compromise

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☆, (eighty)

Gu Yan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that things were bad: "Where are you, Mom, I'll go back right away!"

"Go home first! It's so late!" Mother Gu said angrily, and hung up the phone directly, feeling very dissatisfied with Gu Yan's behavior of not being home every day.

Gu Yan immediately got into the car and drove home. He called Wen Qiyu.

"Hello..." Wen Qiyu's voice sounded weak, and Gu Yan knew it was his tone when he was nervous.

"Ayu... I, I didn't find Wen Qishan today." Gu Yan's heart was in a mess, and he could only say simple words that didn't irritate Wen Qiyu.

"Well, it's okay. You..."

"Ayu, something happened at my house today, and I'm in a hurry. I'll go home first tonight, okay?" Gu Yan interrupted him, speaking cautiously.

Wen Qiyu froze on the other end of the phone, the phone in his hand was shaking non-stop.

He still hates it, he still hates it.

In the eyes of others, Wen Qiyu is a lawyer with a good reputation and reputation, but only he knows how dirty he is.

Gu Yan had only heard about his past in the past, and had never put himself in his shoes to experience what it would be like to humblely struggle in the quagmire.

When he was young, he faced the darkness at the bottom. He crawled out of that quagmire, his body was dirty, and he couldn't wash it off.

What Gu Yan likes is the clean and translucent Wen Qiyu, he can't accept his past at all.

Wen Qiyu pulled the corner of his mouth dismally: "Of course."

How could he say no, and what right did he have to say no?

Although Gu Yan is gentle, it has become a habit to make his own decisions.

Gu Yan knew that Wen Qiyu would answer like this, but for some reason, he always had a bad feeling.

The feeling of being unable to catch Wen Qiyu once again sprouted from the bottom of his heart, which made him a little scared.

Only after Gu Yan hung up the phone did he have the courage to think about what happened now.

He knew that Wen Qiyu had sued Cui Yi, but his mother didn't.

Gu Yan and even his mother, although usually a bit childish, would become a different person once faced with important matters.

Cold, and cruel.

Gu Yan was so confused that he didn't even know what expression to use to face his mother, and what attitude to use to face Wen Qiyu.

Gu Yan replied at home, his mother was sitting on the sofa, wearing business attire, with a tense facial expression, flipping through the materials.

Seeing Gu Yan coming back, he just glanced at him from the file: "Sit down, don't talk."

Gu Yan felt uneasy for a while, all signs showed that his mother was already quite unhappy.

Gu Yan sat down on the sofa, not daring to move.

Mother carefully read the last page, her hands had wrinkled the information.

She looked up at Gu Yan with red eyes for a while, and asked, "How did you know Wen Qiyu?"

"Before my work was plagiarized, he was hired as a lawyer...Mom, Wen Qiyu..." Gu Yan wanted to intercede.

"Did you know that Wen Qiyu was Cui Yi's lawyer to sue your father?"

Gu Yan was most afraid of his mother asking this question, and his heart was in a mess.

In the end, Gu Yan lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "...I don't know..."

Gu Yan's mother breathed a sigh of relief, but still frowned.

She threw the documents in her hand in front of Gu Yan.