SFS Chapter 1209 Xingyu Wish: Why don’t you keep it?
Chapter 1209 Xingyu Wish: Why don’t you keep it?
The woman froze in place, like a statue, and it took her a long while to come to her senses. She slowly turned her head and unexpectedly met Gu Mingcheng's gaze.
The man raised his chin and said in a low voice, "How about you keep these two urns in your care?"
The woman gasped when she heard that, and her heart in her chest trembled violently.
She stared at the two urns in front of her, her brain went blank, and she had no idea how to answer. Keep the urns? This sudden suggestion was like a heavy hammer, making her dizzy.
At this time, Gu Mingcheng's hand was casually placed on the table, and his index finger tapped the table from time to time, making a rhythmic "tapping" sound, just like the countdown bell of fate.
His hawk-like gaze was fixed on the woman's every move, his eyes full of certainty, as he waited quietly, waiting for the woman to ask him for help.
Sure enough, not long after, the woman's tired voice drifted into his ears.
A soft "Mr. Gu" was like a key that instantly opened the door to Gu Mingcheng's carefully prepared plan. He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of imperceptible pride in his eyes, and waited with interest for the woman's next words.
The woman walked forward with unsteady steps, and fell heavily to her knees at his feet with a plop. The dull sound of her knees hitting the ground was particularly harsh in the silent space.
"What are you doing!" Gu Mingcheng felt as if he had been electrocuted. He jumped up from his seat in an instant like a frightened bird.
But the woman was like a drowning person grabbing at the last straw. She grabbed his trouser legs tightly with both hands, crying with snot and tears. Her miserable cries echoed in the air, moving everyone.
"Mr. Gu, please, save me, save my child!" The woman was crying and looked so desperate, as if Gu Mingcheng was her last hope in this world.
Gu Mingcheng's face darkened, his brows twisted into the shape of a "川" character. After a while, he reached out and helped the woman up from the ground. His tone was cold and cold, without a trace of warmth: "I never interfere in other people's family affairs. Besides, Lao Mo is so smart, it's not like he really didn't leave anything for the child."
These words were like a sharp dagger, piercing the woman's sore spot. Her eyes dimmed instantly, like stars covered by dark clouds.
She bit her lower lip, her fingers frantically twisting the corner of her clothes, her inner entanglement and struggle were revealed in these subtle movements. It can be seen that she was making a difficult decision, hesitating whether to tell the truth to the man in front of her.
Gu Mingcheng raised his wrist slowly to check his watch with an indifferent expression, and said, "If there is nothing else, I'll go first..." After that, he raised his foot to pass by the woman.
Seeing this, the woman keenly grasped the man's intention to leave. Her heart suddenly shrank. She didn't know where she got the courage from, but she made up her mind in an instant and shouted loudly: "Wait!"
Gu Mingcheng paused, turned around slowly, and looked at the woman again. She took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up all her courage. She wiped the tears from her face with her hand and struggled to organize her words: "Mr. Gu, you heard what Xiao Mo said just now. He is full of resentment now. Before he is executed, he will definitely try his best to prevent us mother and daughter from touching those properties in this life. I have no other request, but I hope you can protect my child!"
However, how could Gu Mingcheng, who had experienced many ups and downs and seen all kinds of vicissitudes of life, easily act as a saint who has compassion for the world?
He had a blank expression on his face, his eyes were as cold as ice, he stared straight into the woman's eyes, and said coldly: "I protect your child, so what can you give me in return? You said it yourself, you are an orphan and a widow, it is only a matter of time before you become penniless. You have been with Lao Mo for so many years, I believe you know the ins and outs of the deal very well, right?"
The atmosphere in the private room was as heavy as a lead block, making it hard to breathe.
After a while, the woman followed Gu Mingcheng with light steps and slowly walked out of the private room.
Gu Mingcheng had a stern expression, indifferent to the point of being cruel. He simply raised his chin, cast a glance at Lin Junze, and ordered, "Send her back."
The two so-called urns placed on the table, which had previously attracted everyone's attention, were now nothing more than worthless props in Gu Mingcheng's eyes. From beginning to end, he never even glanced at them again.
As for Lao Mo's real ashes, Gu Mingcheng had already made proper and unknown arrangements in his mind.
The woman sat in the back seat of the car in a daze, looking like she had lost her soul.
The small space in the car was filled with her chaotic breath. Her heart was in a mess, and all kinds of thoughts were surging in her mind like a tide. Her emotions were like a kite with a broken string, and it took a long time to calm down.
She recalled the tearful words she had just said to Gu Mingcheng in the private room, and her heart was filled with anxiety.
Gu Mingcheng only drove one car here today, but now he arranged for this car to take him back. What is the meaning behind this?
How much of what he had said before had he accepted, and what kind of calculations had he made in his mind?
The woman's thoughts were like a wild horse running wildly in her mind. Her right hand subconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turned white from the force, her brows were tightly twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川", and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.
Her body was as tense as a bow ready to be released. She was completely immersed in her own entanglement and anxiety. She didn't notice that Lin Junze in the driver's seat was watching her every move through the rearview mirror quietly.
Lin Junze's gaze is deep, and the eyes behind the lenses seem to be able to see through everything, taking in all the subtle expressions of women.
On the other side, Gu Mingcheng did not go far.
He stood there quietly, his posture as straight as a pine tree, but his eyes revealed a bit of melancholy.
He watched the car driven by Lin Junze slowly drive away, and then waited patiently for the familiar car to turn back again.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the hustle and bustle around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was immersed in his own thoughts.
Finally, the black car slowly appeared in his sight and stopped steadily in front of him. Gu Mingcheng opened the car door, sat in the back seat, and asked calmly, "Did you drop her off?"
Lin Junze met Gu Mingcheng's eyes through the rearview mirror and responded concisely, "Yes." The brief conversation echoed in the small space of the car, but it seemed to carry some unspeakable meaning.
Afterwards, Gu Mingcheng leaned back in the back seat and slowly closed his eyes, as if to shut out the disturbances from the outside world.
Lin Junze started the car, the engine made a low roar, and the car drove steadily on the road.
But strangely, they did not drive towards the Gu family's old house, but turned onto a strange yet familiar road, heading towards a place they had not been away from for many years.
Outside the car window, the scenery flashed by quickly like a slide show. The trees on the roadside became increasingly sparse, and the surrounding environment became increasingly desolate.