CHAPTER 418: CHAPTER 259 CONSPIRACY

But, Bei Ran could not see a trace of the handsome, dashing, and stunning presence of the man in the photo from Zhuang Shengxian!

Could a person’s appearance really change so drastically with the passing of years?

Bei Ran was never a heartless person, but having lived for twenty-eight years without a father, having one or not, it was all the same to her.

Therefore, at this moment, she turned her gaze to Gu Qingchen.

After they both grew old, would they also be unable to recognize their original appearance?

Gu Qingchen reached out and held Bei Ran’s hand. Her fingertips were slightly cool, like pale, tender segments of green onion, now with a chill transpiring through them.

He, of course, knew what she was afraid of.

Zhuang Shengxian looked intently at Bei Ran: "Is your mother called Bei Chan?"

Bei Chan was a great beauty, her reflection graced every dwelling by the water, shining like Chan herself.

The wine glass Bei Ran was holding suddenly dropped to the floor.

With a "bang," the crystal-clear wine glass shattered upon hitting the ground, the red liquid splashing in all directions.

The atmosphere in the room plummeted to its lowest in an instant.

Bei Ran’s complexion turned pale; she looked incredulously at the man before her, unable to speak.

Then, she stood up and walked outside.

"Bei Ran—" Gu Qingchen hurried after her.

Zhuang Shengxian also stepped out, and Gu Qingchen quickly said, "Director Zhuang, she’s in a bad mood now. Please don’t provoke her. I’ll come to you later."

"Qingchen, please take good care of her for me, I’m begging you..." Zhuang Shengxian immediately said.

Gu Qingchen nodded and quickly went after Bei Ran.

Bei Ran ran out of the hotel in one breath, wearing only a light blazer and skirt, having left her coat behind in the restaurant.

The bone-chilling wind continuously whipped against her.

She held back her tears, but the rampaging wind kept pouring over her.

She could never have imagined that things would turn out like this...

"Baby..." Gu Qingchen came out after her, taking big strides towards her, pulling her into his arms, "Look at you, what have you become from the cold?"

Bei Ran looked up at him with tearful eyes, "My heart is colder..."

"It’s all my fault, letting your heart get so cold," Gu Qingchen said, looking down at her as he reached out to wipe the tears from the corner of her eye.

"It’s not about you!" Bei Ran shook her head, "I just can’t digest it all at once..."

Gu Qingchen took off his suit jacket and draped it over her.

The winter night was bitterly cold.

His clothes carried his scent with them.

Wrapped in his oversized jacket, a comfortable warmth began to spread through her skin, flowing to every limb.

Gu Qingchen got her into the car and drove to the seaside.

At the seaside in winter, the blowing wind felt even colder.

He held her hands, sitting on the beach.

Gu Qingchen let her sit on his lap, enfolding her into his arms.

The moon was so bright, and the stars as resplendent as ever.

Bei Ran gazed at him: "Qingchen, do you think, could he be my biological father?"

Gu Qingchen was also staring at her, "It’s too early to say! Baby..."

"I am actually very conflicted. I really admire doctors, but I never imagined that a man I admire so much could have left my mother and me for so many years..." Bei Ran whispered, "It’s still very upsetting, but Zhuang Shengxian is quite different from the man in the photo! So, in my heart, I hope it’s not him; I don’t want to tarnish the respect I have for him."

Gu Qingchen kissed her long eyelashes: "Listen to me, did you notice something? First, you received this mysterious email, and Yufeng hasn’t yet found out who sent it, which shows the sender was well-prepared. Then, you took over the wedding planning for Director Zhuang and Ning Shuhui. Whether Director Zhuang is your biological father, we can simply do a DNA test. I’m a doctor, he’s a doctor, it would be effortless. However, what could the ulterior motives of this mysterious sender be?"

"Right!" Bei Ran immediately jumped up, "I’ve been so preoccupied with whether Director Zhuang is my biological father that I almost overlooked the possibility of a conspiracy behind this. Qingchen, no matter how much I think about it, I can’t figure out what the plot could be!"

"There’s a saying, ’Going with the flow,’" Gu Qingchen pulled her to sit down, "Let’s go along with the current and see what they really want to do?"

"Alright!" Bei Ran nodded.

Gu Qingchen embraced her into his arms: "I’ll talk to Director Zhuang, do you trust me?"