Chapter 711: Aren't You Afraid of Falling Short in the Last Lap? (1)

Xu Weilai stared at the man before her and realised that his expression never changed from the start until the end of all that she had said. He seemed to have frowned slightly but she could have been mistaken.

If there was one thing she hated about Gu Yu, it would be his current behavior.

No matter how many punches she threw at him, it doesn’t seem to affect him at all and it gave her a sense of desperation.

Someone pressed the elevator button on the outside and the door opened once again.

When the employees who were supposed to take the elevator noticed the atmosphere between them, none dared to enter the elevator and slipped away as fast as they could.

Xu Weilai stood still and even until the elevator door had opened up fully, Gu Yu still remained silent. “Is there nothing else that you could say?” she asked frigidly.

She paused in her tracks for another three seconds but when all that she received was silence, she turned and strutted out of the elevator.

Gu Yu’s gaze tracked her silhouette and his long legs jerked slightly, but ultimately, he remained rooted to the spot until the elevator door closed by itself and separated them from each other.

He froze on the spot for five minutes before he raised his hand and pressed the elevator button for the top floor.

After returning to the office, Gu Yu sat down on his swivel chair and leaned back against the backrest before he closed his eyes shut to conceal the wave of emotions in his eyes. However, his brows remained tightly knitted into a frown, which gave away the uneasiness that he was feeling.

Perhaps because he was emotionally affected, Gu Yu was suddenly seized by a quick, violent coughing fit and his face was rapidly drained of color.

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His hand trembled slightly as he pulled open the drawer and took out a few bottles to pour out a few pills onto his palm. He then tossed his head back and popped the pills into his mouth before picking up the glass of water on the table to take a few gulps of water and swallowing the pills with difficulty.

After some time, his coughing finally stopped, but his face remained deathly pale. He sank back into his seat once again and shut his eyes to take a nap.

All of a sudden, his phone began to ring.

Without opening his eyes, Gu Yu reached for his pockets and took out his phone before he swiped his finger across the screen and answered, “Hello.”

It was a call from Zuo Si and, after she greeted him, acutely sensed that something was off with his voice. She hesitated briefly before eventually asking, “Are you…”

But before she could complete her sentence, Gu Yu cut her off and said, “What is it?”

Zuo Si paused for a moment. She could tell that he was reluctant to talk about his condition and thus, instead of pressing on further, she informed him of the purpose of her call.

“I mentioned to you the day before yesterday that I hope you could attend my father’s birthday party with me. Have you made up your mind about this?”

Gu Yu slowly opened his eyes and an unfathomable emotion flashed across his eyes.

When Zuo Si brought this up to Gu Yu previously, he had turned her down without hesitation because he thought that the time was not ripe yet. Zuo Si had called him now to fight for her case and she certainly did not harbor much hope about winning.

After all, Gu Yu was a man who had a mind of his own and had always done things at his own pace. Practically no one could influence him to change his mind.

Thus, Zuo Si was mentally prepared for his rejection when she brought this up with him again.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yu replied clearly in a low and deep voice, “Sure, I’ll attend the event with you.”

Zuo Si was utterly shocked and, for a moment, wondered if she had heard him wrong.

She couldn’t help but ask with uncertainty, “You’re…agreeable to this?”