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

Chapter 1338 Yunrui Enchanting: Returning to the Country to Protect the Pregnancy

Qi Ruixiang leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but shed tears. He knew that what Gu Yunqian said was right, and the most important thing he should do now was to be responsible for Yang Xiaotang and the child.

But the wound in his heart about Gu Yunxi opened up at this moment, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

Gu Yunqian stood by the French window in his office, watching Qi Ruixiang's car disappear around the corner. The coldness in his eyes finally cracked, revealing a deep-seated fatigue. He picked up his phone and dialed an encrypted number: "Keep an eye on Qi Ruixiang. Don't let him do anything rash. Also, send more people to protect Yunxi. There's been activity from the foreign organization."

After hanging up the phone, he walked to the desk, picked up the transfer order that Qi Ruixiang had photographed, and gently smoothed out the wrinkles.

The sunlight filtered through the blinds and fell onto the paper, making the words "Deputy Director of the Northwest Branch" particularly glaring.

He knew how hurtful his words were today, and how heavy Qi Ruixiang's sacrifice was. But he had no choice.

Only by getting Qi Ruixiang out of the way completely can he be kept away from this danger.

Only by letting Gu Yunxi face it personally can she truly grow.

This is a huge gamble, a gamble on Gu Yunxi's resilience, a gamble on Qi Ruixiang's rationality, and a gamble on everyone's future...

Gu Yunqian leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and a picture of Gu Yunxi as a child emerged in his mind, with pigtails and a smile as bright as the sun. He said silently in his heart, "I'm sorry, sister. I can only help you so far."

The office was so quiet that only the ticking of the clock could be heard, as if counting down the days to come for this silent breakup...

As soon as Qi Ruixiang's car stopped downstairs, he saw two men in black suits standing at the door of the unit.

The wind blew fallen leaves across their trouser legs, but the two of them remained motionless like two sculptures.

His heart skipped a beat and his fingers gripping the steering wheel subconsciously tightened - it was Gu Yunqian's man.

When the car door was opened, one of them immediately stepped forward and handed over a white envelope, his movements as standard as if he was following a procedure: "Mr. Qi, Mr. Gu said that the rest of the words are inside."

Qi Ruixiang took the envelope and his fingertips touched the hard edge of the paper, like touching a piece of ice.

He didn't look at them, just nodded and turned to walk towards the corridor. He heard the sound of a car engine starting up behind him, and he knew those people wouldn't stay any longer - Gu Yunqian always did things like this, cleanly and efficiently, leaving no room for maneuver.

When he reached the corner of the third floor, he opened the envelope.

Two return tickets fell into my palms. The destination was a small seaside town suitable for pregnant women, and the departure date was three days later.

There was a note underneath the ticket. Gu Yunqian's handwriting was as sharp as a knife: "I look forward to attending your child's full moon banquet."

Qi Ruixiang stuffed the plane ticket and note into his pocket, the anger surging in his chest almost bursting through his throat.

Gu Yunqian was forcing him to leave and severing all his ties with this city in the most brutal way.

But the moment his hand touched the door handle, those sharp emotions suddenly seemed to be paused, settling into a dead silence.

He couldn't lose his composure in front of Yang Xiaotang.

This woman has endured too much, he can't throw his own embarrassment on her.

The sound of the key turning in the lock startled everyone in the room. Yang Xiaotang was sitting on the sofa, hugging a pillow in her arms. The TV was on but silent, the light from the screen flickering on her face.

Hearing the noise, she looked up suddenly. The red bloodshot in her eyes looked like undried tear marks, obviously she had just cried.

"You're back." Her voice was very soft, with a barely perceptible tremor, and her eyes fell on him, as if confirming something.

Qi Ruixiang paused as he changed his shoes. He could sense how terrible he looked—his suit jacket was wrinkled like a crumpled piece of paper, his hair was a mess, and the bloodshot under his eyes hadn't faded.

But he still managed to force out a gentle smile: "Well, something delayed me."

Yang Xiaotang didn't respond, just watched him walk over. When he pulled his hand out of his pocket, her gaze suddenly froze—the two plane tickets, one corner of which was exposed, were like two heavy hammers, hitting her so hard that her breath stopped.

Qi Ruixiang noticed her gaze and pulled out his plane ticket, handing it to her. "I just bought this. I'm returning home in three days." His voice was steady, without much emotion. "If the month is too late, it won't be convenient to fly. I still want to take you back as soon as possible."

Yang Xiaotang's fingers hovered in the air, hesitant to pick it up. She looked at the destination on her plane ticket. It wasn't Xiangcheng, but a small coastal town. Why was she going there? Returning home? Were they... settling down?

"After I get back, I'll visit your father." Qi Ruixiang added, his eyes falling on her slightly trembling eyelashes, "I will follow all the necessary etiquette."

He didn't say "get married" or "take responsibility," but the phrase "visit Uncle Yang" was clear enough.

You have to know that Yang Bin had an unpleasant experience with Qi Ruixiang before, and now he actually took the initiative to bring up this matter and even planned to come to his house. This is what Yang Xiaotang has always wanted, but it feels so unreal.

Yang Xiaotang's fingertips finally touched the plane ticket. The warmth of the paper passed through her skin, making her feel cold all over.

She raised her head and looked into Qi Ruixiang's eyes. The fatigue in this man's eyes could not be hidden, but the seriousness in his eyes was like a stone thrown into the lake, creating real ripples.

"When did you decide?" Her voice was as low as a whisper, and the confusion in her heart was like fog, blurring all her clues.

Qi Ruixiang avoided her gaze and walked to the window.

The plane trees below rustled in the wind, as if repeating some unfinished story. "I requested a job transfer, but it wasn't approved, so I didn't tell you." He lied, his tone as natural as if he were discussing the weather.

Yang Xiaotang didn't ask any further questions. She could tell that Qi Ruixiang didn't want to talk about it, so even if she asked, it would be useless. In the adult world, there are always too many secrets that cannot be told, like old clothes hidden deep in the closet, hidden from the light, but real.

She lowered her head, her fingers gently stroking the names on the ticket. Qi Ruixiang and Yang Xiaotang, two names side by side, like a thread forcibly tied together by fate.

"I have no objection." Yang Xiaotang folded the plane ticket and put it in her wallet, her movements as calm as if she were putting away an ordinary receipt. "It's better to go back. The weather here is getting cold. The seaside should be warmer, which is suitable for nursing a baby."

Qi Ruixiang looked at her calm profile and suddenly felt his throat tighten.

This silent obedience hurt him more than any intense emotion.

"I'll go pack my things." Yang Xiaotang stood up and walked towards the bedroom, his steps very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

Qi Ruixiang looked at her back and suddenly said, "Xiaotang."

Yang Xiaotang stopped but did not look back.

"I'm sorry." There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. "I've wronged you."

The figure at the bedroom door paused, and after a few seconds, a soft "hmm" sound was heard, like a feather falling on the lake of my heart, causing tiny ripples.

Qi Ruixiang leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. The living room was very quiet, with only the sound of the wind outside the window and a slight noise coming from the bedroom.

He knew that Yang Xiaotang was packing her things, and he also knew that she must be feeling mixed emotions at the moment.

But he didn't know what to say. The unspoken apologies and the unspeakable hardships were like cotton stuck in his throat, making it hard for him to breathe.

He took out his phone and found Gu Yunxi's number. His finger hovered over the dial button, hesitating for a long time, and finally locked the screen.

Some farewells, need not be said, are already destined...