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Gong Nanling wrung a hot towel over to wipe Gu Mengmeng's face.

Gu Mengmeng's face was as pale as snow. She hadn't eaten for a few days, and her face looked increasingly emaciated. Her exquisite facial features became even more three-dimensional, and her pair of clear, black almond-shaped eyes seemed even larger.

Her long eyelashes curled up without blinking, her eyes somewhat unfocused. Who knew what she was thinking about?

"Mengmeng …"

Gong Nanling called her gently and gently, rubbed her face.

"…"

Gu Mengmeng pursed her lips, which had lost their color, and did not respond to him.

Gong Nanling looked at her in heartache. The pain in his chest and abdomen was menacing, but his determination to be with her was getting stronger and stronger.

After washing her face, he wiped her hands again.

Finally, he brought a fresh hot water basin, wiped her feet, and put on a new pair of socks.

Although he was a bit nervous, Gu Mengmeng didn't resist, and the whole process went smoothly.

After he was done, Gong Nanling sat on the chair in front of the sickbed. He lowered his head and looked at Gu Mengmeng's face with a gentle gaze.

"Mengmeng, are you feeling better today?"

"Mm …"

Gu Mengmeng pursed her lips and snorted softly.

"…"

Gong Nanling suddenly didn't know what to say after he asked that.

Gu Mengmeng did not take the initiative to talk to him.

The air in the ward became awkward.

Even though the two of them already had intimate relations with each other, their complicated relationship still made them feel a little uncomfortable.

After a while, Gu Mengmeng blinked her long eyelashes and closed her almond-shaped eyes.

Gong Nanling quickly reached out his hand and tucked her in. Then, he quietly sat for a while.

The sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

He couldn't bear to get up and leave.

Lu Jinhui agreed to let them stay together. Other than wanting him to let Ning Family initiate contact with the marriage contract, he also didn't want him to interact too much with Gu Mengmeng.

In this short period of time, he was worried that Lu Jinhui would discover them.

As long as he could catch a glimpse of Gu Mengmeng every day, he would be satisfied.

"Mengmeng, I'm leaving. I'll come see you tomorrow."

He walked to the door and came back to reality. He looked at the sleeping Gu Mengmeng and whispered to her.

Gong Nanling returned to his apartment and just two minutes after he sat on the sofa, his phone rang.

Ye Zichen frowned, glanced at the number on the phone and considered it for two seconds before placing it on the tea table in front of the sofa.

Buzz buzz.

His phone vibrated on the glass tea table, making him feel more and more noisy.

He stood up and went to the bedroom to get his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Warm water poured down from the top of his head, yet the worry in his heart could not be washed away no matter how hard he tried.

He scooped up a handful of hot water, buried his handsome face in it and rubbed it vigorously. It was as if he wanted to wash away all the worries in his heart.

His belly was full of melancholy, but it could not be washed away.

He dried his hair and left the bathroom, returning to the sofa once more.

The screen on his phone had turned dark. He touched it lightly and two messages popped up.

One was to remind him that there were three missed calls.

There was also a WeChat reminder message.

Three missed calls, all with the same number.

The owner of the number was precisely Ning Qianyu, who he didn't know how to face.

Gong Nanling rested his elbows on his legs, while his handsome face, which still had a hint of moisture in it, tensed up. He looked at his phone, not having the slightest intention of dialing back.

Ye Zichen clicked off the communication menu and scanned his WeChat.

[Nanling, it's your birthday the day after tomorrow, where are you planning to spend your days?]

My birthday?

Gong Nanling was slightly shocked. He scratched the hair on the back of his head and frowned.

He opened the 'Calendar' menu on his phone and checked it carefully.

[It really is the day after tomorrow.] Look at how busy I've been these past few days, I've even forgotten my birthday.]

However, he was not the least bit excited or happy.

The current him didn't even have the mood to have a birthday.

He really wanted to pretend that he did not see the message and ignore it. However, he recalled that if he wanted to be with Gu Mengmeng, he must let this person go.

Again and again.

He typed it back and forth several times before finally sending a complete message.

[There have been a lot of group affairs lately. I'll have a casual meal with my family for my birthday this year.]

The other party seemed to be waiting for his reply.

He had just sent the message when the other party replied.

[All right.]

These two simple words were suffused with an incomparable loneliness and disappointment.

Gong Nanling thought about it and replied again.

Ning Qianyu, thank you. I know you're good, and you're good to me. But, I'm sorry, the emotional truth cannot be forced, and I hope you can understand.]

After sending it, Gong Nanling felt uneasy.

Ning Qianyu should know what he meant, he thought.

If she did not agree to break up, he thought of continuing to persuade her.

Unexpectedly, he waited for a long time, but the other party never replied.

Sometimes silence is more terrible than outburst.

Silent resistance is more overwhelming than a vocal struggle.

He frowned and walked to the French window.

The night was sparse.

The wind in the air was a little chilly.

As he jumped into the distance, he saw all kinds of neon light that decorated the night in Yunjing City.

For some reason, when he saw those flowing lights, he felt that it was somewhat desolate.

"..."

The next day.

Gong Nanling woke up early in the morning and had a casual breakfast. He then headed to the headquarters of the 'Wu Steel' corporation.

When Lu Yiyao left, he had been busy for a long time.

At 9 AM, there was a meeting of the upper echelons.

The issue was the official launch of the T2 project.

Hee Shen also came over as the person in charge of the Lin's. Fang Qingchuan, who was temporarily replacing Gu Mengmeng, also came along with him.

Fang Qingchuan graduated from Z Nation's Capital University and has worked in the Lin's Group for three whole years.

Logically speaking, a talent like her should be able to find a good job in the imperial city. Unexpectedly, after graduation, she didn't stay in the imperial capital. Instead, he chose to enter the Yunjing and joined the Lin's Group.

Her current position in the corporation was neither high nor low, and she held the position of Marketing Department Manager.

Hee Shen only asked her to come as a temporary substitute.

After all, Gu Mengmeng's position was lower than hers by two levels.

The assembled executives filed into the conference room.

Hee Shen and Lu Yiyao chatted at the door of the meeting room for a while and then walked in together.

The meeting was chaired by Gong Nanling.

PPT On.

He held the laser pen and stood straight.

He was wearing a blue suit and looked even more elegant and refined.1

Angele stood there for two seconds and started explaining.

His language was precise, his explanations detailed and meticulous. This case was really well done, even Lu Yiyao couldn't help but nod his head.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have finished explaining about the T2 project. Is there anything else you would like to add?"

Gong Nanling put his hands on the edge of the conference table as he looked at the others with a serious expression.

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