Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

Everyone in the hall fell silent, and suddenly, many women uncontrollably let out low cries of amazement. This man was too perfect!

Edith was chatting with several renowned entrepreneurs. Upon hearing the cries, she frowned unhappily. Following everyone’s gaze, Edith’s breath caught. At that moment, she seemed to see the man enveloped in a layer of golden light, charming and graceful.

She had met countless men who were extraordinarily handsome and capable—her father, her brother—all admired by many. But in her heart, none of them was enough. Sometimes she even felt that no man in the world could make her look up to him or feel admiration.

But today, she found him. That man, handsome and resolute, seemed like a god standing high above, compelling her to worship him. This was the man worthy of Edith!

Standing still, she watched as the man’s cold gaze swept over everyone. The moment it landed on her, Edith’s heart raced, her steps almost uncontrollably moving forward. Just then, the man moved. He stepped forward with long legs, walking step by step toward Edith. Her face slightly flushed, her heart beat wildly. She lightly lifted her skirt and stepped forward to meet him.

Closer, closer, ever closer. Seemingly sensing the masculine aura emanating from him, Edith’s body trembled slightly. She walked toward the man, and the man walked toward her. However, just as Edith was about to reach out her hand, the man passed by her without stopping, walking past.

Edith froze in place. Wasn’t he coming for her?

Suddenly turning around, she watched the man walk tirelessly toward the corner. He entered the lounge area, and the previously cold corners of his lips lifted into a gentle curve as he reached out to pull a woman in a white dress into his embrace.

Seeing the man’s indulgence and tenderness in his eyes, Edith’s fingers tightened around her wine glass, turning white at the fingertips. She struggled to control her surging anger and jealousy, staring fiercely at the perfect couple. That man was hers! He had to be hers!

An Yiqing remained in a stunned state, looking at the man before her. Wasn’t he in Xuandu City? How could he be here? Was she imagining him because she missed him too much?

Gu Yelin looked at the startled little woman, gently teased her with a smile. He slowly lowered his head, planting a light kiss on the girl’s fair forehead.

An Yiqing was surprised by the kiss, quickly snapping back to reality, "Ah Lin? Why are you here?"

"The representative from Xuanjin’s business association had some issues. I happened to be on a mission in a neighboring country, so Old Master Bai had me come over in his stead," Gu Yelin said quietly. He didn’t mention that initially, the substitute wasn’t supposed to be him. But he missed her, so he volunteered for the task.

An Yiqing’s eyes suddenly curved into a smile. She held onto Gu Yelin’s arm, her voice carrying a noticeable tone of teasing, "Then how long will you be here? Isn’t the business association staying for a few days?"

Gu Yelin nodded, "Leaving after the business association ends."

An Yiqing beamed with joy, how wonderful!

The couple, so affectionate and tender, finally reunited after a week apart, naturally drowned in sweet emotions. This made the two observing men seethe with jealousy. Li Yuphei watched the never-before-seen playful smile on An Yiqing’s face, his dark eyes behind the glasses dimming. He lowered his eyes, feeling a pang in his heart. Bai Yiming’s reaction was more straightforward; he snorted and spoke out unhappily.

"Gu Laosan, you have lost touch with humanity for the sake of romance. I’ve been standing here for ages, can’t you see?"

Gu Yelin let go of An Yiqing and sat on the couch nearby. Then he glanced at Bai Yiming coldly and spat out two casual words: "Jealous husband!"

Bai Yiming choked, almost spitting out blood. He panted heavily, glaring at Gu Yelin, "So long without seeing you, have you forgotten all about our brotherly bond?"

Gu Yelin remained silent, picking up grapes one by one, peeling them clean and feeding them to An Yiqing. Then, suddenly he said, "Your rumored girlfriend is quite nice."

Bai Yiming bristled, "That’s my cousin!"

Gu Yelin leaned back casually on the sofa, "Relatives beyond four generations can marry, your cousin is already not considered blood-related. I’ll talk to Old Bai about it; you’re not getting any younger."