CHAPTER 419: CHAPTER 259 CONSPIRACY_2

"Of course, I believe you." Bei Ran’s eyes were tear-filled at this moment, "You’ve been my only kin for a long time."

Listening to her words, Gu Qingchen’s throat tightened. Perhaps she had hidden her feelings too well, so much that he hadn’t noticed them, and yet he was about to discuss divorce with her!

"I’m sorry, my dear..." His voice was husky.

"But I’ve never blamed you!" Bei Ran laughed instead, "Aren’t we still together now? A marriage certificate is just a piece of paper after all!"

She comforted him instead, which made Gu Qingchen feel even worse.

"My dear sweetheart..." Gu Qingchen held her tight, "Look at what a wonderful dear I have found..."

"So, you mustn’t fall for Shen Qingya!" Bei Ran stretched out her delicate hand at this moment, tapping his prominent nose, "She is indeed a woman of both talent and beauty!"

But Gu Qingchen just smiled lightly!

Under the moonlight, his smile was exceedingly open and honest!

In fact, Shen Qingya was already a thing of the past!

Even though she now appeared under a new identity, Bei Ran had long been the indispensable woman in his life!

"What are you laughing at?" Bei Ran was puzzled, "I’m telling you, Shen Qingya is exactly your type..."

"My type?" Gu Qingchen then released her, leaning his body back slightly and propping himself on the sand.

The bright moonlight cast upon his nearly devilishly handsome face, sculpting an unearthly aura.

"Of course!" Bei Ran nodded seriously: "She is talented, somewhat aloof, beautiful yet high and mighty. The key is her temperament, it attracts you!"

Gu Qingchen spoke earnestly, "There’s a life called ’the everlasting trickle’, a realization called ’never leave nor forsake’, and a sentiment called ’live through adversity together’. My dear, I’m a 35-year-old mature man, do you think I would squander a relationship like this?"

His everlasting trickle, belonged to her.

His never leave nor forsake, belonged to her.

His live through adversity together, belonged to her.

His 35 years of maturity, belonged to her.

"Yes, you belong only to me!" Bei Ran laughed heartily, then threw herself onto him, and the two rolled together.

...

The next morning.

Zhuang Shengxian called Gu Qingchen, he had accidentally taken Bei Ran’s coat back home from the restaurant the night before.

"Qingchen, how is Miss Bei doing?" Zhuang Shengxian hadn’t slept all night, although he knew Gu Qingchen was looking after her, he was still very worried.

Gu Qingchen was already on his way to work, driving, "She’s fine, she’s a kind girl! Director Zhuang, let’s talk about some things face to face!"

"That’s exactly what I intend!" said Zhuang Shengxian, "Let’s arrange a time to meet."

...

Earth Wedding Company.

Bei Ran came to work early only to see Ning Shuhui had arrived!

"Mrs. Zhuang, good morning!" Bei Ran greeted her with a smile.

Ning Shuhui seemed to have slept poorly, "Miss Bei, did you and Shengxian discuss the wedding planning details yesterday?"

"Director Zhuang hasn’t spoken about these yet!" Bei Ran invited her to sit down, "Mrs. Zhuang, would you like milk tea or coffee?"

"I’ll have milk tea!" said Ning Shuhui, "I’m planning to get pregnant, so I shouldn’t drink coffee..."

"Congratulations, Mrs. Zhuang!" Bei Ran asked Wu Kang to prepare the milk tea.

Wu Kang brought in the milk tea, "Mrs. Zhuang, please!"

"Sister Ran, here’s your chocolate milk tea!" Wu Kang handed it to Bei Ran.

Bei Ran took it and had a sip, then asked Ning Shuhui, "Mrs. Zhuang, does it suit your taste?"

"Not bad! Thanks..." Just then, Ning Shuhui’s cell phone rang. She rummaged through her handbag for her phone, but accidentally pulled out a wallet instead.

The wallet fell to the ground, scattering open, and inside there was a photograph.

It was of a young and handsome man; Bei Ran recognized him at a glance—it was the man in the photo with her mother!

Although she was mentally prepared from the night before, her heart still skipped a beat upon seeing it now.

At this moment, Ning Shuhui, not caring about her continuously ringing phone, hurriedly picked it up: "Oh no, I took the wrong wallet this morning, I took my husband’s..."

This meant, the owner of this wallet with a handsome photograph—was Zhuang Shengxian.

Although Bei Ran was mentally prepared, she hadn’t expected things to come about so suddenly.

If Zhuang Shengxian really was her biological father...

"Miss Bei, Miss Bei..." Ning Shuhui called her several times.

Bei Ran snapped back to reality, looking at her: "Director Zhuang was quite handsome in his youth! But why has he changed so much now?"

Ning Shuhui was very protective of her husband, "I don’t know why he changed so much, but I think, although he was handsome and dashing when young, he’s not as mature and charming as he is now!"

Bei Ran could tell that Ning Shuhui really cared about Zhuang Shengxian, no one could say half a word against him, even if it was meant kindly, it would provoke her rebuttal!

Well, to each their own taste, Bei Ran simply smiled lightly, not continuing the conversation.

Ning Shuhui quickly stood up, "Miss Bei, I must go now, I have to deliver the wallet to my husband!"

"Alright!" Bei Ran saw her off: "Mrs. Zhuang, take care!"

After Ning Shuhui left, Bei Ran fell into deep thought, was Ning Shuhui alright? If she took the wrong wallet by accident, not intentionally, it was possible!

But what if she did it deliberately to show it to Bei Ran? What then was her relationship with that mysterious person who sent the email? Why would Ning Shuhui do such a thing?

...

Ning Shuhui went to the hospital and gave the wallet to Zhuang Shengxian.

"Husband, I’m sorry, this morning when I was putting wallets in my bag, I put yours in my pocket instead!" Ning Shuhui looked at him.

Zhuang Shengxian, full of concerns, simply nodded lightly without saying much.

"What’s wrong, husband?" Ning Shuhui approached him.

"It’s nothing..." Zhuang Shengxian looked at her: "Aren’t you off today? Go have fun!"

"But I see that you’re upset..." Ning Shuhui looked at him worriedly.

"I’m fine!" Zhuang Shengxian changed into his doctor’s coat, "I have a consultation and surgery this morning, I’m going to a meeting first."

Ning Shuhui wanted to say more, but he had already disappeared into his office.

Ning Shuhui felt a bit sad; she went to Shen Qingya’s office.