mtl008 Chapter 1344 Yunrui Enchanting: Behind Lao Zhang
Chapter 1344 Yunrui Enchanting: Behind Lao Zhang
"Simple and nice, that's fine." Yang Bin said, turned and walked out, stopping at the door. "Let's set the wedding date for next month. Just have a few simple tables and invite some relatives and friends. Don't do anything fancy."
The fire in the kitchen crackled, and sour plum soup bubbled in the casserole, emitting sweet heat.
Qi Ruixiang looked at the pair of silver bracelets and suddenly felt his eyes burning. He recalled the uneasiness he felt when he first stood in front of this door, Yang Bin's cold eyes and resolute rejection, and every little detail of the past few months. It turned out that the sound of ice melting was so warm.
When Yang Xiaotang walked in, she saw this scene: Qi Ruixiang was standing in front of the stove with his back to her, his shoulders trembling slightly. In the red cloth bag on the stove, the pair of silver bracelets were shining gently under the light.
"What's wrong?" She walked over and hugged him gently from behind.
Qi Ruixiang turned around, hugged her in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a nasal voice: "Your father just said that the child's name is Qi Nian."
Yang Xiaotang was stunned for a moment, then smiled, tears falling down her face: "Well, Nian Nian, it's fine."
The rain outside the window had stopped at some point, and the moon had emerged from behind the clouds, casting a silver glow over the courtyard. On the stone table beneath the grape trellis, the chess set remained, but the pieces on either side of the "Chu River and Han River" were no longer isolated.
Qi Ruixiang lowered his head and kissed Yang Xiaotang's forehead. The person in his arms gently rubbed his neck. The little life in his belly seemed to feel this security and kicked gently.
He knew that the entanglements and regrets of the past might never be completely erased.
But at this moment, the warmth in his arms, the throbbing in his belly, and the light that was on for them in the yard were all telling him - as long as he walked the future path carefully, he would surely be able to walk towards peace.
The sour plum soup in the kitchen was still bubbling, its sweet aroma filling the entire courtyard, like a ballad about rebirth and reconciliation, gently entangling every soul longing for warmth...
Gu Yunqian's fingertips slid rapidly across the touchpad of the laptop, the code on the screen scrolled like a waterfall, and the green characters glowed coldly in the dark night.
He was sitting in the study of his London apartment. Outside the window was a typical English rainy night. The sound of raindrops hitting the glass intertwined with the tapping of the keyboard to form a strange rhythm.
The phone vibrated on the desktop. It was a message from Gu Yunxi: "The additional evidence in Lao Zhang's case has been sorted out and sent to your email." There was no title, no extra greetings, just like a cold work report.
Gu Yunqian opened the email and found the attached PDF document was clearly organized, even the punctuation was impeccable.
He seemed to see his sister sitting in the office of the London branch, with a frown on her face and a meticulous look.
The little girl who used to hug him and cry about failed experiments has really grown up, and is really... getting further and further away from him.
He replied: "Received, be careful." When the notification of successful sending popped up, the study door was pushed open by the wind, and the cold air of the rainy night poured in, making the back of his neck numb.
Gu Yunxi had just finished a video conference with Scotland Yard.
She backed up Lao Zhang's transaction records to a titanium USB drive, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the pendant.
The coffee machine on the corner of the table made a beeping sound, indicating that the fourth cup of espresso was ready. Gu Yunxi poured it into the mug, and the black liquid with bitter foam was like her current mood.
The phone screen lit up. It was a message from Gu Yunqian: "Be careful." She stared at the words for three seconds, then suddenly remembered what Lao Zhang had said in the interrogation room: "Your brother deliberately laid the bait..." Her heart felt like it was clenched. She gulped down a mouthful of coffee. The scalding liquid numbed her tongue, but it couldn't suppress the inexplicable chill.
On the other side, a shrill alarm echoed throughout the office building, and the server issued a piercing alarm.
Gu Yunxi rushed to the main console and saw that the firewall on the screen was being violently cracked. The other party's attack method was exactly the same as the last time when the power was cut off - they were familiar with the company's defense system and could grasp the timing accurately.
"Another insider?" She gritted her teeth, tapping away at the emergency keyboard, activating the highest level of anti-tracking procedures. But the other party was clearly well prepared, the data stream slithering like a slippery eel, repeatedly darting around the edge of their capture range.
At this moment, the encrypted communicator vibrated. It was a message from Gu Yunqian: "Don't chase me. I've locked onto the final node. We'll take action tomorrow night."
Gu Yunxi's fingertips paused. How did he know the attack had happened? Another coincidence? She remembered that when the server power went out three days ago, he was the first to send a message, as if he had eyes that could see through her every move.
"No need." She replied crisply and threw herself back into the defensive battle. The rain outside the window was getting heavier, and moisture from the Thames River seeped in through the window cracks, condensing into winding water marks on the glass, like a dense and impenetrable net.
At two in the morning, the attack was finally repelled. Gu Yunxi slumped in her swivel chair, rubbing her swollen temples. The lab clock struck two-fifteen, and she picked up her car keys and stood up—it was time to go back to her apartment.
The windshield wipers of the black Bentley swung rhythmically back and forth as it pulled out of the branch's underground garage. The London streetscape outside the car window blurred in the rain like an impressionist painting, and the taillights of the red double-decker bus resembled moving stars.
Gu Yunxi turned on the car stereo, and soothing cello music flowed out, but it couldn't dispel the irritability in his heart.
As the car turned the corner, her eyes were suddenly caught by a figure on the sidewalk.
The man, thin and wearing a gray windbreaker, stood under a streetlight, his collar pulled tight. Rain had dampened his hair, a few strands sticking to his forehead, and the outline of his face was faintly visible in the mist—a resemblance to Lin Xu.
Gu Yunxi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. The missing chemical genius, the man she once considered a close friend, and Lin Xu, who might be a spy.
She braked almost instinctively, and the Bentley left a long brake mark on the wet road.
"Lin Xu!" She pushed open the car door and rushed out. Her high heels made a rapid sound as they stepped in the puddles, and the splashing water wet her trouser legs.
The man turned around at the sound, and the halo of the street lamp just happened to penetrate the rain and mist and fall on his face. Gu Yunxi's steps suddenly froze - it was not Lin Xu.
There is just some similarity between his eyebrows and eyes, especially the movement of tightening his jaw when lowering his head, which is very much like the chemistry genius in my memory who always smiled shyly.
"Sorry, I think you have the wrong person." The stranger spoke with a polite London accent and turned and walked into the apartment building next door.
Gu Yunxi stood in the rain, soaked from head to toe. The impulse and anticipation she had felt just now, like a popped bubble, suddenly surged up along with the fatigue and grievances of the past few days, making her nose sore.
Raindrops dripped into her eyes through her hair, making it hard for her to open them. Gu Yunxi turned around and walked back, only to find two traffic policemen in reflective vests standing next to the Bentley, writing and drawing on their ticket folders.
"Ma'am, this is a no-parking zone." The traffic officer saluted and handed over the ticket. "Please show me your driver's license and vehicle registration."
Gu Yunxi then realized that in her haste to catch up with someone, she had parked her car directly on the double yellow line. She took out her driver's license and handed it over, her fingertips trembling even to herself.
"You don't look well, ma'am." The traffic policeman looked at her wet clothes and red eyes. "Do you need help contacting your family?"