The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Chapter 1262 Yun Rui's sincerity: What kind of entanglement is this?

He retracted his gaze and opened the interview outline: "Professor Gu, we plan to make this interview into a series of reports. We want to not only show your scientific research results, but also explore the stories behind the scientific research."

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and he continued, "For example, the team building of the laboratory, the talent training model, and..." He paused, raised his head and looked directly into Gu Yunxi's eyes, "What are your expectations for young scientific researchers."

Gu Yunxi frowned slightly, realizing that there was something else in the other party's words.

But her many years of academic career have made her accustomed to dealing with various occasions. She pushed her glasses and answered calmly: "My team is centered on a rigorous scientific research attitude. For young researchers, I hope they can look up to the stars and keep their feet on the ground..."

The interview went smoothly, and Gu Yunxi couldn't help but secretly admire Qi Ruixiang's professional questions. But when he suddenly asked about the impact of Lin Xu's study abroad on the laboratory, Gu Yunxi's hands trembled noticeably.

"Lin Xu's departure does require some time for the lab to adjust," she said softly, "but it is also an important step for him to pursue his academic dream."

After the interview, Qi Ruixiang was not in a hurry to leave.

He paced in the laboratory, pretending to admire the sophisticated instruments, but in fact he was looking for an opportunity to be alone with Gu Yunxi.

"Professor Gu," he picked up the tweezers that Lin Xu often used, "This tweezers model is very special, is it imported?"

Gu Yunxi looked at the tweezers in his hand, and the past came flooding back. She took a deep breath: "Lin Xu specially ordered it from abroad, saying that it can improve the accuracy of the experiment."

Qi Ruixiang chuckled and put the tweezers back in place: "It seems that he is really attentive." He turned to face Gu Yunxi, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, "But now, maybe there should be a more suitable person to help you share these trivial matters."

Gu Yunxi looked at him and suddenly understood his intention. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Mr. Qi, let's focus on our work."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the laboratory table and began to organize the instruments. Her figure with her back to him seemed particularly distant.

Qi Ruixiang looked at her back and was not discouraged. He knew that this pursuit under the guise of work had just begun.

When he walked out of the laboratory, he looked up at the sky. The autumn sun was a little dazzling, but it made his fighting spirit even stronger.

He secretly vowed that one day, Gu Yunxi's eyes would only stay on him.

In the following days, Qi Ruixiang frequently contacted Gu Yunxi on the pretext of following up on the report. He would send manuscripts late at night and ask for the explanation of a certain professional term; he would also "happen" to provide connections when the laboratory encountered difficulties.

He grasped every interaction just right, not appearing deliberate yet making it impossible for Gu Yunxi to ignore his presence.

In media reports, Qi Ruixiang demonstrated his professionalism.

As soon as the series of reports was released, it immediately attracted widespread attention in the education community.

Gu Yunxi's name and her scientific research results have spread through major platforms.

But what concerned her more was that the detailed descriptions of her in the reports revealed a different kind of care between the lines.

"Professor Gu, we want to do a special report on scientific research and life in the next issue," Qi Ruixiang said on the phone, "I wonder if you are willing to share some stories outside of work?"

Gu Yunxi held the phone in silence for a long time.

The sycamore tree outside the window rustled, and a leaf fell on her desk.

She looked at the leaf and suddenly realized that Qi Ruixiang was like the autumn wind, quietly changing her originally peaceful life...

Late at night on the top floor of the Media Building, the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows cast fragmented light and shadows on Qi Ruixiang's desk.

He turned the whiskey glass, and the sound of ice cubes hitting each other was particularly clear in the silence. The office door was pushed open, and Yan Wanqing walked in wearing ten-centimeter high heels. The dark red dress outlined her graceful figure, but it couldn't hide the fatigue in her eyes.

"You're looking for me so late, is it about Gu Yunxi's report?" Yan Wanqing sat down on the leather sofa, her crossed legs swaying gently, her fingertips painted with burgundy nail polish tapping on the armrest intermittently.

Qi Ruixiang placed the wine glass heavily on the table, and the amber wine rippled: "Boss Yan, we have worked together for so many years, do you think I am doing this for the report?"

His eyes passed through the gold-rimmed glasses and fell on her delicate makeup, as if he wanted to see through her.

Yan Wanqing chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice: "What else? President Qi really spared no effort in caring for Professor Gu."

She took out a lady's cigarette from her handbag. The moment the flame of the lighter lit up, her pupils shrank slightly. "Or are you doing this for Ms. Qi?"

The air froze instantly, Qi Ruixiang's fingers tightly grasped the wine glass, his knuckles turned white. This name was like a thorn, piercing into the most secret corner of his heart. After a long time, he finally spoke: "What do you know?"

"I know you haven't let it go, and I know you've been investigating secretly." Yan Wanqing blew out a smoke ring, and the smoke swirled under the light. "Although we are half-siblings, don't treat me like a fool."

Qi Ruixiang stood up and walked to the window, looking at the endless stream of car lights downstairs, which looked very much like the rain in his memory on the night his mother left.

Gu Yunqian’s words echoed in his ears: “Some things happened too long ago and will turn into Pandora’s secret…” The other party’s meaningful look at that time still made him shudder when he thought about it now.

"Do you think the Gu family can't see through your purpose of getting close to Gu Yunxi?" Yan Wanqing walked behind him, and the smell of perfume mixed with cigarettes hit her face, "Qi Ruixiang, don't forget, the Gu family is not so easy to mess with."

"So what?" Qi Ruixiang turned around abruptly, his eyes behind the glasses almost paranoid, "I have been looking for her for twenty years. Even if there is only a trace of clue, I will not give up."

His voice was filled with years of suppressed pain, "How can you understand the feeling of growing up watching others have mothers while I don't even have a photo of myself?"

Yan Wanqing's eyes flashed with a subtle touch, but she quickly returned to her indifference: "So you'd rather break the current balance and get entangled with Gu Yunxi?"

"We have feelings for each other, so what's the point of entanglement?" Qi Ruixiang turned his face away, unwilling to look her in the eye, "It's just that in this game, everyone has their own chips." He paused and added, "Including you, isn't it?"

This sentence made Yan Wanqing's body stiffen slightly. She sat back on the sofa and put out her cigarette: "There is an unbridgeable gap between us. You have your obsession, and I have my purpose."

Her voice turned cold, "But I advise you not to play with fire and get burned."

Qi Ruixiang sat down again and poured himself a glass of wine: "How about I fight with you for the family property?" He raised his glass, "Is this what you want?"

Yan Wanqing stared at the wine glass in his hand and suddenly smiled: "Okay, then just pretend I didn't say anything!"

She stood up and adjusted her skirt. "I hope you can get what you want, but don't involve me." When she reached the door, she looked back at him. "Also, Gu Yunxi is not as simple as you think."

The office fell silent again. Qi Ruixiang looked at the shaking wine in the glass, which reflected his distorted face.

He remembered how focused Gu Yunxi was in the laboratory, and the cold look in her eyes when she rejected him.

This emotional tug-of-war that started with the search for his mother has long deviated from its original track, but he can no longer turn back.

I don't know when the rain started outside the window, and the raindrops hitting the glass seemed to be the whisper of time.

Qi Ruixiang took out his phone and flipped to the chat history with Gu Yunqian. The last message was from three years ago: "When the time is right, I will tell you more."