Sometimes he is a bit chauvinistic, thinking that no matter how big the trouble is outside, he can handle it, while his woman just needs to live a carefree life. But today's incident made him realize that they are husband and wife, and they are one and the same.
No distinction is made between you and me.
Lu Yaoyao finally turned around and faced him face to face.
"Is it the one with the gold ring on his hand?" She had previously told Gu Ruandong in private that he looked ugly wearing a gold ring.
"Um."
With a concrete image, with the name and face facing each other, sadness comes, for a fresh life that suddenly passed away.
"I'm sorry." She didn't know how difficult it was for him these days, and at the same time, it was the first time she realized so deeply that they lived in two completely different worlds, so different.
Gu Ruandong hugged her and kissed her, and she responded silently, less emotionally and more comforting. After a while, Gu Ruandong did not continue and lowered his head and asked her: "Does your foot still hurt?"
Then he stood up and looked at her feet.
She shook her head and said it didn't hurt anymore. This small injury could not be considered an injury in front of him. But Gu Ruandong paid great attention to it and observed it carefully. He was relieved when he saw that the wound only had a small opening and no blood.
"When will Daikin's memorial service be held? I will go with you."
Gu Ruandong was silent for a long time. Seeing her sincere and brave eyes, as if she was determined to integrate into his world, he felt a little moved and then agreed: "Okay."
The two hugged each other and fell asleep. Very late, Lu Yaoyao looked up from his arms and said, "Gu Ruandong, I am not as vulnerable as you think."
She can face the wind and rain with him.
"I know."
Dai Jin's memorial service was very low-key, with only a few of his relatives and a few people from Dafang Baosang. They did not expect that Gu Ruandong would bring Lu Yaoyao.
"Young Master Gu, what do you mean?"
Gu Ruandong ignored them and took Yaoyao to present flowers to Dajin. After bowing three times, he walked up to them.
"Yao Yao, let me formally introduce Xu Zefang, Baosang, Chen Xinmin..."
These people were afraid of him, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they did not dare to say anything.
Lu Yaoyao said hello one by one, carefully remembering everyone's name and appearance this time. For her, this memorial service was also the beginning of saying goodbye to a lifestyle, stepping out of her comfort zone, and integrating into Gu Ruandong's world.
In fact, speaking of integration, her life has not changed much. The most is that Gu Ruandong will tell her when he has something to do and no longer hide it.
She was still like that every day, either at home or strolling to the company to shoot a commercial or make an announcement, and check out if there were any good scripts.
One day, they suddenly discovered that Song Jingye, the great figure who lent their office, had not appeared for a long time.
Sister Hao: "You are really late. Mr. Song has never been here since he finished eating the cake last time."
Shanshan: "It's strange that I miss him. With such a masculine man in the company, I feel safe, but he's a little rude. He didn't even say hello when he left."
Lu Yaoyao: "He is quite rude."
By this calculation, it has been at least more than a month.