Lan Baozhen was cried by Gu Yibo.
After so many years, it's no wonder that Zhuang Xiuya and her daughter always had Gu Yibo firmly under their control, because of that naively honest streak in Gu Yibo's bones—so easy to manipulate!
As time ticked by second by second, it was impossible for Gu Yibo to make it back.
Lan Baozhen, with no other choice, gave Song Zhen a call.
As soon as Song Zhen picked up, he heard Lan Baozhen crying, "Song Zhen, Grandma is so worried! Grandma knows you're busy, but Grandma has no other way out!"
Song Zhen's face tightened, "Grandma, what happened?"
Lan Baozhen briefly explained the situation.
It was then that Song Zhen learned that not only was Gu Xinfei's case that he reported to the police unresolved, but there was also indeed a problem at customs.
He pondered for a moment and promised Lan Baozhen, "Grandma, don't worry, Mr. John is a prominent figure in this field. I asked him to come this time at great expense.
There's a saying in China, 'Take money from others to solve their problems.' Since he agreed to take on the case after reviewing my mother-in-law's file, it means he must have some confidence. Otherwise, wouldn't it ruin his reputation that he's built up in this industry over many years?
Grandma, I've paid what should be paid.
As for treating him to meals and such, that's not important.
After my mother-in-law recovers, we can properly thank him, and it won't be too late.
Inviting him to meals now would put more pressure on him, especially since he's already taken the related fees."
With this speech, Song Zhen completely stabilized Lan Baozhen.
Feeling reassured, she earnestly said, "Song Zhen, for Weiwei's matter, I'm placing all my hopes on you now. I'm just an old woman and wanted to rely on my son-in-law, but my son-in-law is so foolish, I can't count on him at all!"
What to do?
Suddenly, Lan Baozhen no longer wanted Gu Yibo to be with her daughter.
If her daughter could wake up and live like a normal person again, Lan Baozhen hoped that she would find a man truly worthy of her trust, not a man like Gu Yibo, who, always led by his naive goodness, made the same mistakes and burdened his family!
Gu Xinzhou slept straight through to one o'clock in the afternoon.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Song Zhen, wearing pajamas, sleeping quietly beside her.
His features were soft, and his expression was relaxed and natural.
At first glance, he looked like a prince under a spell, deep in slumber.
Gu Xinzhou leaned in and gently kissed his cheek.
Song Zhen did not wake up.
He was truly exhausted.
Gu Xinzhou was unaware that while she was deep asleep, her father and grandmother had turned to Song Zhen for help, time and time again.
Seeing him sleeping so soundly, she carefully got out of bed.
After freshening up and changing into a comfortable and cozy outfit, Gu Xinzhou left the room.
The maid was waiting at the door, speaking softly, "Ma'am, Mr. Song instructed us to stew bird's nest soup for you. Would you like to try it now?"
Gu Xinzhou instinctively looked in the direction of George and asked, "Is George awake?"
The maid replied, "Mr. Song told the young master a story, and after the young master fell asleep, then Mr. Song returned to rest in his room."
Gu Xinzhou felt a tingling anticipation mixed with nervousness.
She drank a large bowl of bird's nest soup but couldn't eat anything else. Taking advantage of George's nap, she stealthily made her way to George's room.
She gazed at the small lump on the bed, tiptoeing closer like a thief.
On the bed, George's eyeballs moved slightly under his eyelids, and then they stopped altogether as Gu Xinzhou came closer.