Seeing this, Meng Shu Tang got up and pulled Ruan An.
But it was too late; Ruan An had already shouted it out.
The crowd turned their gazes over. As Ruan An was about to speak again, Qiao Mo raised her wine glass toward Gu Yun Ci and Bai Ci Xian, "President Gu and Supervisor Bai are here. Come, let us all raise our glasses together."
In the workplace, Bai Ci Xian was at the height of her popularity, and everyone knew that she was the favorite in Gu Yun Ci's eyes.
Whether she was a mistress or the legitimate wife, they knew deep down that even if Bai Ci Xian were a mistress, this occasion was not the place to discuss it.
Everyone raised their glasses and toasted Gu Yun Ci and Bai Ci Xian one after another.
The entire hall was filled with applause and flowers, all given to the two of them.
Ruan An's momentum was completely drowned out by the endless praise and flattery. She sat down dejectedly, "Tangtang Jie, I feel so wronged for you."
Meng Shu Tang placed two more pieces of cake on her plate, "I don't feel wronged."
Gu Yun Ci seemed to sense something and looked over, his gaze landing on Meng Shu Tang, who was sitting quietly in the corner.
Seeing this, Bai Ci Xian said, "President Gu, you go chat with President Zhou and the others; I will be back in a moment."
Bai Ci Xian walked over to Qiao Mo, "What was that little assistant Meng Shu Tang shouting when we walked in just now?"
Qiao Mo looked around, "She said you were a mistress."
Bai Ci Xian smiled. Good, very good!
She walked gracefully to Meng Shu Tang's side, "Miss Meng, is the cake delicious?"
Meng Shu Tang smiled, "It is delicious."
She wanted to leave, but Bai Ci Xian did not intend to let her off so easily. She wanted to let everyone see today, in front of the Gu Corporation employees, who the real mistress was!
Just as Meng Shu Tang moved to leave, Bai Ci Xian stepped firmly on the tablecloth, pulling the long table over.
Accompanied by a scream that pierced the air, Bai Ci Xian pulled Meng Shu Tang down with her into the mess of shattered cups and plates.
Meng Shu Tang's slender arm was cut by a broken glass. Before she could even feel the pain, Bai Ci Xian was already reaching out pitifully toward Gu Yun Ci, who was nearby, "Brother Yun Ci, help me."
Gu Yun Ci turned his head, saw her lying on the ground, put down the glass in his hand, and pulled her up.
She didn't stand steadily and fell into Gu Yun Ci's arms, her eyes filled with tears as she pointed at Meng Shu Tang on the ground, "Miss Meng, we have no grudges against each other, why did you push me?"
With that one sentence, she pushed Meng Shu Tang, who was lying on the ground, into the center of everyone's attention.
Qiao Mo said, "Miss Meng looks quite quiet, how could she do such a thing!"
Wang Dan added, "I'm afraid she's just jealous of Supervisor Bai. It really is a case of trying to be clever only to end up with a loss. I think she fell harder than Supervisor Bai."
"It would be best if she fell on that face and ruined it."
Meng Shu Tang looked up and saw the man frowning, neither questioning nor showing concern.
Seeing that even Zhou Songyan looked hesitant, she knew no one believed her.
Covered in wine stains and lying on the ground in a sorry state, she felt the surrounding gazes were cold and piercing.
"Qin Zheng, pull her up."
The man pushed Bai Ci Xian away and said coldly.
Before Qin Zheng could walk over, Ruan An had already helped the struggling Meng Shu Tang up, "Tangtang Jie, are you okay... ah, blood."
There was a large gash on her arm, and blood was pouring out. Meng Shu Tang pressed against the wound, "You guys enjoy yourselves, I have something to do, so I have left."
She did not explain or argue, leaving amidst a crowd of surprised and confused gazes.
She went to the restroom, rinsed it briefly, and left while pressing on the wound.
She couldn't drive, so she took the subway.
On the way, she called Ruan An, "An An, I'm sorry, I can't take you home."
Ruan An replied, "It's okay, Tangtang Jie, I can take the subway. It's a direct line, very convenient."
"How are you? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Meng Shu Tang looked down at the wound, "It's just a scrape, I'm fine."
Shallow Bay was a wealthy area where the subway didn't reach, so she got off at the nearest station and called a car.
After arriving home, she didn't tell Zhang Ma about the injury and went upstairs to work.
Gu Yun Ci had asked Qin Zheng to buy medicine for Meng Shu Tang, but after searching around, Qin Zheng couldn't find her and told Gu Yun Ci, "Young Madam has left."
Ignoring the attempts of Zhou Songyan and Bai Ci Xian to make him stay, the man found an excuse to leave and went to the underground parking lot.
When he started the car, he caught a glimpse of Meng Shu Tang's car parked there and abruptly turned his own car off.
He waited for a full hour.
Seeing that Meng Shu Tang hadn't come down, he called Zhang Ma.
"Yes, Young Madam returned early and went upstairs; she hasn't come down since," Zhang Ma said.
The man started his car and drove home in a hurry.
Seeing him return, Zhang Ma asked, "President Gu, didn't you say you were at a social event and would be back late?"
Gu Yun Ci didn't hear what she said, "Is she still upstairs?"
Zhang Ma replied, "Yes, I brought her some fruit, but she has the door locked, and I don't know what she is busy with."
The man walked quickly upstairs, but when he reached the door, he suddenly didn't feel as anxious.
He knocked on the door.
From inside came Meng Shu Tang's sweet voice, "Zhang Ma, I'm not eating. You should go rest and don't worry about me."
"It's me." His tone was no longer cold or angry, but tight and hoarse.
There was a moment of silence inside, "President Gu... is something the matter?"
The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly. He didn't even know why he was standing here; they were clearly about to get a divorce.
But he just wanted to see her wound and give her the medicine.
"Open the door."
His cold tone carried a command.
Meng Shu Tang thought for a moment, then slowly got up and opened the door.
The gap in the door was small.
She leaned against the wall, curled up by the door. Her lips were bruised and bleeding slightly, and her slender fingers hung down, with beads of blood from her arm congealing on her fingertips.
She stood there, a small, pitiful figure, her eyes veiled in mist, breathing softly, looking truly heart-wrenching.
In stark contrast to her was the man opposite her.
He was his usual noble and precious self, handsome and refined.
As their eyes met across the short distance, it was a moment filled with deep emotion.
"President Gu, if there is nothing else, I am closing the door."
Meng Shu Tang met his gaze and said slowly.
The man looked at her, "Take the medicine."
Meng Shu Tang didn't want it; by now, the wound had already started to heal.
But she knew that if she didn't take it, the man wouldn't leave.
She forced a polite smile on her face and took it, "Thank you, President Gu."
After taking it inside, she was about to close the door when the man suddenly blocked it with his foot.
Meng Shu Tang frowned slightly, feeling puzzled.
"I want to go in and take a look. I used to sleep here quite often."
Meng Shu Tang let go of the door.
She didn't look at Gu Yun Ci, placed the medicine on the table, and leaned over to start drawing cultural and creative ornaments.
The man curled his fingers slightly as he entered the room, freezing the moment he pushed the door open.
The attic was cramped and drafty, with mottled beams and pillars, especially the bed in the dim light, which instantly brought back childhood memories.
When he was young, his mother used to set up her easel here to paint.
She would smile as she wiped paint off his nose, sit in the rattan chair counting the returning birds outside the window with him, and secretly slip him candies that Gu Ye Heng wouldn't let him eat.
The attic was the place his mother loved most when she was alive, and it was the only time in his 27 years of life that was filled with gentleness and peace.
Counting the scenes here, his eyes surged with pity and old pain, causing his noble back to stiffen slightly.
He bent down and picked up the medicine box from the table, "I will apply the medicine for you."
Meng Shu Tang said, "No need."
An hour had passed; should she wipe off the scab and make it bleed again?
"It is a growth factor to prevent scarring."
The man was somewhat stubborn. He pulled Meng Shu Tang to sit on the bed, knelt on one knee in front of her, and gently rolled up her sleeve.
His fingertips were warm as he dipped them in the growth factor and gently applied it to her wound. His movements were so light they were almost cautious, and he even held his breath, afraid of hurting her.
After applying it, he wiped the blood from her fingertips, "Don't let it touch water for the next few days. Let the scab fall off naturally, and apply this after it falls off."
Meng Shu Tang remembered that the man loved to kiss her fingertips the most.
After finishing, he deliberately lowered his head, "Do you want to... move back to the Master Bedroom?"
His voice was quiet, but Meng Shu Tang heard it clearly.
She couldn't understand why Gu Yun Ci was suddenly being nice to her and asking this.
Did she want to move back to the Master Bedroom?
A voice in her heart couldn't be controlled; she wanted to throw herself into his arms, hold him, and cry her heart out, soaking his shirt with her tears, and tell him that she wanted to.
She also wanted to ask him why he had to treat her this way.
Treating her as a tool for revenge.
Why was he so cold-blooded and heartless? Why did he choose her, just because she accepted Gu Jin Xing's marriage proposal?
Meng Shu Tang's sobbing startled the man, and he looked up slightly.
Against the light, Meng Shu Tang couldn't see his expression clearly.
But she was certain he was making some kind of decision, "As long as you..."
He wanted to say as long as she threw away the Ancient Bead Necklace around her neck, but before he could finish, Meng Shu Tang interrupted, "I don't want to!"
She stood up decisively and went to the small balcony outside.
Staying far away from him.
She didn't want him to know that she was crying because of him.
Letting him mistake it for pain from the wound or crying because of her earlier sorry state was fine.
The man squatted for a moment, then slowly stood up, "Alright."
After saying that, he turned and left.
He went downstairs to get a drink and saw Zhang Ma standing in the living room, "President Gu, did you go to the attic to find the Young Madam just now?"
Gu Yun Ci nodded, "Is she living well there?"
Zhang Ma nodded, "Young Madam is living very well, and she likes that place very much."
"She planted flowers on the balcony. It's a pity it's late autumn now; if it were spring, it would be even more beautiful."
Gu Yun Ci nodded, "Good."
Zhang Ma asked, "President Gu, don't you want to explain it to her?"
"Explain what?" The man smiled bitterly, "The one he cares about is not me."
After saying that, he tilted his head and drank the Burgundy in one gulp, "Zhang Ma, go back and rest!"
"You should also rest early."
"Hmm."
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