai's change.

I just feel that Gu Yihuai with his short black hair looks somewhat similar to Gu Moxuan.

They truly are brothers; I hadn't noticed any similarities between them before.

Now, with the two in the same state and dressed in the same way, they look quite alike.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly felt a pain in her lower back.

Gu Moxuan tightened his grip again.

She frowned slightly; if he kept pinching her like that, her waist would probably be covered in bruises by tomorrow.

Was this man out of his mind today? Or was he deliberately doing this because he was so angry earlier and finally found an opportunity to secretly get revenge on her?

Gu Moxuan gave her a cold glance, his tone low and indifferent.

"Lin Qingran, be mindful of your status."

In the brief moment he looked down, he noticed that Lin Qingran's gaze was fixed on Gu Yihuai.

Her clear eyes held a deep sense of doubt and interest.

She was easily attracted to Gu Yihuai.

It was simply because Gu Yihuai had dyed his hair back to black.

Lin Qingran pursed her thin, rosy lips, glanced indifferently at Gu Moxuan, and remained silent, without engaging in any argument with him.

Grandma Gu was sitting on the sofa in the living room when she saw Gu Moxuan with his arm around Lin Qingran's waist, his head slightly lowered as he spoke to her.

Lin Qingran wasn't short for a girl, but in Gu Moxuan's arms, she looked rather petite and delicate.

Seeing that the two seemed to have a good relationship, Grandma Gu couldn't help but smile.

"I'm home."

Lin Qingran smiled and nodded. In order to get rid of Gu Moxuan's clutches, she took the initiative to walk towards Grandma Gu.

On the coffee table were the gifts she had bought for Old Mrs. Gu.

"Grandma, these are the clothes I bought for you. I don't know if you'll like them."

As Lin Qingran spoke, she opened the gift box, inside which was an antique-style silk coat, blue and white in color.

When Grandma Gu saw the coat, her eyes lit up.

"This is......"

Seeing that Old Madam Gu recognized who made the dress, Lin Qingran unconsciously smiled and said softly.

"Yes, Grandma, I heard you were going back to China a while ago, so I specially asked Mr. Mo to make one for you."

Throughout his life, Mr. Mo insisted on designing clothing with silk. His designs were novel yet elegant and dignified, and they were always loved by the ladies of these high-class families.

However, his health has been poor in recent years, so he has stopped making clothes.

All the clothes that Mrs. Gu wore in the country were custom-made by Mr. Mo.

Now his son has taken over his business, but Mrs. Gu doesn't like wearing the clothes they send her.

As people get older, they tend to become nostalgic.

Grandma Gu was very satisfied with Lin Qingran's gift.

Only Lin Qingran could put in such effort.

“You’re still the same as always in this respect. Grandma loves the gift you gave me. When I’m feeling better, you’ll come shopping with me.”

Lin Qingran nodded with a smile.

Gu Moxuan walked to the seat opposite Old Madam Gu and sat down, his hands still seemingly warmed by Lin Qingran's body heat.

Seeing Lin Qingran in front of Old Madam Gu, she changed her previous indifference, frowned slightly, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Her current smiling, flower-like demeanor, trying to please Old Madam Gu, made Gu Moxuan inexplicably feel displeased.

His deep black eyes were fixed on her, and his thin lips held a hint of disdain.

He absolutely did not believe that she was not scheming for something when she went to such lengths to please the old man.

Lin Qingran never does anything without a purpose.

Grandma Gu held Lin Qingran's hand, overjoyed.

"You've lost a lot of weight lately, child. You need to eat more. Only when you're healthy can you take care of the family..."

As she spoke, Grandma Gu pursed her lips, realizing she had said something she shouldn't have, worried that she might reopen Lin Qingran's wounds.

When Gu Moxuan heard this topic, his hands clenched slightly, and his eyes became colder and sharper.

"Grandma, it's okay, I've let it go."

Lin Qingran smiled, looking completely unconcerned.

Seeing the smile on Lin Qingran's lips, Old Mrs. Gu felt even more distressed, and her displeased gaze immediately fell on Gu Moxuan.

"You made such a big mistake, and you still act all self-righteous. Gu Moxuan, I don't know who taught you this!"

"Even if Qingran doesn't want to have children now, it's because of your sins."

Gu Moxuan frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Lin Qingran pursed her lips, tugged at Old Madam Gu's hand, and said softly.

"Grandma, it's been two years since then, let's not bring it up again, okay?"

"It's not that I don't want to have children, it's just that we're too busy and haven't had the time."

Grandma Gu frowned, looked at Lin Qingran, and said slowly.

"Qingran, Grandma isn't an old-fashioned person. I know everything."

Lin Qingran remained silent.

Gu Yihuai sat to the side with a smile on his face and moved closer to Old Madam Gu.

"Grandma, let the young people handle their own affairs. Why are you worrying about it? They're not young anymore."

"You should worry about my affairs. I'm almost thirty and still not married. I'm afraid no girl will want to marry me in the future."

Grandma Gu was amused by Gu Yihuai's words and said with a smile and a scolding tone.

"You little rascal, now you're getting anxious? Even if no girl wants to marry you, that's your own fault. You're like a melting pot..."

Grandma Gu stared at Gu Yihuai's hair color for a few seconds, her loving expression deepening.

"When did you dye your hair back to its original color? You little rascal, you've finally got a brainwave."

She patted Gu Yihuai's head twice, and Gu Yihuai smiled broadly.

Lin Qingran sat quietly to the side, her gaze falling on Gu Moxuan, and she could clearly see the fleeting disappointment in his eyes.

Gu Moxuan sat opposite, while Lin Qingran and Gu Yihuai sat on either side of Old Madam Gu.

They were all smiles and laughing, while he remained an outsider throughout.

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