CHAPTER 146: CHAPTER 142: I’LL DIE OF ANGER IF NOT ILLNESS!

Gu Qimiao withdrew her scrutinizing gaze and said, "Then I’ll have to go back to the gallery and talk to Teacher Fang about this. If the gallery doesn’t need me for now, I should be able to come over here."

Shen Yanchen frowned and thought for a moment. If Fang Shaobei interfered and didn’t let Gu Qimiao come, that wouldn’t be good. So he said, "I’m free this afternoon. I’ll go with you later."

Gu Qimiao was about to say it wouldn’t trouble him, but he immediately cut off her refusal, saying, "I’ll help you move your things here. I don’t want to waste too much time on this."

Right, a businessman’s time is money. She almost thought he was doing this for her sake.

The painting she brought was placed on his desk, and after tidying up her stuff, he grabbed his car keys and said he would accompany her back to the gallery.

Fang Shaobei didn’t say much. Since Shen Yanchen personally came to take Gu Qimiao, he naturally wouldn’t offend this big client. He nodded with a smile and let Gu Qimiao stay at Shen Yanchen’s place for a long period.

In his heart, he cursed this old fox for his many tricks.

He had initially thought that Shen Yanchen would merely visit Gu Qimiao from time to time using business orders as an excuse, but he never expected that he would directly take her away!

Seeing Gu Qimiao’s empty studio made his heart feel empty as well. When she moved out, her eyes were filled with joy, which made him feel half-bitter, half-relieved.

He was farther from her, but she was closer to the one she loved. Sometimes he truly felt that as long as she was happy, it didn’t matter if he couldn’t be a part of that happiness.

After moving in, Gu Qimiao spent the entire afternoon organizing her things. Shen Yanchen disappeared somewhere, and she was left alone in the office, coming and going as she pleased.

By the time she finished organizing, it was already past five in the afternoon. Gu Moming called, saying he would come to pick her up. Gu Qimiao hurriedly said she had changed locations and then gave Shen Yanchen’s company name. There was no need to hide this from him; he’d find out eventually. If he found out she’d lied to him, he wouldn’t be easy to appease.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Qimiao looked around and decided she’d buy a few small potted plants tomorrow to keep around.

Gu Moming’s shop was not far from here, and with his reckless driving, he’d probably arrive in a few minutes. Gu Qimiao gathered her things, planning to let Shen Yanchen’s assistant know she was leaving. But just as she reached the door, Shen Yanchen came in.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his voice hoarse with exhaustion.

"I was planning to head back..."

He walked to his desk, casually placed the files he was holding, and said, "I’ll take you home."

Gu Qimiao waved her hand, "No need, my brother is coming to pick me up."

Shen Yanchen’s body stiffened, then he lowered his gaze and took a sip from his water cup.

"Then... I’ll be off now."

Shen Yanchen didn’t look at her, only saying, "Mm, just treat it like working at the gallery, coming and going as you please. You don’t need to worry about the company’s rules."

"Oh... then you should go home early too, you look quite tired..."

After speaking, she stood for two seconds, but without hearing his response and feeling awkward, she pushed open the office door and left.

Seeing him work so hard made her heart ache, but she couldn’t help with anything. Even if she couldn’t share his burdens, at least she could massage his shoulders. But she could do nothing.

She stood by the roadside downstairs, waiting for Gu Moming, and he stood upstairs, looking down at her from afar, watching as she was picked up.

He turned his gaze away and looked at the glass room beside him, the disappointment in his eyes vanished, and the corners of his mouth faintly lifted.

No matter what, he was getting closer to her, step by step.

...

As soon as Gu Qimiao got into the car, Gu Moming frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Going to work!" Gu Qimiao replied happily.

Gu Moming’s face turned darker, "What work?"

She joyfully explained, "Brother Yan Chen ordered a batch of paintings from the gallery, so they let me transfer here temporarily for easier communication in the future."

Upon hearing this, Gu Moming’s brows furrowed deeply, and he immediately said, "Decline it!"

Gu Qimiao looked at him with disdain, "Why should I decline?" This was a rare chance to get close to him; she’d be crazy to turn it down.

Gu Moming frowned, using his parental tone to scold her, "Did you forget what I told you?"

Gu Qimiao’s smile faded, and she fell silent. Of course, she remembered. He always reminded her that she and Shen Yanchen were not from the same world. She was just an ordinary girl with a strange illness, while he was a favored son of heaven, desired by all. "Worlds apart" probably best described the difference between him and her.

But she just simply wanted to spend more time with him, even if they would eventually separate.

She turned her head to look out the window, somewhat awkwardly saying, "I remember... but please just leave me alone. I know what I’m doing. Why don’t you think about yourself? When are you going to settle down?"