Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 392: A Gentleman Can Be Killed, But Not Humiliated

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: A Gentleman Can Be Killed, But Not Humiliated

Old Mr. Gu looked at them, understanding they had grasped the situation and quickly regained his composure.

He told the two of them, "Get back to your business quickly, I’m fine here, don’t worry. If I really can’t handle it, I’ll tell you."

Gu Chao and Qin Suyun could only leave as they were told.

But they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Afterward, they had no choice but to call Gu Huai’an.

Gu Huai’an was truly busy, too busy to even contact Song Yunuan.

However, he would write letters to Song Yunuan.

One letter a month, without any interruptions.

Song Yunuan on the other hand, would reply when she received them and wouldn’t make up for any missed ones.

Gu Huai’an didn’t mind.

This way of staying in touch was quite good.

However, after he received a call from his parents, he still made time to return to Beidu.

He investigated secretly, but came up with no leads.

According to Little Nuan’s prophecy, in mid-February, their Gu family left the compound.

On Labor Day, Grandpa committed suicide.

According to the timeline, the first event was about to happen.

As Gu Huai’an, he was the last person who should believe in these things.

But he did believe.

He had been working frantically during this time, all in preparation.

If Grandpa committed suicide, it wouldn’t be due to slander or being framed, nor would it be for their sake to the extent of taking his own life.

His family wasn’t so incompetent as to use Old Master Gu’s life to ensure their safety.

Therefore, the most likely possibility was that Grandpa had committed suicide out of guilt.

What on earth had happened?

Looking at the gaunt figure of Old Mr. Gu, he said, "Grandpa, we stick together through thick and thin, right?"

Old Mr. Gu: "That’s both right and wrong. That saying might be useful for others, but not for you. As long as you’re fine and don’t do anything foolish, even if all of us are ruined, you’ll be fine."

Gu Huai’an: "Grandpa, that’s not right either."

Old Mr. Gu: "What’s not right about it?"

Gu Huai’an: "Grandpa, I had a dream a few days ago. When I woke up, I felt it was so real and terrifying. Do you want to hear it?"

Old Mr. Gu chuckled, but said with a heart full of pity, "Huai’an, you’ve been too busy lately. Are you working overtime every day?

You’ve gotten thinner since the last time I saw you. You should know that health is the capital of revolution. If you’re not healthy and something goes wrong, you won’t even be able to find a wife."

Gu Huai’an paused for a moment, then said, "Grandpa, I dreamt that something happened to our family, you were dismissed, and we moved out of the big courtyard. Afterwards, on May Day, you committed suicide..."

At this moment, the two were in Old Mr. Gu’s study.

Sitting facing each other.

Hearing this, Old Master Gu became so angry that veins throbbed on his forehead, and pointing at Gu Huai’an, he hopped in rage, "You little bastard, are you insulting your grandfather? A man can be killed but not insulted, even if I, Gu Tiansheng, die poor, starve, fall ill, or get beaten to death, I won’t take my own life. I’m not that spineless!"

Gu Huai’an remained unfazed, calmly saying, "Grandpa, as I said, it was just a dream."

Old Mr. Gu was so angry that he puffed up his whiskers and glared, ready to take the chance to drive his grandson away.

But Gu Huai’an said, "Grandpa, what has happened to you that you’ve been dwelling on, that I don’t know about? Let’s work on it together. We don’t have to tell anyone else, but you can tell me. Don’t worry about me being implicated. Besides mobile devices, I have a secret project in my hands... I might as well let you in on some of it. It’s a type of heavy-duty military helicopter that could likely be a world leader... "

Gu Huai’an didn’t continue.

Even those few simple words were enough to make Old Mr. Gu’s eyes widen in excitement, wanting to ask if it was true, but he swallowed back the questions he was about to ask.

He understood what it meant, but... he was at fault for that matter. Perhaps it was exactly his obstinacy that had led to serious consequences.

Gu Huai’an said, "Grandpa, ignorance doesn’t ensure one’s personal well-being. If you don’t trust them, why don’t you trust me?"

"Even if you don’t tell me, you must promise me that if something does go wrong, don’t think it’s really a problem."

Often, something may not be what you imagine it to be; perhaps there’s another truth. It’s just that, Grandpa, your eyes have been obscured by the fog."

"Only by staying alive can you discover the final truth. Whatever one ought to bear, one must bear. For what one ought not bear, one must find another way to discover the truth, to find the ultimate truth."

"Grandpa, do you understand what I mean?"

Old Mr. Gu didn’t speak, just remained silent.

He still wasn’t prepared to talk?

Gu Huai’an didn’t force Old Mr. Gu either. He stood up, ready to rush back to the base overnight.

As he watched his retreating figure, Old Mr. Gu finally called out to stop Gu Huai’an.

After closing the door to the study, Old Master Gu sat in his chair, his usually straight back now somewhat hunched over.

His expression was different from usual, as if he were caught in some sort of memory.

Gu Huai’an didn’t say a word either, poured a glass of boiled water for his grandfather, and placed it on the table.

Old Mr. Gu seemed not to have noticed these actions.

After a long silence, he finally spoke with a heavy heart, "Thirty years ago, in 1950, there was a batch of gold and antiques hidden in a warehouse in Hai City that was to be moved."

"Eight hundred thousand taels of gold, and a total of one thousand and eight pieces of antiques."

"We received the mission to take custody of these items and to transport them back to Beidu safely at any cost."

"We marched hastily all the way to Hai City, cooperated with the local authorities, and under the leadership of Murong Feng, we found the secret warehouse, dealt with the guards, and successfully opened the warehouse."

"Murong Feng, a patriot from Hai City, I had met him once before."

"He was the one who provided this information."

"We set off northward overnight, not daring to drink water, to leave the vehicle, or to linger, just driving throughout the night. By dawn, we arrived at a valley."

"That was Doujia Valley in Han City; once past there, we would be only a few hours away from Beidu."

"Then, a cowherd boy came running to tell us that there was a flood in the valley ahead, the roads were muddy and difficult to navigate, and it would be best to take a detour through their village."

"If that was the case, our trucks definitely couldn’t make it through."

"We then sent someone to check the road ahead and indeed, it was impassable with mud, the trucks simply couldn’t cross."

"We’d have to wait until the water subsided and the roads dried."

"Later, I personally went to see it too."

"Exactly as the scout had described."

"Under these circumstances, our plans had to change."

"Old Qian and Murong Feng insisted on changing the route, as if the trucks got stuck in the mud pits, it would be too strenuous to get them out."

"In the end, I still stood by my decision, not to take detours, to avoid the risk of complications. We set off immediately..."

Gu Huai’an’s expression remained calm, but his mind had already visualized a clear picture of what his grandfather had described so far.

He was replaying it in his head.

His grandfather’s consideration was not wrong, but taking the detour was also a viable option.

Yet, in the end, a problem did occur.

If there was a conspiracy here, then even if they took the detour through the village, there might still have been an incident.

Gu Huai’an refilled his grandfather’s tea.

Having listened up to this point, he had begun to understand a part of it.

Nowadays, Grandpa Qian is still around, and his grandfather, though sometimes an adversary, yet a friend to Grandpa Qian, has significant differences in opinion with him, but their relationship is actually quite good.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t want to match Qian Anna with him.

So is it that this stubborn decision was covered up by Grandpa Qian or did they bear it together?

But looking at it now, the likelihood that it was kept secret seems greater.

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