C181 The Rascal of Legitimacy

Before that, there was still peace.

Because their date that day had been disrupted by Gao Wenhan, Gu Lin decided to bring Ying Yue to the dining hall on the mountain top to eat. They would distance themselves from the troublesome matters and enjoy their two people's world.

After Gu Lin had finished arranging his work in detail, he didn't forget to inform Ying Yue, who was also a workaholic, of this. Otherwise, she would definitely work overtime to the last person, with no way to make time free.

Although the date was planned, it was an indication of how important Gu Lin was to the date.

It was the same for Ying Yue.

Towards such a date, he still had to be the first to reveal it to his best friend, Lin Chuchu.

"What did you say? Gu Lin brought you to the restaurant at the top of the mountain for dinner today?" After Lin Chuchu heard this inspiring caution, he stood up from his chair excitedly.

"Yes..." Ying Yue smiled a little shyly and expectantly, "Gu Lin told me that we can take the cable car up the mountain at night. That way, we can enjoy the night scenery before heading to the dining hall to eat. If that's the case …"

Before Ying Yue could finish speaking, she was once again interrupted by Lin Chuchu.

"If you want to make a cable car to enjoy the night, then that would mean that you would have to go up the mountain at seven o'clock or have a meal for at least two to three hours. In other words, when you come out of the restaurant, it would be 10: 30 in the evening. I would like to ask, do you think there would still be a cable car at that time?"

"If we don't have the cable car, we can go down the mountain by car …"

Please, Student Ying Yue, "Lin Chuchu turned around and went to her imperial concubine's bed, and said while beaming with joy on the phone," At that time, where would we find a taxi to go up the mountain?

"Lin Chuchu, what exactly do you want to say?" Ying Yue had already clearly felt that the direction of Lin Chuchu's conversation was not about how to use that type of transportation.

"What I want to say is …" Lin Chuchu then cleared his throat, "What are you guys still doing here, and just do something directly, and also make a round room for a bed or something, right?"

"Lin Chuchu, you …" Hearing that, Ying Yue's face immediately became coaxed, and she stammered to make up for what she just said, "You …. What nonsense are you spouting... "What are you talking about?"

"How am I talking nonsense?" Lin Chuchu said.

It was just that she liked Ying Yue to fluster as she spoke incoherently, "Right, I really said the wrong thing just now. Going to bed is so unrefined. What is so popular about romance novels now?"

"Lin Chuchu..."

"That's right," Lin Chuchu's acting had reached home, he patted her white thighs, "Scram."

"Lin Chuchu, I think you have watched too many American dramas, right? Gu Lin and I?

What are you thinking about if you just go for a meal? "

"I see that you're the one who's heartless," Lin Chuchu continued to lecture. "How long have you and Gu Lin been married for, yet the two of you still haven't made any movements?

"I …"

"Besides," Lin Chuchu didn't even give Ying Yue a chance to refute him.

"The two of you are legitimate husband and wife. Even if you're unlucky and end up meeting a small team that sweeps the land, strictly speaking, that Gu Lin is also a legal rogue."

"Pfft, Gu Lin would never do that, Lin Chuchu, can you be more serious?"

"I'm very serious," Lin Chuchu shrugged his shoulders and said in an even more serious tone.

"If it was me, I would definitely throw a stack of bills onto Gu Lin's face with a 'pa' sound. Then, I would say, as if I was facing death, 'Gu Lin, if you don't do something to my hooligan today, I won't be able to live the rest of my life'."

"Sister, I am a hooligan … "Brawler, are you done?"

Even so, Lin Chuchu still did not buy it.

"You can't be a hoodlum. Men should take the initiative in this sort of thing. It's best if they can use this kind of hoodlum type initiative to make your lower abdomen swell and show it …"

"Alright, alright, alright, we are legal …" Ying Yue could not take it anymore, even she herself could not understand what was going on. She clearly knew that every time she talked about a date through the phone, she would bring up this topic, but every time she would tell Lin Chuchu all of it.

A vicious circle, a rhythm that would not stop until one side died.

Yue'er, "Lin Chuchu stopped her teasing tone and instead said seriously," I was not joking with you just now. Think about it, Gao Wenhan is already pregnant.

"If you and Gu Lin continue to maintain this sort of state, then I think that at that time, Old Madam Gu might not stand on your side like she is now."

Ying Yue was silent for a long time. Finally, she spat out three words, "I know." Then she hung up the phone.

It was because Lin Chuchu had thought of her as her best friend that she had said so much.

At that time, Old Madam Gu even knew that she still hadn't given up and planned to get rid of the child in Gao Wenhan's womb. It was because she thought that Ying Yue, who had already become Gu Lin's wife, was a better candidate.

Since Ying Yue had given birth to Gu Lin's child, it was natural for her to be the grandson of the Gu family. Compared to an illegitimate child who couldn't make it onto the stage, it was the best choice for both Gu Lin and the Gu family.

But if the Old Lady Gu knew that nothing had happened between her and Gu Lin up until now, they would have no way of guessing whether or not he would waver.

During their previous intimate encounter, if it was said that Ying Yue hadn't been fully prepared, then her current situation wouldn't allow her to think like this.

Regardless of whether her goal was pure or not, in short, Ying Yue had to take this step.

"Big sister Ying Yue, what's wrong?" Little Zhang waved at her face, "Has something happened?"

"Oh," Ying Yue touched her chest and came back to her senses. She shook her head, "It's nothing."

Seeing her expression, it was clear that she had something to say. However, since Ying Yue did not want to say it, she did not ask any further.

"Little Zhang," Ying Yue put down the coffee cup in her hand, and her arms that were crossed about her were uncomfortably rubbing against her arms. It seemed as if she was thinking about something, "Little Zhang, I … I have something to do this afternoon, so I won't be back in the evening. Interviews... You. "Let's rearrange it a bit …"

"Oh …" Little Zhang nodded and looked strangely at Ying Yue once again. This was because she was really strange today. It was a huge contrast from her usual capable appearance.

"I'll definitely be back at work on time tomorrow," Ying Yue added before she left the tea room.

"Oh, tomorrow..." Little Zhang held his glasses as he looked at Ying Yue's back. He mumbled in confusion, "What happened to big sister Ying Yue today?"

Ying Yue packed her things in a hurry and walked out of the magazine. She stopped a car and headed straight home.

She needed to prepare for the date she was going to have tonight.

Looking at the scenery flashing behind her, Ying Yue was both nervous and full of anticipation.