Can We Say No to Divorce?
Chapter 253 - 162: The Truth, Brutal Yet Beautiful_3

Chapter 253: Chapter 162: The Truth, Brutal Yet Beautiful_3

"Okay!" Gu Qingchen nodded, "I’ll go outside for a smoke."

Bei Ran: "..."

Since what Yu Ke had said was true, Duan Feixun had no opportunity to commit the crime, so he was immediately released.

When he came out and saw that it was Bei Ran handling the procedures for him, he asked, "Where is she!"

"Doesn’t want to see you!" Bei Ran didn’t hide it, speaking bluntly.

Duan Feixun hurriedly said, "I just went to Yu Ke’s home, but we didn’t do anything..."

"Tell that to Sister Tong!" Bei Ran signed her name, glanced at him, "I don’t care which woman’s house you spend the night at!"

But Zheng Tong did care.

Duan Feixun nodded, "And Qingchen?"

"He’s outside smoking!" Bei Ran walked out.

Duan Feixun also walked outside, and not far away, Gu Qingchen was smoking.

The dusk gradually set in, the sun dipped below the mountains, and patches of faint silhouettes still lingered between the trees. The last glimmer of golden light was replaced by the darkness of the night.

Gu Qingchen’s tall figure, that was an eternally unblemished white, even as darkness fell, he still maintained a pure white color in the night.

He stood under a big tree, quietly smoking the cigarette in his hand.

Between his middle finger and index finger, there was a small glowing ember flickering on and off.

So many years, accustomed to a solitary life!

Even with a woman by his side, he wouldn’t hold too many expectations.

The cold night and his proud demeanor merged into one.

Is it the night that is colder, or is his temperament prouder?

Bei Ran stood not too far away, watching him quietly like that.

At this moment, Duan Feixun walked over, took the cigarette and lighter from Gu Qingchen’s hand, and in the moment the lighter was lit, his face was full of serious expressions.

This might be the reason he didn’t tell Song Xuyao where he had gone, preferring to spend 48 hours in the police station!

Bei Ran didn’t walk over. What kind of feelings Duan Feixun had for Zheng Tong, and what Zheng Tong felt for Duan Feixun, marital life is a process of merging!

Their issues were for them to sort out on their own!

And her, at this moment, she was just gazing at Gu Qingchen under the night sky.

The white moonlight, a city so beautiful, Gu Qingcheng.

Sensing Bei Ran’s gaze, Gu Qingchen looked towards her.

She was in a simple professional outfit, a white blouse with a classic black suit over it, her hair meticulously tied at the back of her head.

Such an image seemed rather simple.

But her lips curved into a slight smile, and her eyes, under the starry sky, were like the quietly flowing water of a river.

Gu Qingchen stubbed out the cigarette and then walked towards her.

A woman, as clear as a creek, as peaceful as a lake, as lively as a river, and as grand as the sea.

He thought, this woman, could belong to no one else but Bei Ran.

Gu Qingchen walked towards her, looking at her who was quiet yet slightly playful in the night, "Let’s go home!"

"Okay!" Bei Ran followed him.

Without driving here, the two of them walked onto the road.

Following them, Duan Feixun called out from behind, "Bei Ran..."

Bei Ran stopped, then turned around, staring at him, "Duan Feixun, if you want to know Sister Tong’s feelings, I can tell you. An elegant woman won’t fuss over all the women that a man has had before her, a woman who can love, but she would care about all the women that man has after her!"

"But, Yu Ke and I really didn’t do anything?" Duan Feixun scratched his head, "I did not betray Zheng Tong..."

"Explain it to Sister Tong!" Bei Ran said coldly.

Duan Feixun muttered, "She’s going to kill me!"

"Then sacrifice yourself for the cause!" Bei Ran said irritably.

After saying that, she walked on ahead, pulling Gu Qingchen with her.

Gu Qingchen and she walked side by side, not fast, neither of them deliberately slowed down. They simply strolled under the street lights in the gradually darkening city.

A row of long street lights lit up one after another.

Now was the peak of the commute, and the vehicles on the road were lined up in a long queue.

The headlights flickered constantly on the road.

It was the passersby who hurried by.

She and he exchanged glances; they were probably hurrying home to take care of their children and family.

Gu Qingchen looked down at her, "You don’t seem like someone who gets angry easily!"

Bei Ran smiled with Yanran, "True! But I hate men who know they’re married and still flirt with women!"

"Luckily, I haven’t made you hate me!" Gu Qingchen laughed softly.

Bei Ran also smiled, "So, if you propose to me creatively next time, I might just accept you know!"

Gu Qingchen and she looked into each other’s eyes, stopping under a street light, gazing at one another.

The white street light exposed them without any concealment.

His features were three-dimensional and profound.

Her features were delicate and absolutely beautiful.

"Your ’if’ and ’ might,’ these two words, are destined to mean that I won’t be successful in proposing yet!" Gu Qingchen chuckled lightly, "Alright, I’ll leave you to have fun for a bit longer!"

Bei Ran curved her lips in a smile, "What do you mean by leaving me? If I don’t agree, could you really tie me up?"

"Hmm, you could try..." Gu Qingchen’s voice gradually revealed a sense of authority. He would indulge her, but it didn’t mean he would let go! "What did I write on the bathroom wall last night?"

Bei Ran’s face turned red, like a pure white lily in the night tainted with the rosy blush of roses.

How could she not know what he had written!

And he wrote it in that situation!

Bei Ran—my wife.

Gu Qingchen gazed at her flushed pretty face, her long eyelashes also fluttering, as if they were a fan of the soul, fanning away the shadows in his heart, bringing him a piece of blue, clean spiritual sky.