Chapter 13 The Gentle Offensive

Ever since Shui Youyou committed suicide at the wedding, Gao Yufei's negative news directly affected the company's image, and the plan to go public could only be put on hold temporarily. Gao Yufei knew that he had caused the company's trouble, so he let himself mourn Shui Youyou for a year, and then started Actively put to work redeploying plans to go public.

"President." The assistant hurried in from the outside, looking at Gao Yufei who was carefully reviewing the documents, he hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Gao Yufei looked up at him, and continued to flip through the documents in his hand.

The assistant said solemnly: "Miss He drank too much, she sent someone to dig up the tomb of young mistress' clothes."

"What?" Gao Yufei's expression changed drastically, and he immediately dropped the important documents in his hand, and walked out of the office quickly.

After seeing Shui Youyou's death certificate with his own eyes, Gao Yufei built a grave for her. He was afraid that she would be lonely by herself. For more than a year, he would accompany her almost every night, even if he didn't speak, just Leaning quietly on the tombstone, his soul seems to be redeemed.

He hurried to the cemetery. Shui Youyou's clothes had been dug out and placed in the brazier. With a lighter in his hand, He Xinling lit the fire and threw it into the fire tray. The clothes inside immediately burned blazingly when they touched the fire. Woke up, it was Shui Youyou's favorite dress, and it was a birthday present he gave her two years ago.

"Yuyou." Gao Yufei's eyes were red all of a sudden, and his heart ached, as if his heart was being burned. He rushed over, regardless of the clothes that were on fire, quickly picked them up, and shook them vigorously with his hands, burning them to the ground. It was violent, quickly burning his hand, but he didn't seem to feel it.

"Yufei, let go, let go quickly, or you will be burned to death." He Xinling was shocked, and quickly took off his hat to extinguish the flames.

Looking at the half-burned clothes, Gao Yufei's eyes were flushed with heartache, and he said guiltily: "Yuyou, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Yufei, that's enough. You've done enough for her. She's dead. Can you wake up?" Seeing his obsessed look, He Xinling trembled with anger. The young lady of the Gao family has gone too far. For more than a year, he has come here almost every night to accompany this unknown tomb. She really had enough.

Gao Yufei covered his heart with his clothes, slowly raised his head, and looked at He Xinling who was so angry that his face hurt even more. In fact, they were not alike at all. He Xinling only had arrogance in his eyes, while Shui Yoyo's eyes are always full of tenderness that makes him fascinated.

"She couldn't think about committing suicide. It was her own fault. She didn't deserve sympathy when she died. She deserved it... ah..." He Xinling scolded Shui Youyou angrily. Stretching out his hand to cover the cheek that had been slapped, he stared at the man who hit her in disbelief, "You..."

"Yuyou is my wife, I don't allow you to scold her, you dug up her clothes grave, this is your punishment, get out." For the first time, he felt that she was such a vicious person, which made him feel sick from the bottom of his heart Woman, Gao Yufei stared at her coldly.

"Yufei, don't drive me away, I'm just jealous that you spend all your time on her, that's why I did such a foolish thing, I was wrong." He Xinling hugged him immediately, with pear blossoms in the rain, Chuchu begged pitifully.

Gao Yufei was silent, she was his white moonlight after all, he couldn't resist her gentle offensive.

(End of this chapter)

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