etition, but she would never accept underhanded tactics, so on a daily basis, she only dealt with Jiajia professionally, not even bothering with superficial politeness.Jiajia was very good at setting...Before they were married, she had helped him treat wounds this carefully, but she still lacked experience. She bent over and carefully searched through the medicine cabinet for the right medication.

She stood, he sat, lightly pinching her waist with his hand, and smiled:

"By the time you find me, my wounds will have healed."

"Stop it." He was pinching her, making her itch a little, so she dodged and finally found the iodine and cotton swabs. She turned around happily and had him sit down.

Gu Ruandong took advantage of the situation to hold her in his lap, saying with a bit of mischief, "That's how it is."

Lu Yaoyao's face flushed red: "Shut your mouth and apply the medicine."

Before medicating, kiss first, otherwise you won't be able to kiss after the medication is finished. He lifted her chin with one hand and held her face in his other hand, kissing her.

Lu Yaoyao really didn't mean it, she accidentally bumped his wounded lip with her teeth. It wasn't painful at first, but when she touched it like that, a sharp pain shot through him. He let go of her with a snort.

Lu YaoYao smiled: "So, don't fight, or you won't be able to kiss. What a pity."

She spoke earnestly, lowering her head and dipping a cotton swab in iodine.

"Look up." she commanded.

Gu Ruandong obediently looked up.

She was still taller than him, and when he looked up at her, she gazed at his wound with serious dark eyes. Her hands moved very gently as she applied the medicine, blowing lightly on it at times.

That serious expression and careful movements, as if he were such a precious person, because being loved made him so valuable.

He was touched, reaching out to cup her nape and pressing her face against his. The soft touch was like his heart at this moment. This simple skin contact was enough.

"Doesn't it hurt" she asked.

"It doesn't hurt." He shook his head.

Lu Yaoyao put down the iodine in her hand, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kept her face pressed against his. As she spoke, her breath wafted near his lips, carrying a sweet fragrance.

"Gu Ruandong."

"Hmm"

"Promise me, don't start fights with people easily anymore. You know, any hurt you feel, I feel it too." She was unusually serious and earnest.

"Good." A sudden warmth lit Gu Ruan Dong's eyes. No matter how many unknown dark moments he had experienced outside, in her presence, her light could dispel all darkness.

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At the head of a few people, Baosang went up the mountain to pay respects to Bao Shu very early. In the early morning, the cemetery on the mountain was quiet and peaceful, with only a few birds occasionally flapping their wings from the bushes, breaking the silence.

A line of people in black suits stood solemnly behind Bao Sang. Bao Sang was dressed simply, a black dress shirt paired with tight-fitting black jeans, both feminine and cool. She held a white bouquet of flowers silently in front of her uncle's grave, her eyes glistening but not shedding a single tear.

This cemetery occupies the highest point in this mausoleum garden, nestled amidst mountains and water. It is constructed like a miniature palace, demonstrating the meticulous effort put into burying the person here.

The people behind him placed the flowers and wine they brought in front of the grave, each taking turns to pour wine on the ground and toast to Uncle Bao.

"Master Bao, Bao Sang is out now. You can rest in peace."

"Rest assured, we will do everything in our power to help her restore the glory of Bao's family."

It's funny how this group of people, who project such a fierce and ruthless image to the outside world, are actually loyal and supportive to each other.

Bao Sang walked two steps forward, bent down and placed the flowers in her hand in the middle of the tombstone. She slowly stood up and glanced back at them standing in a row behind her.

A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, the man hadn't come after all.

The Bao family was once extremely influential in the underworld, but their power gradually declined after their matriarch's imprisonment. However, even a dying camel is bigger than a horse. The Bao family still possessed numerous assets, and her father trusted only Gu Ruandong with everything.

He wants to take the right path, but he also has to ask her if she agrees!

At this point, the sun had completely risen from the east, bathing the cemetery in a particularly dazzling light. After paying their respects, the few people present said:

"Let's go, Bao Sang."

Baosang remained motionless. "You guys go back first, I'll stay here with my dad a little longer. Also, tell Gu Ruandong to come here, I have something to say to him."

"That..." Everyone on the big, luxurious boat seemed hesitant. If Young Master Gu was willing to come or listen to them, he would have been here already.

They respect or cherish Baosang, but fear Gu Ruandong more.

Baosang turned back and said, "I'll wait for him until he comes. Otherwise, if he doesn't mind, I can go to the Gus's place to find him, or meet his little wife again."

Chen Xinmin broke out in a cold sweat: "Auntie, please don't provoke that young lady. I guarantee I'll bring Mr. Gu to you today."

Chen Xinmin was the earliest one among this group to follow Gu Ruandong, and he knew him best. He knew that Gu Ruandong's harsh words last night were not just threats; he was a man of his word.

Bao Sang said, “Fine. I just want to have a good talk with him.”

Everyone left the graveyard, leaving her alone to guard it.

A day had passed, the sun had set, and the whole graveyard was shrouded in darkness. Only then did Gu Ruandong appear at the cemetery, his figure gradually becoming clear from a distant dark spot as he stood before the tombstone.

Still acting recklessly, he glanced at Bao Sang and, ignoring him, raised his cup to toast Bao Shu. He poured three cups onto the ground.

Baisang watched him from behind. His black, slender figure almost blended into the twilight, only his bare hands, with prominent knuckles holding a wine glass, stood out, even setting hearts racing.

After finishing his drink, he turned to look at her with a cool expression and asked in a flat tone: "What do you want"

Bao Sang was also dressed in black, and his skin was as white as snow. In the twilight, his face stood out strikingly.

She smiled: "Gu Ruandong, I'm out of prison, you don't seem to welcome me. Let me guess why."

Gu Ruandong looked at her coldly, waiting for her next words.

“I guess the first reason is that I disturbed your little wife The eldest Miss Lu, right Are you truly devoted, or is there another motive Regardless of your purpose, you've put yourself in a passive position, making yourself vulnerable. We in this line fear being exposed, and you should know why I ended up in prison.”

"The second reason, I guess you're guilty and afraid to see me, otherwise you wouldn't have kept my dad's death a secret from me. Why Today in front of my dad, tell me what are you afraid of. Did you embezzle the assets my father left me Or are you afraid that what happened back then will be exposed"

Bao Sang was indeed emotionally moved. Day and night within, she never once regretted her decision.

Gu Ruandong was the person she trusted and relied on most. She thought that when she got out of prison, he would be the happiest person, but the welcome gift he gave her was a warning.

Gu Ruandong bent down and poured her a glass of wine. His tone finally had a hint of warmth:

"The property Uncle Bao left you, I'll keep it safe for you. You can take it anytime, but Bao Sang, I don't want you to go back in there."he kitchen, followed by Shu Tinglan, who was slouching like a child who had done something wrong. Lin Zhiyao was shrewd; with the current state of Shu Tinglan and Zhuo Yu'an's relationship, she didn't...