Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

“Everyone, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”

Everyone stood up and watched as Mr.
Chen left.

Mr.
Chen walked to the door of the room and reached out to open it.
He looked back at Gu Zhou with a complicated expression, but he quickly retracted his gaze and walked out.

After Mr.
Chen left, only four people were left in the room.

Gu Zhou sat there in disappointment.
He had never been an emotional person, let alone sentimental.

In the past, he had always thought that everything was his brother’s fault, but later on, he realized that he had always misunderstood his brother.
His brother had always cared about him and even wanted to find Old Master Qin to treat his illness.

He really hoped to find his brother as soon as possible so that he could reconcile with him.

Qiao Nian sat down beside Gu Zhou.
She could feel the sadness emanating from Gu Zhou.
She reached out and held his hand, comforting him in a low voice.
“Don’t worry, we’ll definitely find Big Brother in the future.”

Gu Zhou retracted his thoughts.
His gaze fell on Qiao Nian’s face and he nodded seriously.

…

Rolls-Royce.

Mr.
Chen sat in the back seat.
He turned to look out of the window.
His hands were trembling slightly, and his heavy breathing indicated that he was uneasy.

He clenched his fists tightly and closed his eyes to hide the turbulence in them.
He heaved a sigh of relief.

When he opened his eyes again, they were calm.
They were no longer as turbulent as before.
He looked as if he had seen the vicissitudes of life like an old man.

The man sitting on Mr.
Chen’s left said, “It’s indeed been a long time since we last met.”

“Yes.” Mr.
Chen’s lips curved up slightly, but it quickly disappeared.
He turned to look out of the window.
The hotel kept retreating and quickly disappeared from his sight.

Mr.
Chen sighed.
In the blink of an eye, six years had passed.
He said in a low voice, “He looks much more mature than before.
He actually looks like a human.”

Mr.
Chen still remembered the person from his youth.
He looked cold and lifeless.
If he didn’t still have a temperature of 36 degrees Celsius, he would have suspected that he was a walking corpse.

He paused for a moment and continued, “It’s all because of Nian’er’s efforts that he’s like this now.”