After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 92 I Won't Let You Go
As soon as he said that, Duan Nanhe understood instantly.

Gu Xijue has indeed been very particular about his position since childhood. He listens to what he wants to hear, and no one can dictate what he doesn't want to hear. In recent years, as he has gained power, his stubbornness has only intensified.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore. You have your own pace." Duan Nanhe said, then stood up.

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you anymore. I've left what you wanted there. I'm heading back now."

……

The next morning, Song Jin'an dressed Gu Hetang before going downstairs for breakfast. The two adults and one child sat at the table, quietly eating their breakfast.

Only little Gu Hetang happily babbled and chatted while eating, calling out "Mommy" one minute and "Daddy" the next. She was the busiest one during breakfast.

Song Jin'an tried to stop her with her actions and make her eat obediently, but because she couldn't speak, she sometimes felt powerless to educate the child.

Thinking of this, Song Jin'an felt a little irritated. She immediately thought of the Du Lan that Madam Gu had specially sent, and her heart felt heavy. Her hand holding the cup slipped, and the water spilled out.

Gu Xijue looked up at the table she was wiping with tissues, and Gu Hetang was startled by the noise: "Mom, Mom..."

He looked at the woman in front of him, reached out and took a tissue, gently wiping the rice cereal off his daughter's mouth: "You eat like a little kitten."

The breakfast was eaten in unusual silence. Before they had finished eating, Duran appeared at the door. Without disturbing the family of three who were eating, she took out her special slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them on, and went inside.

Duran stood not far from the restaurant, smiling sweetly: "Good morning, Tangtang."

Song Jin'an turned her head and looked at Du Lan. She was dressed casually, which was not inappropriate. After all, she was still a college student. Even if she had some thoughts, she would not dare to go too far. Young girls are shy, so they can only do things secretly.

For example, her outfit today was intentional.

Gu Hetang liked Du Lan quite a bit because she was approachable, but the little guy was always very scared when she played the piano because of her teacher's strictness. He even woke up crying in his sleep at night, crying until he was breathless.

Song Jin'an took out her phone to talk to Du Lan: "Miss Du, you've come so early today, haven't you had breakfast yet?"

If someone shows up during a meal, you should at least offer a token greeting to avoid being impolite.

Du Lan smiled, her lips curving upwards. She had arrived half an hour early today, not to freeload a meal, but to see Gu Xijue. In the past, when she came to the villa, he had either already left by car or she would bump into him at the door, making even speaking a luxury.

Originally, she took on this teaching assignment because she wanted to meet Gu Xijue, not because she wanted to teach her daughter to play the piano.

“If Miss Du doesn’t mind, please sit down and have a meal with us.” Gu Xijue suddenly spoke up. Song Jin’an, who was sitting opposite him, continued eating her meal without even lifting her eyelids to look at him.

"Alright then." Du Lan said, taking small steps to Gu Hetang who was eating, and pinched her cheek with a smile: "Look at you eating, you've turned into a little cat with gravy."

She said the exact same thing to Gu Xijue. Gu Hetang blinked her big eyes and looked at her. When she saw the card in Du Lan's hand, she suddenly shuddered and tried to avoid being touched. When she couldn't avoid it, she tried to climb out of the baby chair and grabbed Song Jin'an's clothes with her little hands: "Mommy, hug me."

"hug……"

Du Lan was a little stunned by Gu Hetang's evasiveness, and knowing that she was resisting her, she felt a little embarrassed.

Song Jin'an reached out and patted the little one's hand, her face serious, and pressed her back into the baby chair. Gu Xijue also said, "Sit still and eat properly." The two of them were in perfect harmony, their voices mingling.

"Miss Du, this is for you." Lin Ma brought out another breakfast from the kitchen, placed it on the table, and gestured for Du Lan to sit down and eat.

"Thank you." She didn't stand on ceremony, pulled out a chair closer to Gu Xijue and sat down, tying her loose hair up with a hair tie into a casual bun, looking pure and lovely.

Song Jin'an watched her scheming actions, which seemed to require eight hundred thoughts in a second, but she didn't feel anything. After all, she wasn't the only one who wanted to force her to become Gu Xijue's new wife.

The previous one was Su Ruoya, whose methods were a million times more ruthless than Du Lan's. In comparison, she preferred Du Lan, since Du Lan wouldn't be so heartless as to hire someone to kill someone, at least not at the moment.

"Bread, bread..."

Gu Hetang is a foodie and has always preferred soft and delicious bread.

Gu Xijue gave her a piece, which shut her up. Then he saw the pan-fried buns in the center, reached out and picked one up for Song Jin'an, putting it in her bowl: "Shrimp ones, you like them."

Song Jin'an paused in her drinking, a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she only glanced at him.

Immediately afterwards, she also ladled out a bowl of porridge and handed it to Gu Xijue. Her eyes seemed to say, "Hmm, this is also what you like to eat." After doing this, she was much happier. There was a hint of provocation in her eyes because the porridge she served Gu Xijue was a sweet porridge that he didn't particularly like.

But Du Lan found Song Jin'an and Gu Xijue's flirtatious behavior somewhat jarring. Her heart ached, and she felt a pang of discomfort, because the family of three in front of her presented a picture of harmony and happiness, which was nothing like what Madam Gu had described—that the two were already estranged.

Lin's mother secretly watched from the kitchen, and when she saw the despair on Du Lan's face, she felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

However, she still stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Miss Du, is the food to your liking?"

The breakfast she served Duran wasn't the kind of breakfast people who grew up abroad would like. A few days ago, while scrolling through short videos, she noticed that people in Europe liked to eat a dry, crumbly bread with butter.

"It suits my taste, thank you," Duran replied with a smile, then began to drink the millet porridge in her bowl.

She's a smart woman; she knows she can't show off right now, even though she doesn't really like Chinese food.

After finishing breakfast, Gu Xijue was about to go to work when Du Lan stopped him, stood up and said, "Senior brother, Dad asked me to bring you the contract so you can take a look at it first. If it's not good, we can make some changes."

As she spoke, I watched as she walked to the place where she kept her bag in the entryway and pulled out a blue folder.

Gu Xijue glanced at the contents, only skimming through them: "Hmm, I'll contact Uncle Du directly after I finish reading it."

"Thank you for coming all this way." He said this casually, which made Duran's ears turn red for no apparent reason.

Song Jin'an observed Du Lan's change and watched her quietly. The Du family was also encouraging her to get closer to Gu Xijue, but...

Did Duran's parents truly love her as their real daughter?
But in Song Jin'an's view, it was all about profit above all else, and he didn't even care about his own daughter's reputation.

(End of this chapter)