The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Chapter 1347 Yun Rui's sincerity: dragging the Gu family brothers and sisters into the water

"They've compromised our internal systems," Gu Yunqian's lawyer whispered. "The transaction time mentioned in Lao Zhang's confession coincided with the time the server was remotely hacked. Someone is fabricating the chain of evidence."

Gu Yunqian said nothing, simply staring at his sister's reflection in the mirror. She was looking down at a document, her fingertips repeatedly tracing over the words "foreign organizations," the lines of her face as cold as a scalpel.

The little girl who used to hide behind him and cry is now facing the accusations of hanging alone, and he, her brother, can't even hand her a cup of hot water.

The phone vibrated in his pocket. It was an urgent message from the dark web: "The hard drive in the warehouse has been swapped, and our people have been ambushed." Gu Yunqian's pupils suddenly contracted - the other party not only wanted to bring them down, but also wanted to completely take away the core data of the "Nightingale Project".

At the same time, the sunlight of Xiangcheng was shining through the sycamore leaves, weaving a golden web on the floor of the baby room.

Qi Ruixiang knelt on the carpet, measuring the size with a tape measure in his hand. Yang Xiaotang leaned on the bay window, looking through the newly arrived crib catalog, and occasionally reading out a few cute models.

"How about this bear-shaped one?" She pointed at the picture and smiled. Her belly was already noticeably bulging, and when she raised her hand, her slender wrist bones were exposed. "Nian Nian will definitely like it."

After Qi Ruixiang finished measuring the last data, he stood up and rubbed her hair: "As long as you like it." He took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it to the furniture designer with the text "According to this size, I want the bear style." When he turned around, he saw Yang Xiaotang staring out the window in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" He walked over and gently put his arms around her waist from behind, his palms against her warm belly. The baby kicked, and the tiny force was transmitted through his palms like a bouncing pearl.

"I'm thinking about Wanqing." Yang Xiaotang's voice was soft. "She sent a message yesterday saying that something seemed to have happened in London. Miss Gu and the others..."

Qi Ruixiang paused. Yan Wanqing had indeed mentioned that the Gu siblings were under investigation in the UK, but he hadn't pressed the issue. Some people and things, once let go, shouldn't be stirred up again.

"Don't think about it." He bent down and kissed the top of her head. "Let's just live our own lives."

Yang Xiaotang nodded, turned around and snuggled into his arms. Qi Ruixiang had a faint pine scent on him, the scent of her newly bought laundry detergent, mixed with the smell of sun-dried laundry, which made her feel safe and secure.

She knew that there might still be hidden corners in his heart, but the warmth at this moment was real, the temperature of his palm was real, and the baby's fetal movement was real - these were enough.

In the evening, Yang Bin was sitting under a grape trellis listening to the radio. The news was reporting a "transnational commercial espionage case" and vaguely mentioned "Chinese entrepreneurs."

Qi Ruixiang brought out the freshly cooked Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup and placed it on the stone table: "Dad, have something sweet."

Yang Bin glanced at him and didn't respond, but when he turned around, he silently turned down the volume of the radio.

In the enamel bowl on the table, lotus seed soup was steaming. The sweet aroma of rock sugar mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus in the yard, spreading in the twilight...

In a London detention room, Gu Yunxi finally saw Gu Yunqian. He sat across from her through the glass, his eyes more bloodshot than yesterday, his chin covered in blue stubble, but he still managed a forced smile: "Don't worry, the legal team is looking for evidence."

"Don't they just want me? I might as well play with them!" Gu Yunxi's fingertips slid across the glass. "As a drug researcher, I only have a few choices..."

Gu Yunqian's eyes darkened. "There's news from the dark web that Lin Xu might still be alive and has appeared in ports in Southeast Asia."

Gu Yunxi's heart skipped a beat. Lin Xu... the man he almost caught, what did Gu Yunqian mean by mentioning him now?

"I'll handle anything that happens myself." Gu Yunqian's voice came through the glass, undeniably firm. "Don't ever say 'playing with them' again. It's not a nice thing to say."

Gu Yunxi looked at the red bloodshot in his eyes and suddenly remembered his childhood.

She was shoved by a boy from the next class, and her brother rushed in with clenched fists to fight. When he came back with a bruised face, he stuffed the candy he had secretly hidden with her. He was like this back then, too, always saying, "Don't worry," even though he was clearly injured.

But now, she couldn't even utter, "Take care, brother." Lao Zhang's testimony was like a poisonous sting, piercing the two of them. The unspoken suspicions and the deliberately maintained distance made their concern become cautious.

The lights in the detention room suddenly dimmed for a few seconds. When the emergency light came on, Gu Yunxi saw his face reflected in the glass - pale, tired, and the light in his eyes was fainter than the London fog.

She thought of Qi Ruixiang, remembered what he said, "It will get better and better", and remembered the photos of the baby room that Yang Xiaotang posted on her WeChat Moments, and suddenly felt that it was a story from another planet.

Late one night in Xiangcheng, Qi Ruixiang was awakened by the alarm in the baby's crib. The smart monitoring system showed the baby had kicked the covers. He tiptoed into the nursery. Moonlight filtered through the gauze curtains onto the crib. Yang Xiaotang was dozing on the edge of the bed, clutching a copy of Tang poetry.

He walked over, covered her with a blanket, and gently tucked the virtual baby model into the quilt - this was a practice prop he bought, saying it was to help her get used to being a father in advance.

Yang Xiaotang opened her eyes drowsily and rubbed against his arms: "Is the child okay?"

"No, I'm fine." Qi Ruixiang picked her up and walked towards the bedroom. "Go to sleep quickly. We have to take maternity photos tomorrow."

The wedding photo in the bedroom has been placed on the bedside table. In the photo, Yang Xiaotang is wearing a white gauze dress and smiling like a flower. He is standing beside her with a faint smile in his eyes.

This photo was taken last week. Yang Bin followed the whole process. Although he cursed it was a "waste of money", he secretly adjusted the collar of his shirt when the photographer asked him to be in the frame.

Qi Ruixiang put Yang Xiaotang on the bed and watched her fall asleep quickly with a faint smile on her lips.

He picked up his phone and saw a message from Yan Wanqing: "The Gu family case doesn't seem to be going well. Old Zhang has completely retracted his confession."

Qi Ruixiang stared at the line of words for a few seconds, and finally deleted the dialog box. He walked to the window, and the courtyard was filled with silvery moonlight. At that time in England, the surroundings were also filled with moonlight. Gu Yunxi also leaned in his arms like this, but at that time she didn't imagine their life together.

The moonlight then was very similar to the one now, but with a different temperature.

At dawn in London, Gu Yunqian was finally released on bail. Standing at the detention center's entrance, he watched as the inspector handed him a new statement. Old Zhang had "recalled" more details, this time even revealing Gu Yunxi's encryption key.

"We will apply for extradition." The inspector's tone was formulaic and cold. "We hope Mr. Gu will cooperate with the investigation."

Gu Yunqian took the document, his fingertips trembling, even to himself. In the distance, the Thames River was pale, like a cold silver ribbon, entwining the sins and struggles of this city.

He took out his cell phone and wanted to send a message to Gu Yunxi, but found that her number had been monitored...