novelraw Chapter 459: V344: Feng: I just returned to Rong City and found that Zixuan is not at home; I came to pick Zixuan up.
Chapter 459: V344: Feng: I just returned to Rong City and found that Zixuan is not at home; I came to pick Zixuan up.
(The last Chapter was off, I revised it significantly, for those who can’t follow the plot, please go back and read again. Sorry for the inconvenience caused by the writer’s block.)————————————————————————————————————
She spoke, "President Feng, you came over now, is it..."
The tense atmosphere suddenly eased, and all eyes turned to him.
Feng Chengjin’s body was rigid.
To be honest, he didn’t want to face such an atmosphere, nor did he want to respond, especially when the other referred to him stiffly as "President Feng"...
His gaze was fixed on Gu Zixuan from the awkward meeting at the door and had been ever since.
But... faced with so many hopeful eyes, including Gu Zixuan’s gaze that lifted again after a moment’s pause.
He understood her expectations, knowing this was his best chance to clear up the phone incident. If he just spoke up, she would forgive without hesitation, so he couldn’t not speak.
But what to say?
His trembling eyes had never felt such sarcastic bitterness in his lips as they did now.
Opening his mouth, he thought about the phone’s content but couldn’t utter a word.
Closing his mouth, seeing Gu Zixuan’s expectations, he couldn’t bear it.
Living for thirty-four years, facing the ups and downs of life, experiencing countless scenes, Feng Chengjin, who always handled things with calm composure, had never found it so difficult to step forward.
Bitterness, spreading in his heart like an irreconcilable sea.
Finally, he could only face all the gazes, trembled his breath, and forced out a sentence from his throat, "I just returned to Rong City, found Zixuan not at home, and came to take her back."
In an instant, the entire atmosphere exploded with a thunderous sense of disappointment.
He Qimo chuckled lightly, then turned his face coldly.
Qiu Yuan was also too disappointed to speak, lowering her eyes in silence.
Gu Zixuan paused even more, quickly turned her face, and directly walked into the bedroom, closing the door tightly.
A slight "bang!" from the door resonated, causing everyone’s heart to tremble a bit.
Gu Qingfeng let out an audible sneer.
Feng Chengjin’s eyes were also filled with a deep, unspeakable pain.
But none of that mattered anymore; Gu Zixuan had already gone in disappointed, along with his finished sentence, her first instinct was to shake off his grasping movement, leaving only empty air in his hand...
Feng Chengjin’s last bit of hope also shattered.
It was meaningless. Whether he was here at this moment had become insignificant.
Some issues, with the attitude and estrangement in place, Gu Zixuan knew it was really just a matter of time...
Feng Chengjin lowered his eyes, remaining silent and reticent.
Unwilling to help, even pretending to be ignorant, he just wanted to take Gu Zixuan away, which only made the Gu Family’s attitude colder.
Nothing else.
Hatred existed each in their own right, be it reconciling or differentiating. It was, in fact, dependent only on Gu Zixuan. So, if Feng Chengjin helped and Gu Zixuan was willing to follow, they thanked, then turned a blind eye as long as she wasn’t hurt too much. What else could the Gu Family members say? Would they really break up a pair of lovers?
But if Feng Chengjin didn’t help, the Gu Family members didn’t care either, at most Gu Zixuan would just have an abortion, after all, the child was young, and long pain was better than short pain.
If the Feng Family was unwilling, why should the Gu Family lower their dignity and rush over?
So, the Gu Family, wealthy yet not losing their temper, poor yet not losing their propriety, all just maintained a cold attitude, each smiling, continuing with their discussions.
No one present was willing to pay attention to Feng Chengjin anymore.
Only in the distance, Gu Zixi at the side of the sofa, quietly endured the pain with a gaze that watched Feng Chengjin after he finished speaking, deeply and sorrowfully fixed on his sister’s room door. That remoteness, that sadness, and the silent endurance of tearing emotions.
His expression became a little subdued...