Three years later.
Capital, Gu Family.
Auntie pushed open the study door and brought in a cup of coffee.
The study room was dark and gloomy. The owner of the house smoked all year round and there was a strong smell of smoke in the room.
Three years had calmed everything down.
But it didn't make everything better.
Auntie lifted her eyes and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window. A tall and handsome man stood there, dressed in a black shirt and black trousers. Another three years had passed and the man's handsome features had become more and more profound. Gu Mohan, the richest man in the world who controlled the economic lifeline of Asia, had a deep and vicious aura over the years. Coupled with the heavy feeling of a blunt knife pressing down on one's face, no one dared to look at him directly.
He stuck one hand into his pocket and held his phone with the other. His secretary, Yan Dong, was reporting to him. "President, the development of the Paradise Island Holiday Village has encountered some difficulties. There's a resident who isn't willing to accept the land acquisition and compensation. She hasn't moved out yet."
Gu Mohan didn't have any expression, but his voice was low and cold. "Didn't you communicate with the government beforehand? All the funds have been invested and suddenly there's a resident who isn't willing to move out? "
"President." Yan Dong's scalp was numb. "That resident is very stubborn. She doesn't accept any negotiations or compensation. She said … said …"
Gu Mohan was a little impatient. "Are you mute?"
"President, that resident said she wants to negotiate with you personally." Yan Dong said quickly.
With that, Gu Mohan quickly pursed his thin lips.
"President …"
Gu Mohan lifted his eyes and looked at the night sky outside. "Prepare the plane tomorrow morning. I'll fly over."
"Yes." Yan Dong hung up the phone.
Gu Mohan threw his phone on the study table. Auntie brought him a cup of coffee and he took a sip.
"Sir, drink less coffee at night. It's not good for your sleep. You've been working day and night for the past three years. You need to rest more," Auntie nagged.
Gu Mohan drank a cup of coffee. "Auntie, I understand. You can leave first."
Auntie sighed and went out.
The huge Gu Family didn't have a single bit of warmth or laughter. It was cold all year round.
Ever since Madam passed away, she became a workaholic. Another three years had passed and Sir was 38 years old. He would be middle-aged in another two years. If he continued to work like this, even his body wouldn't be able to take it.
…
At 11pm, Gu Mohan finished his work and left the study room to enter the bedroom.
After taking a cold shower, he came out in black silk pajamas. He casually wiped his short hair and went to bed.
In the darkness, there was no sound at all. He closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.
His deep and narrow eyes suddenly became empty. There was nothing in them.
He didn't think about that woman.
He resented her, hated her.
For the past three years, he had filled all his time with work, so he had no time to think about her.
Life went on as usual.
Wasn't there a saying that those who left wouldn't be able to live?
He was alive and well.
However, he could not sleep.
There was always a knife stabbing into his heart. Every now and then, it would twist and turn, twisting his flesh into a bloody mess. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die.
Gu Mohan sat up, opened the bedside cabinet and took out the sleeping pills.
He poured out three sleeping pills, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them.
Every time Little Gu Yelin came back, he would secretly throw away his sleeping pills. He didn't say anything at the time, but after he sent Little Gu Yelin away, he would order someone to buy new ones.
A few days ago, Fu Qinglun came over as a guest and accidentally found out that he had to take three sleeping pills every night to sleep. Fu Qinglun stared at him fixedly, saying — -Sooner or later, the sleeping pills will make you unable to wake up.
Gu Mohan curved his thin lips, smiling nonchalantly.
…
The next day, Paradise Island.
The scenery on this island was very beautiful. It was spring and the flowers were blooming, so it was even more refreshing.
However, this island had not been developed yet. The government had bought this island and the holiday village project had already started. Suddenly, there was a family that was unwilling to move out, so the entire project had to be halted.
The village head and a few village leaders had been waiting since early in the morning, and there was a group of excited girls following behind them.
The girls chattered incessantly, discussing non-stop.
— -Is President Gu Mohan here? He's the richest man in the world. For the past three years, all the major financial newspapers have not been able to catch a glimpse of him. It was said that he keeps a low profile.
— I also heard that this President has always been single and has a clean private life.
— -But he seems to be 38 years old.
— -So what if he's 38 years old? Now a 38 year old man is the real bachelor. He's mature, charming and radiant. Moreover, older men tend to dote on others.
A few girls whispered to each other, discussing the topic of 'older men tend to dote on others'. The girls' faces were all red.
At this moment, the village head said in a low voice, "Stop fooling around, the plane is here."
Everyone lifted their eyes to look, a luxurious private plane was slowly landing on the island. The plane's body was gilded in gold under the bright sunlight, and a huge 'G' word was emblazoned on it.
"Wow, what a huge plane." One of the girls was stunned.
At this moment, the cabin door was pulled open. Secretary Yan Dong had brought a few of the project's higher-ups down, and they waited respectfully at the side.
Then, Gu Mohan appeared.
The girls lifted their eyes to look at him. Today, Gu Mohan was wearing a grey shirt and black trousers. The custom-made material was ironed to perfection, and there was not a single crease in it. He took steady steps down the stairs, exuding a condescending aura, as though he was an emperor himself, yet he exuded a cold and distant aura.
The girls held their breaths. Wow, the President was so handsome.
They recalled the topic of 'older men tend to dote on others'. One of the more daring girls took a quick glance at the man's trousers, and her face flushed red.
"President Gu, welcome." The village head warmly welcomed him.
Gu Mohan looked at the village head impassively, nodded his head in acknowledgment, and then led a group of people towards the village head's house.
"President Gu, this way please." The village head stood at the corner, waiting for Gu Mohan.
Gu Mohan lifted his feet, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a string of bells ringing, crisp and melodious.
He followed the sound, and looked up. In front of him was a large stretch of sea, and there was a beautiful pink house by the sea. The house was inlaid with all sorts of seashells and conches, and there was a string of wind chimes hanging at the door of the house. As the warm breeze blew, the wind chimes gave off a pleasant and melodious sound.
Gu Mohan's deep and narrow eyes were calm, but he lifted his feet and walked over.
He didn't know why he had to go over.
He felt that there was a voice calling out to him, guiding him.
He walked step by step to the side of the house, and at this moment, the door was opened, and a small figure ran out.
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