With tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain, Ye Chu's cries were met with indifference from Lu Beicheng, who calmly said, 'I'll have Xia Cheng go over to help you with that.' After hanging up the phone, he immediately called Xia Cheng to send him over. At this moment, Gu Nanyan's breathing was much calmer than before. She thought that she would not be able to keep Lu Beicheng tonight. After hanging up the phone, Lu Beicheng turned his face and glanced at someone: 'If you're awake, get out of the car by yourself. I won't carry you.' However, Gu Nanyan did not open her eyes or wake up. Seeing this, Lu Beicheng unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and walked towards the house without looking back. Seeing that Lu Beicheng had really left, Gu Nanyan unbuckled her seatbelt, hurriedly opened the car door, and got out of the car. After catching up, she wrapped both arms around Lu Beicheng's arm. Lu Beicheng glanced down at Gu Nanyan with a cold expression, while Gu Nanyan maintained her usual pleasant demeanor, a stark contrast to Ye Chu's earlier crying and sobbing. As their eyes met, Lu Beicheng quickened his pace, and Gu Nanyan quickened hers as well: 'Lu Beicheng, let's have a baby!' Lu Beicheng replied, 'No.' Despite saying no, he did not remove Gu Nanyan's hand from his arm. Before long, the two entered the house, and Jiang Sao, seeing that they had come back together, smiled as brightly as the flowers in the yard and hurriedly prepared dinner. Today, Gu Nanyan seemed to be in an especially good mood, spending more time looking at Lu Beicheng and talking to him than usual. After dinner, when the two returned to the bedroom upstairs, Lu Beicheng, seeing that Gu Nanyan was still in a good mood, coldly reminded her, 'Gu Nanyan, don't be too happy too soon.'

“I did promise her to come back once a week, but I didn't promise anything else.” Gu Nanyan said indifferently, 'I'm going to take a shower first.' ... Lu Beicheng. After a while, when Gu Nanyan came out of the shower, Lu Beicheng was already sitting on the bed reading a book, his gold-rimmed glasses still perched on his nose. As she approached, Gu Nanyan knelt down beside the bed on one knee, but before she could speak, Lu Beicheng raised his right hand, his fingers propping against her forehead, keeping her at a distance. With a lift of her eyebrows and eyes, Gu Nanyan was about to speak when her phone in her pocket rang. It was a voice call from a client. So she glanced at Lu Beicheng, stood up from the bed: 'I'll answer this call first.' With that, she quickly answered the phone: 'Hey! Sister Qiao.' On the other end of the phone, the voice of a middle-aged woman came through with a plaintive cry: 'Lawyer Gu, why are men all such heartless creatures? When I married him, he didn't even have a decent piece of clothing.' 'I've suffered with him for so many years, taken such good care of this home and the children, and he just turns his back on me at the end, talking about divorce just like that.' 'Doesn't he know what those little vixens outside want from him? Is he not afraid of retribution for treating me like this?'

At this point, the woman on the other end of the line burst into tears. Upon hearing this, Gu Nanyan didn't need to ask to know that she must have had another argument with her husband about the divorce. Holding the phone in one hand and pouring herself a glass of water with the other, Gu Nanyan comforted, 'Sister Qiao, we've done our best at this stage. We've tried hard, given our all, and attempted to reconcile in this marriage. Since Mr. Zeng is still unwilling to continue, we can only consider the matter rationally and strive for the greatest benefit for ourselves economically. After all, it hasn't been easy for you all these years.' As Gu Nanyan spoke, Lu Beicheng looked up at her.