I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Hua Heng and Gu Yan both looked at her.

Shen Youyao realized she had lost her composure and quickly lowered her head, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

"N-nothing... I misheard."

What does it feel like to possess?

wrong.

It must be a hallucination.

she thought.

"Don't be nervous. Have fun with Huaheng tomorrow."

"Come with me."

Gu Yan looked at her for a while.

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards 301.

Shen Youyao politely and quietly said goodbye to Hua Heng and followed him.

Gu Yan took out her key and opened the door.

Both of them were stunned.

Outside is an old, run-down neighborhood, but inside this house...

The decoration is exquisite, the furniture is brand new and fully equipped, and the living room is spacious and bright.

The sofa is made of high-quality leather, fresh flowers are placed on the coffee table, and the city night view is seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It seems that Chen Ssu-nien prepared this on his own initiative.

It's simple on the outside, but incredibly luxurious on the inside.

Gu Yan put her suitcase down and turned to Shen Youyao, who was still standing at the door, saying, "Come in, have a seat."

Shen Youyao looked at the clean and beautiful sofa, then looked down at her faded clothes and old sneakers, her feet feeling like they were nailed to the ground.

She didn't move.

Gu Yan didn't say anything more and turned to go to the kitchen.

There was a brand new coffee machine there. He operated it skillfully.

Why make coffee?

Because Lin Jinyu loves to drink it.

The skills listed on his panel include piano, cooking, and painting.

I learned it all bit by bit in order to treat patients.

Lin Jinyu likes to listen to piano music, so he practices.

Pei Yuran likes delicious food, so he learned to cook.

Behind every skill lies a story of healing, a patient.

I wonder how Lin Jinyu is doing now.

They probably haven't realized he's already left Jinghai.

As for the Pei family mother and daughter...

Knowing the mother and daughter as he did, he certainly wouldn't give up easily.

The coffee machine was gurgling.

Gu Yan took out her phone and casually browsed the news.

A local news flash popped up: "The Pei family has issued a Heavenly Sword Decree, offering an astronomical reward for information leading to their missing person..."

"The Imperial Senate intervened and demanded the revocation, but the Pei family remained firm..."

Gu Yan paused for a moment.

The Heavenly Sword Token has already been issued.

Surely not...

Pei Yuran's tantrums are one thing, but why is Patriarch Pei Youyi also joining in?

A beautiful woman, already ripe and mature, flashed through Gu Yan's mind. Upon closer reflection, she realized that her heart was probably no better.

I only learned to draw on a whim, since she's my big spender.

He shook his head and turned off his phone.

Time flies! In just a few days, he will be able to take his grandfather to South Africa.

Sunshine, beach, nobody knows them, how wonderful.

The coffee is ready.

Gu Yan carried two cups of coffee back to the living room.

Shen Youyao remained standing there, head down, her fingers tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

"For you."

Gu Yan handed one of the cups over.

Shen Youyao looked up and saw the white porcelain cup handed to her.

The cup was exquisite, and the coffee was steaming hot, its aroma wafting over.

Then she saw her outstretched hand.

The fingers weren't dirty, but the nails were unevenly trimmed, and there was an old scar on the back of the hand.

Then compare it to Gu Yan's hand holding the cup; her fingers are long and clean, and even her nails are neatly trimmed.

She suddenly felt that she was unworthy of the coffee, the cup, and the room.

Feelings of inferiority surged up like a tidal wave, instantly reaching their peak, drowning my throat, and choking me.

Her eyes stung and her vision blurred.

Gu Yan sighed softly as she looked at the girl who was about to cry.

He placed the coffee cup in Shen Youyao's hand, then put his arm around her shoulder and led her to the sofa to sit down.

"Sit down and drink."

He said.

Holding the warm cup, Shen Youyao's tears finally fell and splashed into the coffee.

Gu Yan sat down next to her.

He thought that this girl had too many problems.

The most important thing is the lack of parental love.

From a psychological perspective, what parents should do most is always stand on their child's side and work together to overcome problems, rather than standing on the side of the problem and defeating the child.

In fact, many parents are not good enough themselves and may not be able to teach their children much.

But parents have endless love, which is enough to support a child throughout their life.

But what about Shen Youyao?

He had neither paternal nor maternal love.

Abandoned by her biological parents at a young age, her adoptive mother brought different men home every day.

This environment fostered her submissive, melancholic, and extremely insecure personality.

Therefore, Huaheng has a very heavy task.

Gu Yan sighed inwardly.

To mend such a broken soul requires not only gentleness, but also sufficient courage and perseverance.

Does Huaheng have it?

Gu Yan looked out the window at the pitch-black night.

he does not know.

But he hoped that before he left, he could at least give the couple a push.

......

the next morning.

Shen Youyao woke up groggily. She was lying on a large bed with soft blankets.

She slept very soundly yesterday and didn't even dream.

The thought that Gu Yan was under the same roof made her feel especially at ease, and she was no longer afraid of anything.

Wouldn't it be more comfortable to sleep with Gu Yan?

The moment the thought crossed her mind, Shen Youyao's face flushed red.

She buried her face in the pillow, feeling incredibly shameless.

"Youyao? Get up and have breakfast."

Gu Yan's voice came from the living room.

Shen Youyao was startled.

Why is Gu Yan up so early?

She had originally planned to get up early to make him breakfast, but he ended up making it instead.

She felt a pang of self-reproach and quickly got up.

She was wearing yesterday's old T-shirt.

When she changed clothes, her full breasts swayed gently with her movements, stretching the thin fabric taut.

She hurriedly put on her bra, almost failing to button it up.

After putting on her pants, she looked down at herself.

Her breasts were so prominent that she habitually hunched her back, trying to make them appear smaller.

Finally, she put on the black-rimmed glasses, took a deep breath, and walked out of the bedroom.

Gu Yan was standing in the kitchen, wearing an apron.

He yawned, his eyes half-closed.

Actually, he didn't want to wake up so early either.

Who doesn't want to sleep a little longer?

But around 6 o'clock, Chen Sinian called, saying he had an urgent matter and insisted on coming to his place.

Mr. Chen sounded extremely anxious on the phone, and Gu Yan had no choice but to agree.

What could have made Chen Sinian so anxious?

She even came all this way in person. Could it be that Cecilia's mental ruins have spiraled out of control again?

No, if things really got out of control, Chen Sinian would have said it directly.

Gu Yan really couldn't have guessed.

"Brother Gu Yan, I'm sorry... I overslept. I should have made breakfast."

At this moment, Shen Youyao walked to the dining table and whispered.

Gu Yan waved her hand: "It's nothing, it's my fault for making you get up so early. Eat quickly."

Shen Youyao quickly sat down and whispered, "I'm starting to eat."

She picked up her chopsticks, tasted a fried egg, and drank some seaweed soup.

It's delicious, much better than what she makes.

This was the first time someone had made breakfast for her.

She felt both happy and disappointed.

She was happy because someone was kind to her, and she was sad because...

She was afraid she wasn't good enough for this.

Gu Yan looked at Shen Youyao eating with her head down and felt that she seemed sad again.

He was a little confused. Why was the little girl sad again?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Master Gu? Are you there?"

It was Chen Sinian's voice.