The gentle voice of a woman lingered softly in his ear, leaving the man montarily stunned.
Yin Hu then realized that, as he had been so focused on holding an umbrella for Zuzi and getting her into the car, he hadn’t noticed his phone vibrating at all.
"Miss Gu, I’m sorry, I... I left in a hurry."
He hastily, belatedly, held the large umbrella over Gu Shiyin’s head.
Just as he had protected Zuzi earlier, he shielded Gu Shiyin now.
Yet oddly enough, the sa downpour that didn’t touch Zuzi earlier now pounded down relentlessly, slanting through the edges of the large umbrella, offering as little shelter as Gu Shiyin’s small one. Both were barely adequate.
Gu Shiyin was drenched, looking very bedraggled.
She had to bear it, lifting her rain-soaked face, continuing with a concerned expression, "Brother Hu, tell honestly, has sothing happened with Mr. Bo again?"
Yin Hu was about to say, "Yes..."
When suddenly, like an alarm bell ringing in his head, he rembered the two words, lightly spoken but aningful, that Zuzi had said as she left a minute ago: "Be cautious."
He shivered inexplicably, unsure if it was just the cold rain making him catch a chill: "No, it’s not!"
Brother Long had also instructed him that this matter must not be disclosed, so it was best not to speak recklessly.
Gu Shiyin didn’t press him but sighed quietly, looking even more pitiful: "Now it’s as hard as climbing a mountain just to see Mr. Bo. Actually, I won’t hide it from you any longer; I’m not asking for much, just hoping he’s safe and sound. After all, it’s been years of acquaintance, and even if there can’t be love between people, in the end, only one person can marry him. But, if we can’t be lovers, then maintaining a friendship should still be possible, don’t you agree, Brother Hu?"
The confession in the rain was especially poignant.
Yin Hu had never seen Gu Shiyin, the multi-talented Boss of Ma Jia, reveal such a fragile and lancholic side.
Moreover, these words were truly moving.
Ultimately, only one person can wed in life, but can’t others stay by one’s side under the guise of friendship?
"Does that Miss Xi have to turn him into a loner?"
Gu Shiyin’s sorrowful words inexplicably broke Yin Hu’s heart.
Seeing the once-goddess fall so low for the sake of love was truly heart-wrenching.
The key was, Gu Shiyin’s sadness made him suddenly see himself—his long-hidden admiration and adoration for the goddess—would it also end up just as lowly and pitiful?
Seeing Gu Shiyin was like seeing his downtrodden self.
How could he withstand it?
"Miss Gu, don’t be like this, let’s go inside to escape the rain first."
"No, I won’t go inside. The thought that Mr. Bo might be in danger makes restless! Tell truthfully, is he... hospitalized again?"
"No, it’s not like that..." Yin Hu reassured, "It’s really not, I swear, he’s not the one injured."
Seeing Gu Shiyin’s eager eyes, Yin Hu sighed deeply: "It’s soone else having surgery, Mr. Bo is just waiting there."
He left it at that, really unable to say more.
ntioning the Old President and the purpose of this surgery would truly be a breach, a leak of secrets.
Gu Shiyin’s mind raced, blurting out: "So Zuzi went to deliver dicine?"
Yin Hu looked at her in surprise: "How did you know?"
Gu Shiyin felt a twinge of bitterness: "I’m well-versed in dicine too, especially Western dicine, I could have helped too..."
Why wasn’t she called?
Why does Bao Gucheng never ask her for help whenever things happen!
Yin Hu breathed a sigh of relief: "It’s nothing, don’t think too much. In any case, it’s not Mr. Bo, and... this ti it’s not about Western dicine, it’s about Chinese... dicine, Miss Xi just went to give Mr. Bai so advice, you won’t have to worry, there’s no need for soone like you to step in, you can rest assured."
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