Chapter 39: Got It
Seeing him concede, Gu Chacha immediately pressed further: “Dad, could you let Han Xuan in on the East City project?”
“Chacha!”
Gu Chengye’s brows furrowed tightly: “Do you even know what you’re saying?”
Gu Chacha bit her lower lip: “Dad, just bring Han Xuan along. He’ll perform well.”
Gu Chengye looked at her: “Do you really think he will?”
Gu Chacha nodded eagerly: “He definitely will. Dad, please give him a chance.”
“Hmph...”
Gu Chengye let out a laugh: “Chacha... you child has no heart...”
“Dad...”
Gu Chacha tried to persuade him further, but Gu Chengye waved her off: “Tell Han Xuan to contact your brother.”
Gu Chacha’s eyes lit up instantly: “Dad! Does that mean you agreed?”
She jumped up in delight: “I’ll go tell Han Xuan right now! He’ll be so happy!”
She ran out cheerfully, only to find that Han Xuan hadn’t left at all.
He was leaning against the car, smoking one cigarette after another.
Gu Chacha strutted over, snatched the cigarette from his mouth, and tossed it away: “It stinks. Don’t ever smoke in front of me again.”
Her tone was light and joyful, making Han Xuan raise an eyebrow: “It worked?”
Gu Chacha’s smile widened: “Dad said to go find big brother. Remember to be a bit more humble with him.”
Han Xuan frowned: “Why do I have to deal with your brother too?”
Gu Chacha grabbed his arm and coaxed him: “The company’s under big brother’s management now, so you’ll have to interact with him sooner or later!”
Han Xuan curled his lip: “But I really can’t stand his attitude! Just like Han Mo—such a poser!”
Still, being able to join the East City project lifted his mood considerably.
Opening the car door, he raised an eyebrow at Gu Chacha: “Want to go to the usual spot to celebrate?”
Their gazes met in the air, and Gu Chacha smiled shyly: “Sure~”
At the dinner table, the four of them sat in silence.
He Huanhuan kept helping herself to dishes, utterly unbothered.
“Sigh...”
Old Mr. Gu sighed: “How did Chacha turn out like this?”
She used to be the most sensible little darling—when did she stop being so warm?
He didn’t know that Gu Chacha had never truly been warm.
Her coquettishness, her thoughtfulness—everything came from her own needs.
Back then, it was to spend the family’s money and enjoy the privileges they gave her.
Later, it was to edge out He Huanhuan and keep playing the part of the good daughter.
So she never lost her temper; she was considerate, filial, gentle, and sweet.
And Gu Chengye was the pillar of the family.
He held the family’s financial lifeline.
Naturally, he was also the first person Gu Chacha had always tried to please.
But in recent days, Gu Chacha had found a new direction—someone willing to spend money to support her and pay for her life.
So she no longer wanted to carefully appease Old Mr. Gu like before.
Old Mr. Gu let out a dejected sigh, and Jiang Yulan sighed along with him.
Gu Jinghan and He Huanhuan couldn’t sympathize at all.
Ever since He Huanhuan arrived at the Gu family, Gu Chacha had targeted her countless times—picking fights, being sarcastic, trying to embarrass her...
Not hitting her was already He Huanhuan’s idea of being polite.
As for Gu Jinghan, he had never liked this younger sister.
He disliked her from the bottom of his heart.
The moment Gu Chacha spoke, he found it unbearable.
He didn’t even know why himself.
Oh no, he knew it now—because this person was not his sister at all!
Gu Chacha was very sensitive by nature and had known since she was young that Gu Jinghan didn’t like her.
So once she was old enough to understand things, she realized her second brother wasn’t someone she needed to win over.
Since they weren’t allies, that made them opponents.
From childhood on, she’d used her sweet and innocent act to set Gu Jinghan up countless times.
She’d made him take the blame for her and get beaten more than once.
Their relationship could only be described as hostile, like fire and water.
So the two of them just ate in silence, completely unable to share Old Mr. Gu’s feelings.
Jiang Yulan wiped her eyes and asked Gu Chengye, “So you’ve decided to let Jingchen take Xiaoxuan on the project?”
Gu Chengye sighed. “What can I even say about that girl?”
After sighing, he stood up and went back upstairs to the second floor to rest.
As for whether he’d take Han Xuan along or not, he never answered.
Meanwhile, at the hotel, Han Xuan and Gu Chacha were already busy at work.
Gu Jinghan’s phone vibrated. He stared at the screen for a long time without saying a word.
“What the hell?”
He Huanhuan glanced at him. “What’s wrong?”
Gu Jinghan frowned. “Why do they keep going to my place to hook up?”
“They’re there again?”
Gu Jinghan nodded. “They’re there again!”
Who would’ve thought that guy Han Xuan, with his lack of skill, would have such a big appetite for it?
He leaned in close to He Huanhuan and asked, “Do you think Dad actually gave in just now?”
He Huanhuan shook her head. “No idea, but it’s none of my business.”
The family business wasn’t under her control anyway, so who got that lousy project didn’t matter to her.
Gu Jinghan smirked. “You really don’t care? Then why’d you interrupt just now when Han Xuan was asking Dad?”
Talking to him in that loud whisper—wasn’t that just to help Dad change the subject?
He Huanhuan defended herself. “I just can’t stand that guy Han Xuan!”
Gu Jinghan teased her with a grin. “Can’t stand him, or do you have a thing for his brother?”
Han Mo had always wanted to be involved in the East City project—that was exactly why the two families had gotten into an arranged marriage in the first place.
Gu Jinghan glanced at He Huanhuan; he didn’t believe she hadn’t been thinking about it just now.
He Huanhuan was silent. She didn’t even know why she’d done that.
Her mind hadn’t finished processing when the words had already come out.
Maybe she just felt Han Xuan wasn’t worthy.
That guy—he didn’t look reliable at all.
Why should he get the project?
Han Mo was obviously a better fit, wasn’t he?
He worked so diligently, and his attitude was always proper.
He...
Anyway, he was more suitable than Han Xuan.
But she knew that Han Mo had already been kicked out of the company. He didn’t have the ability to partner with Old Mr. Gu on his own.
Even if she wanted to help him, it was useless.
Sigh...
She let out a silent sigh. Han Mo, Han Mo—what are you up to?
Three days. They hadn’t seen each other for three days.
No meetings, no chats, nothing at all.
She felt an emptiness in her heart, a strange emotion she’d never experienced before.
It was probably just habit—getting used to him showing up on time every day to take her out and have fun.
Used to the two of them eating, drinking, and messing around with those little trinkets together.
Then buying them all and stuffing them into her room until it was full.
She picked up her phone and opened their chat. The last message was from three days ago.
Han Mo had sent: “I’m home.”
She hadn’t replied.
She tapped the input box, her fingers hovering over the keyboard: “What are you doing?”
She thought about it, then deleted it.
Damn it, why couldn’t she bring herself to send it?
This wasn’t her personality at all.
She was supposed to be the most straightforward person!
Talk to whoever she wants to talk to, delete whoever she doesn't like.
That was the real her!
She pressed her lips together, tapped away at the keyboard, and finally hit send.
[Got it.]