WARNING! Tsundere President - Chapter 882

mindlesslyEven if he was deeply sick that his health was deteriorating in a horrendous rate without medication, even if he clearly would not survive the harsh conditions during the war, even if a fragile princess like him could not stand the bombardment…

He still chose to go with her.

“Ma’am…” The butler lowered his eyes, “The meaning of young master doing this is to tell you that he will leave the world in a few years no matter how. So, you don’t have to feel guilty over this.”

“…” Wen He did not speak yet her mind spoke a lot, as emotions oozed out of her inner wound like a running train.

You said it. However—I only got guiltier. My heart. It hurts. 

What do you mean by doing ‘this’? He had done a lot for me. It is self-sacrifice. He had done more than what anybody could do in their entire life and he had a choice. 

He even foresaw his death in this expedition, that he asked his butler to tell me these things. 

I know, I know what you were thinking, Gu Jinzhi. 

You just don’t want me to feel guilty towards your sacrifice.

“Well…” It took Wen He quite some time to recover, “I still can’t take these. Put them back.”

I had owed him too much and I’ll never be able to repay him. I can’t take more.

The butler refused, “Ma’am, the young master has disbanded the entire servant crew in the house. He gave me the last payment and bonus, requested me to get home after this. If you are worried about handling these business properties, do not worry. They could run themselves fine. Treat them as a gift from the young master. He doesn’t have any relatives. Really, he doesn’t know who else to give these to.”

“…” Wen He could not refute that.

“Okay then—I’ll—hold these for him at the moment.” She mindlessly took the box over. She was completely distracted by her thoughts.

But in the midst of her messed up mind, she remembered something, “Also—is Gu Jinzhi’s phone with you?”

“Yes.”

“Can I have it?” She remembered the video they took together during flight, “For—memorial purpose.”

Gu Jinzhi said lightheartedly that it was a video to commemorate their last time together and it eventually happened.

She could only watch a video to commemorate him by then.

“Yes, ma’am.” The butler headed upstairs and returned with Gu Jinzhi’s handphone.

“Thank you.” Her grip was hard on the phone and so was her breath as she bade farewell to the butler with a brief bow before leaving the place with tears flooding her eyes.

On her way back to the capital, both Huo Chen and her did not speak either.

They returned to their apartment at which she spotted Lu Zhaoyang by the stairs. Lu Zhaoyang was lifting the hefty load inside her. She was pregnant, 4 to 5 months old.

“Yang Yang, why are you here?” Huo Chen was stunned, “Where’s Yunting?”

“At the company,” Lu Zhaoyang smiled sweetly as she looked at Wen He, “I just came here to check you two out.”

Huo Chen gave a look at Wen He before nodding at Zhaoyang.

Wen He returned a look that demanded time alone before storming up the stairs. Huo Chen wanted to follow her but Zhaoyang’s look stopped him.

She followed Wen He upstairs and barged into Wen He’s room through the ajar door without even knocking.

“Wen He, it’s been a while. Can’t I even have a few minutes to reunite with my friend, alone?”

“…” Wen He did not speak.

Lu Zhaoyang smiled gleefully and picked a random chair nearby to sit on while Wen He was zoning out on the sofa next to the window. Between the dancing curtains, she looked soulless like a puppet.

“Wen He.”

“Anything?”

Geez, what’s with Lu Zhaoyang lately? Has the motherhood gotten into her? Ever since she got pregnant, she became Lady Melodramatic and got ‘worried’ over everything. The country, the company, her husband, her ex, even her ex’s wife now, apparently. 

I need some time alone.