As expected, the car stopped again at the private club where Liang Yufan had met before. Gu Qingcheng stabilized the car and directly pulled out the key to get off.

  Yang followed hastily, her small steps keeping pace with Gu Qingcheng's large strides.

  The last time I came, I only went to the front gym and swimming pool. This time, Gu Qingcheng took Yang Fuxiao directly to the back of a vast expanse of land, which turned out to be a golf course. Taking a ride to the front slope, I naturally saw Liang Yufan playing alone on a lush green lawn.

  The golf cart stopped, and Gu Qingcheng asked, "Have you seen Liang Yufan?"

  Yang Mu nodded: "I see."

  Most of the content in financial newspapers she had already read, although some people's groundless conjectures were indeed as a university lecturer said, reading more financial reports and news would increase experience in business battles. When first entering the workplace, it is more important to use your ears to listen, your eyes to see, and keep your mouth shut.

  Gu Qingcheng wore a pair of sunglasses, and Yang Fuxiao couldn't see his expression even when she turned her head.

  "You're history now."

  "Me?"

  Yang Furong pointed at her own nose in disbelief, "Am I alone?"

  Gu Qingcheng nodded and took off his sunglasses, "Right, you're alone."

  "But I'm not familiar with Mr. Liang at all..."

  Gu Qingcheng interrupted Yang Fuxiao's words: "Do you want to stand at a high point and manage, can you guarantee that every person you come into contact with is a familiar friend? Even if they are friends, people's hearts are unpredictable, do you know if she is thinking of how to calculate against you? You said you wanted to work for me to gain practical experience, now I'm giving you the opportunity."

  Yang's heart skipped a beat.

  "Yes, Mr. Gu, I understand."

  Yang Fuxiao got off the car and opened the door, Gu Qingcheng casually threw her a duck tongue hat and said: "I'll go around in front and come back to pick you up."

  The golf cart drove away, and under the slope, Liang Yufan had already seen Yang Fuxiao getting off the car.

  Yang Mo Xiao put on a duck tongue hat and adjusted her smile as she walked towards Liang Yu Fan.

  Although I was nervous in my heart, but with a strong psychological quality, the expression on my face should be flawless.

  "Mr. Liang."

  "Miss Yang, the weather is great today. Why don't you come out and join Mr. Gu for a stroll? I heard that Mr. Gu's flight is supposed to head back today?"

  The ball boy in the distance picked up the ball for Liang Yufan. Liang Yufan took it, tossed it in his hand and caught it again.

  Yang said: "Originally was going back, but the plane broke down, so the flight at that time was cancelled, and it just came back."

  "This time, where are you planning to stay?" Liang Yufan put down the golf ball and walked to one side to change into a white club, "Last time I stayed at Fangda's hotel, I didn't get to play host properly. This time, I'll personally take care of it."

  Yang Mu Xiao was at a loss.

  This time she saw with her own eyes that Gu Qingcheng had Fang Shu go to the hotel in Ya Wan to handle the check-in procedures, and he didn't return to Fang Da at all. But now that Liang Yufan is asking, how should she answer?

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled and took a step forward, "This time, General Gu didn't go to Fang Da, but instead came to our Ya Huan Hotel."

  She knew that since Liang Yufan was asking like this now, he must have investigated and it's better to tell the truth.

  Liang Yufan was adjusting the angle of his swing, his eyes fell on the golf ball on the ground, while his peripheral vision fell on Yang Fuxiao standing beside him.

  "Oh? So you're saying you're not satisfied with my service?"

  "Of course, it's not that I'm dissatisfied with your service, but rather the other party is not satisfied," said one of the ball boys as he handed over a water cup. Yang Xiao stepped forward to help take it and then walked back to stand beside Liang Yufan. "You are Liang Yufan, a benchmark figure in the business world. You don't need to rely on anyone else's industry at all; you yourself are a sail."

  Haha.

  Liang Yufan burst out laughing, swung his golf club, and the ball drew an arc in mid-air. He took the water cup from Yang Xiaoxiao's hand with one hand, "Little girl, if you put it that way, I don't need to be at Fangda, so naturally I also don't need to go to Gu Zong's MSC."

  "No," said Yang Fu Xiao, "you can be a sail that rides the wind, but you also need to have wind. To ride the wind and break through the waves, you need to have a boat that can carry you. This is just like in ancient times when an ambitious scholar needed to meet a noble patron who could appreciate him."

  Liang Yufan glanced at Yang Moxiao sideways, and Yang Moxiao smiled calmly.

  Actually, Yang Fu Xiao said this, which is just a quote from a financial report. Originally wanted to add that Fangda's board of directors refused new forces due to internal corruption, but thinking twice, it's better not to say such things openly in the business circle, let alone when it's unclear whether Liang Yufan is an enemy or friend.

  "Can Miss Yang play golf?"

  Know a little, but not well.

  Outwardly, Yang Mianmian is also considered a thousand gold from the Yang family's prestigious background, with dining etiquette, waltz and golf all cultivated in the same way as Yang Susu, although she dislikes it very much.

  Yang Fuxiao chatted with Liang Yufan for a while, played ball for a while, and had already wished several times that Gu Qingcheng would come soon. Hearing the sound of cars passing by behind him, Yang Fuxiao quickly turned his head.

  Gu Qingcheng removed his sunglasses and jumped down from the car with one hand supporting the door.

  Yang Wenshuo let out a sigh of relief and walked up, "Mr. Gu."

  Gu Qingcheng pinched Yang Fuxiao's hand, undoubtedly touching the sweat on her palm. He wrapped his arm around her waist and leaned forward to give her a gentle hug, with their cheeks touching, and gave her a peck on the cheek.

  Yang's brush stopped moving all of a sudden.

  Completely petrified.

  Just being thrown by Gu Qingcheng to deal with Liang Yufan didn't make him this nervous, now because of a single kiss from Gu Qingcheng, his heart was racing and pounding.

  Her feelings for Gu Qingcheng had grown stronger over the past week, so strong that she wanted to grab his collar and interrogate him directly.

  Yang Mu Xiao turned his face to look at Gu Qing Cheng, who had already picked up a cue stick and was chatting with Liang Yu Fan. The kiss on the cheek earlier seemed like just an ordinary courtesy.

  She pursed her pale lips, clenched her palms, and the sweat on her palms had been blown dry by the wind, feeling a bit cold.

  …………

  Two hours after returning from the golf course, Yang Fuxiao felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen and went to the tea house ahead to order a cup of hot red date milk.

  On the way back, Gu Qingcheng was still driving, and Yang Fuxiao was a bit drowsy, curled up in the passenger seat.

  The phone rang.

  Yang brushed off the dawn, rubbed her eyes, and took out her phone from the bag beside her. She looked at the screen displaying "Yang Susu" and answered the call, "Sis."

  "When are you coming back?"

  Yang Su's tone was inexplicably malicious, making Yang Mo feel uncomfortable as soon as he heard it.

  "It may take a few more days, I will call Mom and Dad before I go back."

  "Hum, you've gone out to travel and have fun, dumping the burden on me. Do you know that the Shen family sends someone to our house every day to urge us?"

  Yang Xiaodong only then remembered that the last time he said "I just want to regret getting married" and left Yang's house in the middle of the night, he followed Gu Qingcheng to Shanghai the next day, and didn't have a chance to go back and explain to Yang Dongliang. Now the Yang family must be frightened and worried that she would not return if she went out once.

  She smiled and said: "Sister, what do you want to say?"

  "I want to say, don't forget favors and betray righteousness as a person. What you said last time, we can all pretend it was never said."

  Yang Si interrupted Yang Su's arrogant words: "What if I just want to cancel the engagement?"

  While driving, Gu Qingcheng glanced at Yang Fuxiao with a deep meaning in his eyes. She turned her head to look out the window and naturally didn't see Gu Qingcheng's meaningful glance.

  "Repudiate the marriage?!" Yang Suxin's voice suddenly became shrill, "On what grounds? What right do you have? This is not a child's game, can you just repudiate the marriage as you please? Who will return the 1.3 billion yuan dowry?"

  Yang Fuxiao felt a knot in his heart and hung up the phone with a flick of his hand.

  She is now short of nothing but money, wanting to leave the Yang family needs money, wanting to find a foothold in life alone also needs money, wanting to get rid of the engagement with the Shen family still needs money.

  She put her phone into her bag and rubbed her eyebrows.

  "Do you want to cancel the engagement with the Shen family?"

  Leng Buding heard Gu Qingcheng's voice, and Yang Fuxiao's body hair stood on end. She almost forgot that there was a cold-faced fox sitting beside her.

  "Uh, no..."

  Another ring of the mobile phone interrupted Yang Xiao's words.

  She had never thanked Yang so much for being able to call her persistently like this, and as soon as the call was connected, she said directly: "Sister, let's talk about whether I'm in contact with the engagement when we get back, okay?"

  However, there was no sound on the phone for a long time.

  "Hello?"

  She felt something was wrong, took out her phone and looked at the screen, only to find it was a strange number from City C.

  He put the phone back to his ear, and it was very quiet around him. Yang Xiao was hesitating whether to speak again to ask who it was, when a low male voice came from the receiver, sounding like a cello.

  "You mean you want to break off our engagement?"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  She suddenly understood.

  This time, the one who acted as a messenger between them was not Shen Guanjia, nor was it Yang Kuangliang, but rather the illustrious Third Young Master of the Shen family, the very same one who had a marriage arrangement with Yang Duanxiao.