Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife Chapter 981: A Close Call (1)

Duke Philips’ Castle.

Since Zhuang Haoran returned, he t with Grandma Zhuang and thought about what Gu Nuan had said, so he didn’t dare leave imdiately. At this ti, he heard Gu Nuan was attending a banquet.

It was Luca who told him.

"Haven’t you seen Miss Gu? She ca to Luxembourg just to attend that business banquet. Haoran, aren’t you going to attend?"

Zhuang Haoran shook his head, "What banquet? I haven’t heard anything about it."

Luca was greatly surprised by this, "You’re from Luxembourg and haven’t heard of it? I thought you knew. Since I arrived here, I heard from locals that this banquet is held annually and has a long history."

Zhuang Haoran really hadn’t heard about it. Perhaps in Luxembourg, there are too many big and small finance gatherings happening daily every year, and he had beco numb to them. Also, if he truly liked finance, he would have inherited the family business long ago rather than working alone in industry.

In other words, Zhuang Haoran didn’t like this money-making ga and always felt it wasn’t the right path. Although saying this sowhat contradicts Grandma Zhuang, as it seems to show a lack of respect for her private investnt banking career.

"But didn’t you entrust your money to Miss Gu for investnt and managent?"

"She’s different—" Indeed, while Zhuang Haoran’s financial investnt expertise couldn’t discern where Gu Nuan excelled, his intuition, innate sense, and heart told him that Gu Nuan was different, an exceptional finance player.

"How is she different? Didn’t she, like other investnt managers, help you make money?"

"Yes, she helped make money, but she doesn’t misuse it." Zhuang Haoran thought it over and felt that Gu Nuan wouldn’t reinvest the earnings into the money ga; instead, she would put it into industry, creating jobs and changing the lives of the poor.

Luca joked, saying, "According to an old Chinese saying, love makes a person see perfection. I can’t see any difference, but you can see every bit of good in her."

Unfortunately, soone else got there first. Every ti he thought of this, Zhuang Haoran’s heart ached with regret. Why was he always a step too slow?

"Are you going ho now?" Luca asked again.

"Yes."

"What are you doing at ho?"

"Keeping my grandmother company, playing chess, drinking tea." Zhuang Haoran was reluctant to say that Gu Nuan advised him to do this.

If he said so, Luca would mock him even more, but he truly felt that every word of hers was valuable, aningful, based on intuition.

While he was talking on the phone, Grandma Zhuang, who seed to be squinting and enjoying her leisure ti, heard his conversation. Her eyes seed to flash: she was the one who made her grandson return ho.

Truly formidable, they say.

Zhuang Haoran returned, pulled up a chair, and sat down in front of Grandma Zhuang, saying, "Grandma, I heard there’s a famous business banquet here locally."

"Oh—" Grandma Zhuang replied slowly, "Yes, why? You were never interested before, were you?"

"No, I thought you would attend—" Zhuang Haoran said.

"Why should I attend? I’m already so old. If I really wanted to go, your elder brother attending in my place would be enough."

"Right!" Zhuang Haoran imdiately agreed, but soon he sensed sothing was off.