Indeed, the orange cat, or rather, little tiger, was a coward. It truly picked on the weak and fawned over the strong, and it even knew how to flatter. What a silly tiger face!
Tuantuan quickly settled into the Gu residence. Everyone adored the beautiful and cute little mistress. It wasn't until dinner time that Tuantuan suddenly remembered she had to go home. She'd been at school all day and hadn't returned home, and her mother hadn't even looked for her!
Tuantuan grew nervous. She felt her mother must be angry, so she immediately found a phone and called her.
Ye Wan was drinking in a private room. She knew Gu Yunting would eventually discover Tuantuan was his daughter, so she assumed Tuantuan was with him now.
Therefore, she had nothing to worry about.
Even though Gu Yunting had been heartless back then, he seemed to be good to Tuantuan now.
However, thinking of Gu Yunting's leg injury and what Gu Ye had said, her heart ached unbearably. Why had he jumped into the sea with her all those years ago? He didn't have to do that. Why did he have to do something to make her suffer?
Ye Wan didn't answer her daughter's call. As she drank herself into a semi-conscious state, the door to the private room was pushed open, and a tall man walked in. He approached her, picked her up, and Ye Wan, smelling his familiar and crisp pine scent, buried her face in his chest and said, "You're here."
"If I hadn't come, what would you have drunk yourself into? How old are you, and you still don't make anyone worry." The man's voice was magnetic. His white shirt made him look elegant and peerless. His handsome features, high nose bridge, thin lips, and sharp jawline—every part seemed like the most perfect creation of heaven.
"It's you, Ling Ming, why are you here?" Ye Wan finally came to her senses. It was Ling Ming. Wasn't he in Europe negotiating? Why was he here?
"What, you don't welcome me? I missed you all. I came straight here after finishing my business." Ling Ming lowered his head, looking at the little cat in his arms. His eyes were deep like the sea, a rare shade of dark blue, like gemstones that seemed to draw people in.
"No, I can walk myself. Put me down first." Ye Wan fidgeted uneasily.
Even after more than six years, she still couldn't accept intimate contact with other men. At most, she would support Ling Ming's back and arm, and they rarely held hands. Being held like this was even more rare. She truly couldn't accept this.
"You want to walk unsteadily? I'd have to support you anyway. Let's go, I'll take you home." Ling Ming said with a cold expression and then carried her out of the bar.
Ling Ming was the eldest of the Ling family, the first child adopted by Old Master Ling. Even though there were others older than him later, he remained the eldest brother, responsible for everything concerning the five Ling siblings. This was how he developed a stern, unsmiling personality. He rarely smiled; Ye Wan had only seen him do so fewer than three times.
Everyone feared him, including her.
Yet, the two of them had become boyfriend and girlfriend, or more accurately, fiancés. The engagement had been arranged by Old Master Ling years ago. She felt indifferent towards love at that point, so she agreed.
Then, the two of them began to raise two children together. Tuantuan was her child with Gu Yunting, and Yuanyuan was the child he brought back. She didn't know who Yuanyuan's mother was. Ling Ming never said, and she never asked. Now, she had long since accepted Yuanyuan as her own child.
Ye Wan's consciousness drifted, her eyes were unfocused, giving her a unique and captivating beauty.