Chapter 75: Big Do, Special Do, Three Hundred Rounds 

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Xiao Ling parked the car in the garage downstairs of Gu Jinrong's house. The long-separated young wives, for the sake of more space for them, didn't even let the assistant help with moving the luggage.

“We can just go up by ourselves. Xiao Ling, take this car to the car wash, and then rest for today," Gu Jinrong said before she walked towards the elevator holding Shen Qingzhi's hand.

Li Qian watched the two of them almost sticking together as they slowly walked away, leaving her feeling disheveled in the wind.

What's going on? Zhizhi never let me send her home before, so it seems she has been living with Boss Gu secretly.

The update speed of "Memorabilia of Rong Shen" cannot keep up with the speed of these two privately launching rockets. As a group leader, I feel like I have neglected my duty.

She was reflecting on herself in her mind, with a very expressive expression. While Xiao Ling beside her, had already reopened the car door, "Work's done. Need a ride?"

Seeing Xiao Ling's calm demeanor, Li Qian speculated that she must know more than her and sneakily gossiped, "Ling-jie, I want to ask you something quietly. How long have Boss Gu and Zhizhi been living together like this?"

Xiao Ling shook her head and settled into the driver's seat, saying, "I don't know. Today was the first time I gave Miss Shen a ride. Have they been living together?"

"Of course! Didn't you see them move their luggage upstairs?" Li Qian was speechless, thinking this person already knew but just had a slow reaction.

"Oh." Xiao Ling nodded expressionlessly and asked again, "Are you getting in the car?"

"No, don't you have anything to say?"

Li Qian, as Shen Qingzhi's assistant, felt it wasn't appropriate to directly reveal such earth-shattering secrets in the group chat. Finally encountering someone who shared the same secret, yet the other person acted as if everything was fine.

Xiao Ling looked up at her with a strange look on her face, "What are you talking about? The boss is already thirty years old. It's normal for her to fall in love and live with someone else. Didn't you tell me before, back when we were on set, to respect Boss Gu's personal romantic life?"

Li Qian: Have I said that before?

Forget it, let's consider it my shallowness. Ling-jie is really worthy of being Boss Gu's assistant, displaying the same calm demeanor in handling things.

Meanwhile, while Li Qian was processing the significant information of "My CP has moved in together" Gu Jinrong and Shen Qing had already dragged their suitcases into the house.

Back in the familiar space, Shen Qingzhi seemed like a different person. She dropped her suitcase in the living room and collapsed on the sofa as if she had no bones.

"I'm finally home! So~ tired!"

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In just half a month, she flew to three countries and almost became a trapeze artist.

Gu Jinrong carried the suitcase into the bedroom, arranging it neatly. She returned to sit on the edge of the sofa in the living room, her fair hand naturally resting in the hollow of Shen Qingzhi's shoulder, gently kneading without being too light or too heavy.

"Hiss~" Shen Qingzhi felt her sore muscles and sat up, looking at Gu Jinrong's earnest and gentle profile under the white light, adding a touch of purity to it.

Suddenly she became a little distraught.

Shen Qingzhi reached out, hooked the slender neck in front of her, pulling the two of them closer in an instant, and fiercely took the initiative to kiss the delicate, creamy cheek.

The soft and warm touch made her feel confused for a moment: She is already thirty years old, how come her skin is still so good?

Gu Jinrong leaned slightly, letting Shen Qingzhi chew at her cheek like she was a lollipop, a light smile playing on her lips. "Didn't you say you were tired?"

"Kissing doesn't make me tired."

Shen Qingzhi was uncharacteristically proactive at this moment, and dropped wet kisses along the delicate cheeks to the corners of the raised lips, touching them again and again like a chicken pecking at rice.

She was originally lying on the sofa, she now sat halfway up, one hand propping herself on the cushion, the other trying to reach for the person's neck, her posture somewhat awkward.

While kissing with all her strength, she was trying to find a comfortable position, but it turned out that she couldn't do both.

"Aah~" As the two of them kissed passionately, they suddenly heard a shrill howl. Shen Qingzhi covered her waist, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What's wrong?!" The kiss abruptly stopped, startling Gu Jinrong, who reached out to hold Shen Qingzhi, who was lying on the sofa in a twisted posture.

"My waist, my waist, my waist!" Shen Qingzhi refused Gu Jinrong's attempt to help her up, lying completely flat on the sofa like a salted fish.

Gu Jinrong extended her fingertips to touch, but before she could reach, she heard a wailing cry that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth.

Ai, she had injured herself right after arriving home.

Gu Jinrong sighed inwardly, but obviously, this was not the first time she encountered such a situation, so she found the first aid kit with ease.

Seeing the white medical kit, Shen Qingzhi's leg jerked involuntarily. She clenched the corner of her rumpled clothes and shrank behind the sofa.

"It hurts~" Her voice was delicate and pitiful.

"Be good." Gu Jinrong saw Shen Qingzhi wincing from her waist, twisting her body like an eel. She immediately clasped her waist with one hand, while she rolled up the clothing around her abdomen with the other.

Observing Gu Jinrong's swift actions without coaxing her, Shen Qingzhi began to act pretentiously, "You've changed. You're so cruel now. You don't love me anymore."

"I love you very much."

Gu Jinrong was perfunctory and took advantage of Shen Qingzhi's momentary surprise to slip a pre-peeled lollipop into her mouth. Then, while she was momentarily distracted, she swiftly tore open an adhesive plaster and applied it to the sore spot on her waist.

"Ah~" Shen Qingzhi, with the lollipop in her mouth and still trying to figure out when the lollipop was peeled, suddenly felt a fiery pain in her waist.

She propped herself up on the sofa cushions and stood up. Just as she was about to howl a few more words, she realized her body suddenly felt a bit lighter.

"Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore. What kind of medicine is this? It's quite effective."

Shen Qingzhi, who was resurrected with full blood, chewed a lollipop and poked her head toward the medicine box, but Gu Jinrong held her shoulder with one hand.

"Calm down for a while and go to bed first. I'll wash my hands and then massage your waist for you."

"Oh~" Shen Qingzhi immediately became obedient upon hearing the keyword "bed." By the time Gu Jinrong finished tidying up and entered the room, Shen Qingzhi had even changed into pajamas.

Gu Jinrong hung her coat on the hanger. Her white silk shirt paired with fitted trousers accentuated her figure.

As she approached the bed, Shen Qingzhi pulled her down to sit and then wrapped around her like a water snake.

Hmm, still a water snake with a bad waist.

Shen Qingzhi was wearing a set of separate top and bottom cotton pajamas. The clothing style was very proper, but her movements were not. She emitted an aura of restlessness, even with the plaster on her waist faintly visible. Gu Jinrong sat on the bed, quietly watching her antics, until those willow-like arms hooked around her shoulder once again.

"Is your waist not hurting anymore?" She reached out to steady Shen Qingzhi's upper body, fearing that she might accidentally worsen her injury. 

"It's not hurting. Right now, I can easily do three hundred rounds without any issues."

A short goodbye is better than a wedding. Today, Shen Qingzhi let herself go a little bit. Even though she couldn't hold it for three hours, it didn't stop her from speaking with great momentum.

"Three hundred rounds?" Sensing Shen Qingzhi's slight abnormality, Gu Jinrong pulled her into her arms to prevent her from messing around, "Qingqing, do you... have something to say to me?"

"No, I just want to do three hundred rounds!" Shen Qingzhi struggled in Gu Jinrong's embrace, stubbornly insisting.

Gu Jinrong freed one hand and gently touched Shen Qingzhi's slightly disheveled head, sighing softly, "You're a bit too enthusiastic today."

Shen Qingzhi stopped moving, bit her lip, and then asked after a while, "Don't you like me anymore?”

Gu Jinrong softly planted a kiss on Shen Qingzhi's forehead, somewhat soothingly. "Qingqing, I love you no matter how you are. It's just that right now, you're holding something in your heart."

Shen Qingzhi blinked and suddenly felt a little pang.

Still…she was seen through.

She had a conversation with Wen Qi in F Country earlier. In fact, the other party didn't say anything, but the photo and Gu Jinrong and the nine years of losing contact were enough to make her think wildly.

She knew that such daydreams were useless and that if something happened, the two of them should solve it face to face, but in the last two days of being apart, she still couldn't control her thoughts.

Human consciousness is divided into two parts: rationality and sensibility. Many times, rationality tells us what should be done and what shouldn't be done.

But sensibility is like a wild horse that has taken off its reins, running wildly in the mind.

In the past two days, in the hotel room and on the plane, she had thought a lot alone, but could not come up with a result. It only made her head buzz and hurt.

She originally thought that today, she would finally be able to meet Gu Jinrong, and she would talk to her about this matter.

But when she really saw her, she began to become shy again.

She didn't know where to start, and she didn't know what would happen if she said it.

The primitive desire drove her to be close to and possess her beloved so that in moments of affection, she could see her unique self reflected in the other's eyes.

How great it would be if she didn't need to use her brain to think or distinguish, she just needs to rely on instinct to get close and please each other.

She thought she was acting very natural, but she didn't know that to someone who truly understood and cared about her, even the slightest movement could reveal something unusual.

Gu Jinrong noticed Shen Qingzhi's silence and held her even tighter, to the extent that they could hear each other's synchronized heartbeats.

"If Qingqing doesn't want to say anything, let me take a guess. These days in F Country, you met Wen Qi, and she mentioned something about me."

Shen Qingzhi tilted her head, carefully observing Gu Jinrong's expression. Seeing her calm demeanor, unlike the previous two times when she seemed uncomfortable.

"I thought you didn't want to bring her up."

In fact, Shen Qingzhi wasn't foolish either. From Gu Jinrong's reaction on Weibo upon seeing news about Wen Qi, and the name that was hard to mention when they were on the cable car, and Wen Qi's initiative to bring up Gu Jinrong during their conversation...

These clues, when slightly put together, could roughly conclude that the girl who lost her ability to walk due to the Gu family's car accident years ago was Wen Qi.

Wen Qi has been in M country for these years. Shen Qingzhi also learned from reports that she had difficulty moving her legs for many years. At that time, she felt deeply sorry, not expecting that something like this was so closely connected to her.

However, that's all she could guess.

The nine years of separation had been enough to have many things happen, which couldn't be easily explained in a few words.

Gu Jinrong hugged the soft body in her arms, feeling tender and peaceful in her heart.

Resting her head on the slender shoulder, her voice was soft, as if afraid to disturb the beautiful tranquility.

"I didn't want to mention her before, and I was even a little afraid to mention her. But actually, what I feared most was you not being happy."