Chapter 1318: Honey, I’m Home
The man’s screams were still going on when, at a look from Gu Feimo, Yang Tao somehow produced a towel from somewhere and stuffed it into the man’s mouth.
The bar fell silent in an instant. Gu Feimo wrapped an arm around the girl in his arms and strode out openly.
...
At Imperial Group, Gu Beicheng was seated in the chairman’s spot on the rostrum.
The people below all sat up straight as they discussed. Even though it was late at night, not a trace of fatigue showed on their faces.
"Time’s up. Now I’d like everyone to lay out their views in detail." Standing beside Gu Beicheng, Chi He said in a low voice.
The room instantly went quiet. It was clearly the dead of winter, yet everyone’s face was practically beaded over with sweat.
"Seventh Young Master, I think..." Following the usual order, without needing Chi He to call on anyone, someone had already stood up.
Everyone knew just how important a meeting was when the Seventh Young Master was present.
Some people had even been nervous for a whole month leading up to today’s meeting.
The Seventh Young Master’s time was too precious; nobody dared waste even a single second of it.
Gu Beicheng sat in the main seat, his expression ordinary, but at least normal.
The speaker’s gaze almost didn’t dare move away from his face.
Maybe even the slightest change in his expression would be enough to affect the happiness of their entire future.
In the conference room, the tension was such that everyone could almost only hear their own heartbeat.
But over in the apartment, Xia Yinian had prepared everything and was lying comfortably on the bed.
Tonight she didn’t want to think about anything, and didn’t want to do anything else.
Aside from waiting for her man to come back so she could have a good time with him, nothing else could stir Xia Yinian’s interest.
Only, ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes... a full hour passed, and the door still showed no sign of movement.
The girl lying on the bed strewn with roses had, at some point, already fallen asleep.
After dealing with the decisive matter, Gu Beicheng no longer bothered with the people inside and strode out.
Thinking the Seventh Young Master was displeased with something, everyone’s faces instantly went ghostly pale.
But who could have imagined that the Seventh Young Master had a date with a beauty.
Thinking of the way his little girl was waiting for him in that room, Gu Beicheng unconsciously quickened his pace.
He reached up and unfastened two or three buttons of his shirt to accommodate his slightly abnormal breathing.
The very same Seventh Young Master who had been so stern just now that no one could bear it, was no different from some inexperienced, yellow-haired kid when he returned to the apartment.
He raised his hand, wanting to knock, but paused.
It had been over an hour; he didn’t know if the girl inside had fallen asleep.
He gently turned the door handle, and a fresh floral scent rushed out to greet him.
Gu Beicheng took a deep breath, his whole body and mind relaxing.
Honey, I’m here... the man said silently in his heart.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Gu Beicheng curved his lips, closed the door, and walked in.
The living room was quiet and still. Other than two additional vases of red roses, there were no other changes.
Unable to find the figure he wanted, he continued forward, heading for the closed master bedroom door.
Xia Yinian had a dream. She was lying in a courtyard filled with big, bright red roses, happily waiting for something.
It was a sunny morning, with little birds chirping and singing all around.
The azure sky was cloudless, and from time to time she caught sight of little birds, butterflies, and other insects at play.
Life had never been so unhurried, carefree and without worry; everything seemed perfectly ideal.
Suddenly, a face even more handsome than the roses appeared before her eyes.