Chapter 13: Need a Driver
In the evening, the family gathered for dinner.
Gu Chacha glanced at He Huanhuan and asked casually, "Big Sister, I heard things are going well with Han Mo?"
Hearing her words, Gu Jinghan immediately started making exaggerated faces at He Huanhuan.
Ha! Didn't he say it before?
Gu Chacha was definitely going to stir things up with her!
He Huanhuan couldn't be bothered with him. She looked up and asked Gu Chacha, "Who told you that? Who the hell is spreading rumors about me? Speak up! Who's making up lies about me?"
Her eyes were wide with anger, staring intently at Gu Chacha, making the latter falter mid-sentence: "Uh, I just guessed it myself... Big Sister, don't be mad..."
He Huanhuan shot her a disdainful glance. "Don't overthink it. My business is none of yours."
......
What was she being so arrogant about?
Gu Chacha suppressed her rising anger and turned to Old Mr. Gu. "Dad, guess who I ran into today?"
Old Mr. Gu played along. "Who?"
"Liang Ye!"
Gu Chacha smiled lightly. "He heard about Big Sister's situation and felt really sorry for her. He said she must have had a hard time in the past..."
"Liang Ye? Which Liang?"
At the mention of the surname Liang, Old Mr. Gu's expression shifted instantly.
His eyes locked onto Gu Chacha as he pointed mysteriously toward the ceiling. "Are you talking about that Liang?"
Gu Chacha winked and smiled. "It was set up through Fufu~"
The moment he heard it was through Song Zhuo's introduction, Old Mr. Gu knew it was definitely that Liang family.
The Song family had quite the connections in that regard.
He immediately forgot about dinner and hurriedly pressed Gu Chacha, "He asked about Huanhuan? What did he say?"
But Gu Chacha didn't elaborate. She only vaguely replied, "He just said he felt bad she had a tough time and mentioned that if she's free, they could have a meal together."
"He must eat! He absolutely must eat!"
Old Mr. Gu, having imagined something in his head, was suddenly flushed with excitement.
He shot up from his seat, trotted over to He Huanhuan, and grabbed her hand. "Huanhuan, you need to take this meal seriously, understand?"
"Why?"
He Huanhuan hadn't followed their exchange at all. What were they even talking about?
Why was pointing at the ceiling making him so worked up?
Old Mr. Gu pointed upward again. "That's the Liang family!"
His excitement was like a eunuch in a Qing dynasty drama.
"They're like royalty!"
"She's like a princess!"
......
He Huanhuan couldn't help but chuckle, imagining Old Mr. Gu making exaggerated gestures with a lispy tone.
Gu Chacha, sitting across the table, watched He Huanhuan laugh carefreely.
She sneered inwardly. A country bumpkin playing all high and mighty.
Hearing that the Liang family had ties to the upper echelons of power, she was still laughing all the same.
But she was desperate to get rid of Liang Ye, and she secretly hoped He Huanhuan might actually hit it off with that weirdo...
That would work out conveniently for her.
The Liang family had undeniable, solid influence, but Liang Ye himself was just too stingy. She couldn't stand it.
Still, if the two families could become connected through marriage, hers would benefit.
Even the development of East City would give Old Mr. Gu more say.
It wasn't as if Old Mr. Gu was genuinely kind and wanted to mentor young people!
Old Mr. Gu: Who's old? Who's unkind? Watch your words!
East City was such a huge area that the Gu family couldn't take it all for themselves.
But since the land was in their hands, Old Mr. Gu had absolute authority over who got to join in.
If He Huanhuan successfully won over Liang Ye, the Gu family could easily latch onto the Liang family.
Then everything their family did would be much smoother.
For families like theirs, convenience meant making money faster and more aggressively.
Without He Huanhuan in the picture, she could go ahead and marry Han Mo...
Then Han Mo could follow along with her dad and make money off the Liang connection.
Meanwhile, He Huanhuan would have to struggle, splitting everything fifty-fifty with Liang Ye!
Thinking about that, her gaze toward He Huanhuan softened noticeably. "Big Sister, Mr. Liang is a handsome man. I'm sure you'll like him~"
"You're definitely up to no good."
He Huanhuan turned to Gu Jinghan. "Did she look this fake when she schemed against you?"
Gu Jinghan nodded through tears. "Yes!!"
Every time she smiled at him like that, something bad happened to him!
"Second Brother!"
"Jinghan!"
Old Mr. Gu's disapproving gaze swept over, and Gu Jinghan instinctively shrank back.
Damn Gu Chacha!
Even smiling at Huanhuan still got him in trouble!
The date with Liang Ye was set for the next day. If it weren't so late, Old Mr. Gu would've wanted them to have dinner that very night.
What about Han Mo?
Sorry, kid, his daughter was marrying up now~~
That evening, Gu Chacha lay in bed and texted Han Mo: Want to have dinner together tomorrow?
After a while, he replied: Are you sure it's okay?
A contemptuous smile curled at her lips. He couldn't stand He Huanhuan but didn't want to offend Old Mr. Gu.
Men. Useless, every single one.
Her slender fingers tapped the screen: Big Sister has a date with that Liang family guy tomorrow, so I'll be bored. Don't you want to take me out?
He replied instantly: Liang Ye?
She smirked. Yep.
With her confirmation, he practically responded in seconds: What are we eating?
French cuisine.
Okay.
Setting down her phone, Gu Chacha lay down lightly.
Tomorrow was bound to be interesting.
She set the meeting for He Huanhuan at ten in the morning. At nine-thirty, He Huanhuan pushed her electric scooter out, ready to go.
Old Mr. Gu rushed out to persuade her. "Let Old Tang drive you. Riding an electric scooter doesn't look good."
He couldn't let Liang Ye's son think he didn't care about Huanhuan or didn't want the marriage. That would be a huge loss!
He Huanhuan frowned in disgust. "Drive me? I've been back for days, and you haven't even bought a BYD yet. Now you're acting fake?"
Han Mo couldn't stand her and still bought a car right after that cheap hotpot meal!
That was what you call showing attitude!
Old Mr. Gu laughed sheepishly. "I've been busy and forgot. I'll buy one tomorrow, I promise!"
Busy his foot. He just hadn't bothered.
For the past two years, all the tedious company work had been dumped on Gu Jingchen, and Old Mr. Gu rarely went into the office.
He just hadn't taken He Huanhuan's motion sickness seriously.
Too lazy to call him out on it, He Huanhuan stubbornly pushed her scooter forward.
She wasn't about to suffer for someone else's pride!
Just as she put on her helmet, a deafening roar came from behind the house.
Then a flash of bright red shot straight toward He Huanhuan and Old Mr. Gu!
"Move!"
Gu Jinghan shouted from his motorcycle. "This thing won't stop! Get out of the way!"
"Oh crap!"
He Huanhuan jumped off her scooter and pulled Old Mr. Gu aside.
"Boom!"
Her little electric bike was sent flying!
So was Gu Jinghan in his red motorcycle suit.
He ended up planted face-first in a flowerbed, dizzily pulling off his helmet while still grinning.
"Pretty cool bike, huh? I'll take you for a ride."
......
Did she look like she wanted to die?
"Miss, Master Han has arrived."
A report crackled through the wireless intercom at the gate, and He Huanhuan was surprised. Han Mo?
What was he doing here?
The BYD she had personally picked slowly pulled into view. The window rolled down to reveal Han Mo's cold, expressionless face.
His intense gaze fell upon her. "I heard you have a date today?"
He Huanhuan nodded. "Yeah, what’s up?"
Han Mo got out of the car, walked over to her, and opened the door for her. "Maybe you need a driver."