Chapter 204 - 204: Wishing the Two of You a Long Life Together

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Gu Zhichuan was a little tipsy, and Feng Yangyang knew that her chance had come.

She knew that Gu Zhichuan was not joking when he said that they needed to calm down. She wanted to deepen her bond with Gu Zhichuan so that he could not easily break up with her.

“Zhichuan, let me help you back to your room.” Feng Yangyang went over to help him up and said regretfully, “Sister Ningning’s death anniversary is coming up. Shall I accompany you to pay her respects? 1 know you miss her, but don’t be too sad.”

Gu Zhichuan was still half-awake. He forced himself to stand up. Under the influence of alcohol, he looked at the woman with soft, long hair and gentle brows in front of him. He suddenly felt like he was looking at the sweetheart who had spent his youth with him.

“All Ning?” Gu Zhichuan exclaimed.

Feng Yangyang was filled with unwillingness and jealousy. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she was smiling innocently. “Yes, Zhichuan. Ah Ning is taking you to have a rest.”

Gu Zhichuan was supported by her as he walked back to the room and lay on the bed.

Feng Yangyang helped him remove his shoes and coat. Looking at the clothes beneath, she determinedly reached out and prepared to take them off as well.

Gu Zhichuan suddenly grabbed her hand, which shocked Feng Yangyang.

He opened his eyes to look at her, as if he was trying to identify the person in front of him. Feng Yangyang’s heart tightened, and she leaned over to kiss his lips, avoiding his gaze.

She wanted to get him and steal his heart. For this, she would do anything, even if she had to use Ruan Ning’s name.

She unbuttoned his clothes, and the intense kiss aroused his desire. The atmosphere in the room was chaotic as their lips and teeth rubbed against each other. Feng Yangyang’s clothes fell open and stuck to his body.

It didn’t matter. So what if she was mistaken for Ruan Ning? She was already dead. The one who could get Gu Zhichuan was Feng Yangyang.

Feng Yangyang was dead set on giving away her chastity that night and getting hold of Gu Zhichuan’s affection. However, she never expected that while they were in bed, she vaguely heard Gu Zhichuan calling ‘Tangtang’ in a hoarse voice.

It wasn’t All Ning, it was Tangtang.

Feng Yangyang felt as if she had been splashed with icy water; she felt bone-chillingly cold.

After he spoke that name, he grabbed her wrist and mumbled, “No… You’re not her. She doesn’t even look at me…”

Gu Zhichuan suddenly pushed Feng Yangyang away as if his nerves had been agitated. Feng Yangyang fell off the bed in a sorry state. An excruciating pain rose from her tailbone, but it could not compare to the endless cold that came from the bottom of her heart.

Jealousy and resentment filled every inch of her body. The loosened clothing seemed to be mercilessly mocking her sorry state.

She, Feng Yangyang, was no match for a dead person; she admitted it. But what about Lin Gantang? When exactly, and what right did she have to enter his heart!

The snow did not stop throughout the night.

Endless snowflakes fell from the depths of the sky, carried by the northern wind.

The next day, the sky was filled with gloomy clouds. Lin Gantang received a text message.

“12 noon, Beaver Square Coffee Shop. Come out and talk? – Feng Yangyang.”

Lin Gantang didn’t think that there was anything to talk about. She put down her phone and ignored her message, let alone meet her.

Gu Zhichuan and Feng Yangyang? Heh, she wished them a long life together; they had nothing to do with her anymore.

If she had the time, she might as well stay in the shop and read two more books.

In the morning, she made an appointment with the veterinarian to give the cat a physical examination and also took a video. After the afternoon business hours, Le Yu came into the bookstore dispiritedly. Half-dead, he walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book. He took it to the reading table and sat down in a less crowded area. He sighed.

Lin Gantang followed him and looked at the book in his hands, ‘Postpartum Confinement of 42 Days’. She fell silent..