"I -" Li Huiran's eyes darted to Li Yuyan and she muttered, "I was worried about her."

"She already messed up, so you running out would only make things worse! Ah, you two are -"

"It's okay, dad. Everyone makes mistakes." He Xinyan stood up with an understanding smile, "Auntie Li and Yuyan are probably just not used to the upper-class behavior and etiquette yet."

"It has been several years already!" Bai Jiawei glared at Li Yuyan, unable to stand what happened at his 60th birthday party.

"Well. . . they weren't born with it so. . ."

Li Huiran clenched her fists together as she heard the hidden meaning behind He Xinyan's words. He Xinyan was just saying that she would never belong in the upper class and that she was still an outsider.

He Xinyan sighed and walked away, gently patting Li Yuyan's shoulder as she went, "I'm going to go to sleep. Happy birthday, dad."

"Hmph! It's not happy because someone ruined it!" Bai Jiawei shot one last glare at Li Huiran and Li Yuyan before marching up the stairs after He Xinyan.

He Xinyan locked the door to her room and walked in, not surprised to see Gu Yechen already on her bed.

"Your house is quite noisy even at night," Gu Yechen said with a grin.

"It is. . . and it is quite annoying." He Xinyan was still in her dress as she walked into her closet to grab her pajamas.

She walked into the restroom and locked the door behind her.

A few minutes later, she came out in her matching set of pink pajamas before crawling onto the bed. In the He mansion, they were the only two that had a good sleep tonight.

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The next morning, He Xinyan went downstairs to an empty dining and living room.

"Good morning, young miss." The worker setting up the dining table said.

"Good morning!" He Xinyan waved at the worker before walking towards the door and out of the house.

Outside, Gu Yechen was already waiting for her. When she entered the car, the smell of food greeted her.

"Where did you get this from?"

"I made it," Gu Yechen said as he poked a straw into the cup of soy milk.

He Xinyan smiled sweetly at the man next to her as she took a sip of the milk and then a bite of the steamed pork bun.

"Do you want a bite?"

Gu Yechen opened his mouth and He Xinyan lifted the bun up so he could take a bite as he drove.

After He Xinyan had finished eating, they arrived at the mansion Gu Yechen owned. They were going to have a picnic on the sand today!

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He Xinyan grabbed the blanket and all the eating utensils as she ran onto the sand to set up.

From the kitchen, Gu Yechen had a perfect view of the beach. As he cooked, he watched her spread the blanket onto the sand and then watched the wind blow it away several times.

He laughed gently as he waited for the water to start boiling. His little baby could be so cute sometimes. . .

The wind was quite strong near the ocean and the blanket just wouldn't stay still. After running after the blanket several times, He Xinyan finally gave up.

She walked back into the house and grabbed a knife.

"What are you doing?" Gu Yechen asked amusedly.

With a dangerous glare, He Xinyan lifted the knife up and said, "I will stab the blanket into the sand."

". . . I don't think that will work."

He Xinyan looked up at Gu Yechen, who took a step back and grabbed a small cooking board, "Just use this to press the blanket down. There are four here."

He Xinyan slowly placed the knife back onto the table and grabbed the cooking boards before going back out.

This time, the blanket stayed still and she was finally able to put the utensils and napkins onto the blanket.

She had just started to take a nap on the blanket when Gu Yechen walked out with the picnic basket in his hand.

"The food is ready already?!"

"I just made some sandwiches, a salad, and bought some pie." Gu Yechen placed the food onto the blanket and sat down next to He Xinyan.

The two of them began eating silently, but it didn't feel awkward at all. After eating two whole sandwiches, He Xinyan rubbed her full stomach and stopped eating.

She rested her head onto Gu Yechen's shoulder and looked out at the ocean waves crashing onto the sand.

"This place is beautiful. . . How did you get it?" He Xinyan asked, her eyelids slowly getting heavier.

"I bought the land and designed the mansion myself." Gu Yechen replied as he wrapped one arm around He Xinyan's shoulder.

"It is nice to have a picnic on the sand. . . We should do this in the future again, with our kids. . ."

Gu Yechen's eyes widened in surprise as he looked down at her to find that she had fallen asleep. He smiled as he slowly stood up to carry her back into the house to avoid catching a cold.

Did that mean his Yanyan was planning on having a future with him too now?

Gu Yechen gently placed her onto the bed and covered her body with the blanket.

A future with her. . .

He smiled with a hint of sadness before walking out of the room.

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The next few days passed by quickly and Bai Jiawei's attitude to the Li mother and daughter has never been really good at home.

Li Yuyan stayed inside her house with Su Zhiming most of the time, and Li Huiran would go and visit her once in a while.

Besides Bai Jiawei, Su Zhiming also felt extremely embarrassed by what happened at the birthday party, and his attitude towards his wife also turned much colder.

Meanwhile, He Xinyan was having fun.

She went to filming on the days she had scenes, and had fun with Gu Yebei, Wu Minger, and Yang Siyue.

When she came back home, she went over to Gu Yechen's house often and ate good food.

It was 6 P.M., and He Xinyan's car pulled up into the driveway. She got out of the car and walked straight for Gu Yechen's house.

With her key, she unlocked the door and walked in.

Gu Yechen wasn't home yet so the house was dark and quiet. He Xinyan walked in and began watching television.

However, when she didn't find any good shows, she figured that there was something better to do.

She hopped up from the couch and walked back out of the house. She found a tree to lean on outside as she waited for Gu Yechen's car to show up.

A few minutes later, a black car appeared on the road.

He Xinyan stood up straight and narrowed her eyes as she stared at the car. She couldn't see inside, but the car looked very familiar. . .

There was a few seconds of silence before the car door opened and a man stepped out from the car.

He Xinyan took a step back as she debated about whether she should return back into Gu Yechen's house or not.

However, it was too late as the man noticed her already.

"Xinyan, what are you doing outside?" Su Zhiming asked.

He Xinyan clenched her teeth together as she crossed her arms and leaned back against the tree, "Counting clouds."

". . . Interesting." Su Zhiming raised one eyebrow as he walked over to where He Xinyan was standing.

He was wearing a black suit, similar to the one Gu Yechen wore every day, except that Su Zhiming's shirt inside was white, whereas Gu Yechen's was black.

He walked over to the tree closest to He Xinyan's tree and leaned against it, looking at Xinyan's face.

"Why are you here?" He Xinyan asked, "Don't disturb me counting clouds."

Su Zhiming looked up at the dimming sky as the sun slowly set over the mountain. He looked left and right and counted. . . 0 clouds.

He chuckled, "Xinyan, there are no clouds in the sky tonight."

He Xinyan rolled her eyes, "So what? Can I not be admiring the sky?"

Su Zhiming shrugged, "Sure you can."

"Why are you here?" He Xinyan asked again.

"Your dad called me over to discuss how my company is doing recently."

"Cool, then hurry up and go."

Su Zhiming stood up and straight and stepped closer to Xinyan, "Yanyan, do you have to treat me so coldly now. I know what I did in the past was wrong, and I really regret my choices. Yanyan, can you forgive me?"

He Xinyan grinned, "Are you saying you regret marrying Li Yuyan right now?"

"I. . ." Su Zhiming knit his eyebrows together slightly.

He Xinyan stared at his expression intently, eagerly anticipating his response. However, her focus was sidetracked when she saw another car pull up on the street in front of Su Zhiming's car.

A man stepped out, his expression was clearly unhappy.

He Xinyan gulped nervously as she stood up straight from the tree.

"I -" Su Zhiming opened his mouth to speak again.

"Yechen!" He Xinyan ignored Su Zhiming as she ran straight past him.