"Su Su!" Chu Yanru called out, casting a cold sidelong glance at Su Huan before chasing after her. The small garden returned to silence. Su Huan stretched out her arm and silently hugged Gu Beixian, her heart surging with emotions, something damp blocking her throat. She buried her face in his chest, and tears could no longer be held back. At this moment, her heart was filled with reluctance—to leave him, to not want a divorce from him. She hugged his waist tightly, so tight, yet feeling so helpless inside. Feeling the wetness on his shirt, Gu Beixian lifted her delicate chin, "Crying?" Su Huan didn't make a sound, her eyes red, and pressed her face back onto his shirt. "Don't cry, your eyes will swell if you keep crying," he said softly, patiently coaxing her. Su Huan's throat tightened, "Why are you so kind to me?" Gu Beixian raised an eyebrow slightly, his lips curling with a teasing smile, "Is it just a simple sentence that qualifies as kindness? How easily satisfied our Huanhuan is." "Why are you so kind to me?" Su Huan ignored his teasing and stubbornly asked again. Gu Beixian's gaze darkened a bit, he stroked her head, "The world is perilous, and you don't have a good father to shield you, only a paper tiger mother and a sickly grandmother. With just a widow and an orphan, if I don't protect you, who will?" Su Huan's heart suddenly ached. The more kindness he showed her, the more uncomfortable she felt inside. She asked softly, "Is it worth it?"

She wanted to ask if it was worth it for him to offend the business partners of the Gu Corporation, to offend his future father-in-law, and to offend the childhood friend he was engaged to, all for her. Gu Beixian could tell what she wanted to say and pressed her closer into his embrace, 'From a business perspective, it's indeed not worth it, but if I don't do this, my conscience will ache.' Su Huan didn't say anything, just hugged him even tighter, wishing she could merge with him. That deep sense of powerlessness surged up from the depths of her heart once again, trapping her deeply. Chu Suosuo was right about one thing; she would be reincarnated, winning from the moment of birth. Back at the museum, Shen Yuan bombarded Su Huan with questions as soon as she saw her: 'My brother told me that the handsome guy is called Gu Beixian, the second son of the Gu Corporation, and he's a distant relative of yours?'

For a moment, Su Huan wanted to tell her that the man was her husband, whom she was about to divorce. But she really wasn't the type to spill everything to anyone she met. Even if she did, knowing Shen Yuan's personality, she would definitely ask until she got to the bottom of things. It wasn't a glorious matter, and she didn't want it to become a big fuss. After a moment of silence, Su Huan responded with a faint 'mm' and walked into the restoration room with lackluster interest. She sat quietly in the corner, watching a group of experts from all over the country arguing over whether to use the Southern or Northern restoration methods to fix the holes in the painting. The noise was so loud that Su Huan felt a headache coming on, wishing she could just step in and finish the job herself. She could have fixed the holes in the painting much sooner than they could debate about it. By the afternoon, the meeting dispersed, and the experts went to a hotel for food and drinks. Su Huan left. As soon as she came out, she received a call from Gu Beixian: 'My mom wants to see us, my car is parked at the museum entrance, come over.' After getting into the car, Su Huan asked him, 'Have you been at the museum all day?' Gu Beixian started the car, 'No, I got here an hour ago, the curator had a donation ceremony, just ended.' The two arrived at Qin Shu's wedding dress shop, located in a commercial shopping center in the city. An entire ten-story building belonged to her, decorated very grandly. Qin Shu was definitely a strong woman. They took the elevator to her office. As soon as they entered, Qin Shu warmly greeted them, took Su Huan's hand, led her to the computer, pointed at the design on the screen, and said, 'Mom has designed three sets of wedding dresses for you, take a look, which one do you like the most?'

Su Huan was slightly taken aback, a pang of pain piercing her heart like a needle. She glanced at Gu Beixian and said to Qin Shu with a smile, 'Mom, no, Auntie, I won't need it anymore. Beixian and I are about to get a divorce.' Qin Shu paused for a moment, her eyes showing a hint of sadness, 'Mom knows, I just wanted to give you a wedding dress. No matter who you marry in the future, I want to give it to you.' Su Huan felt both moved and distressed, her heart itching like a cat's scratch. She forced a smile and said, 'Thank you, Auntie, but I really don't need it.' She was slow to warm up to people, and once she fell in love, it was hard to get out. As for remarriage, that was a very distant prospect. Qin Shu seemed a bit displeased, 'Don't call me auntie. Even if you and Beixian get divorced, I am still your mom. If you can't be my daughter-in-law, then be my daughter. I've already drawn the design, spent several nights on it. If you don't want it, it's like looking down on me.' Tears welled up in Su Huan's eyes, she was so moved she almost cried. Unable to persuade her otherwise, she sat down beside her and began to seriously choose. She liked simple and elegant styles, so she chose a white slim-fit dress with a long train, the fabric light and white as clouds. Qin Shu picked up the mouse and asked, 'Are you sure you want this one?' 'I'm sure, thank you, Mom.' 'Then later, I'll have someone come over to take your measurements. Once they're done, I'll arrange for the pattern to be made tomorrow. Wedding dresses take a lot of time to make.' 'Okay.'

Qin Shu picked up the intercom and called her assistant in. Su Huan looked around the office. The office was also Qin Shu's design studio, spacious and bright, with many beautiful wedding dresses displayed against the walls on mannequins. Women's love for wedding dresses is innate, and Su Huan couldn't help but walk over. The impact of the actual items was far greater than that of the design drawings. Su Huan thought these wedding dresses were all so beautiful that she couldn't help but reach out to touch them, the fabric feeling silky smooth. She imagined herself wearing a wedding dress in her mind, her lips curling up, yet feeling a bit sad inside. Three years ago, when she married Gu Beixian, he couldn't stand on his legs, and they didn't have a wedding ceremony, which was always a regret in her heart. As soon as Qin Shu looked up, she saw Su Huan staring at the wedding dresses in a daze and said with a smile, 'If you like it, just try it on. Feel free to try any dress you want, mom will give it to you.' Su Huan's gloomy mood suddenly became lively, her big eyes shining brightly, 'So I can really try it on?' 'Just try.'

Qin Shu smiled gently, her eyes filled with affection and tolerance as she looked at her, as if she were her own daughter. Just then, the assistant knocked on the door and came in, taking the wedding dress off the display model to accompany Su Huan to the fitting room. Putting on a wedding dress was a bit troublesome, so the assistant helped Su Huan get dressed. More than ten minutes later, Su Huan walked out of the fitting room gracefully. The white, slimming wedding dress set off her slender waist and made her stand out like a jade tower. Her small, oval face was clean and symmetrical, with big, watery eyes, cherry-red lips, and delicate nasal bones. The backless design perfectly revealed her beautiful spine and butterfly bones. Looking in the mirror, Su Huan felt she was so beautiful. Indeed, a wedding dress is the most beautiful attire. Gu Beixian crossed his long legs casually and sat on the sofa, watching from a distance with a faint expression, yet a hint of amazement danced in his eyes. Qin Shu walked over, helped Su Huan adjust her skirt, and praised, "My daughter-in-law has a thin waist, long legs, a swan neck, fair skin, and a good temperament. She looks even more beautiful in this wedding dress than a star. Why not be a model for me in the future?" Gu Beixian curled his lips, "Su Huan makes a lot of money restoring ancient paintings. Working as a model for you, how much would she earn in a month? It's a waste of talent." Su Huan remembered that not long ago, she had told him that she made quite a bit of money restoring ancient paintings and even boasted about supporting him, which made her ears turn red. Qin Shu glanced at Gu Beixian disdainfully, "Yes, my daughter-in-law is talented and beautiful, kind-hearted and beautiful, but someone's vision is poor, insisting on getting a divorce." Su Huan said softly, "Don't blame him." Qin Shu chided, "Stop speaking for him. His father does bear some responsibility, but he bears the greatest responsibility."

Su Huan was deeply moved. What kind of fairy mother-in-law is this? Other mothers-in-law are biased towards their own sons, but she is biased towards her daughter-in-law. After trying on the wedding dress, the assistant helped Su Huan with the skirt and went into the fitting room to change. Qin Shu got a glass of water, walked over to Gu Beixian, sat down beside him, silently looked at him for a while, and then said with a slightly sad tone, "You obviously like her, so why don't you find a way to keep her?" Gu Beixian was slightly distracted, picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said absent-mindedly, "My dad doesn't agree. Even if she stays, she'll be unhappy." "My dad may not agree, but with your ability, you can live well without relying on him. In life, one still needs to seek emotional support. Material things serve our emotions and desires. When you reach my age, you will understand that money, power, fame, and profit are all secondary. Emotions are the most important. Some people, once missed, will regret it for a lifetime." Remembering the past and the people who were gone, Qin Shu's gaze became distant, and she sighed softly. Gu Beixian's eyes darkened, he raised his gaze, stared in the direction of the fitting room for a long time, and then said, "That's her decision, I respect it." Actually, he knew the real reason very well. Su Huan had someone she loved. She didn't love him. He didn't want to trap her by his side, making her suffer from nightmares every night, calling out for her 'Ah Yao Ge' in her dreams. There is a kind of love called letting go.