After Transmigration: Unexpectedly Wed the Ruthless Tycoon-Chapter 122 Telling Stories

Early the next morning, Gu Fuqiao woke up very early, almost in sync with Yan Zhen Guo.

Seeing Yan Zhen Guo putting on his pants nearby, she also fumbled to get up.

Yan Zhen Guo said upon seeing this, "You’ve been tired these past few days, sleep a little longer."

"No need." Gu Fuqiao shook her head and said, "I’ve actually been sleeping quite a lot recently, and with Sister An Xin’s situation now, I feel like I won’t be able to sleep at all until her matter is sorted and she goes home."

Hearing Gu Fuqiao’s words, Yan Zhen Guo felt moved. After quickly getting dressed, he walked to the bedside, held Gu Fuqiao’s head, pulled it to his chest, and gave her a big kiss.

Gu Fuqiao had just woken up, and who knew that immediately upon waking up, Yan Zhen Guo would give her such a grand gesture!

She was stunned, and as she almost ran out of breath from the kiss, Yan Zhen Guo released her and said, "Alright, let’s not make breakfast at home this morning, let’s eat at the cafeteria."

Gu Fuqiao agreed it would be a waste of time to make breakfast at home. By the time she finished cooking, An Xin might have already closed shop.

Besides, Gu Fuqiao suddenly remembered that An Xin had always been reluctant to admit her identity and didn’t want to be found, but yesterday they found her...

Would An Xin be unhappy?

Or perhaps even feel the urge to run away!

"Hey, Zhen Guo." Gu Fuqiao reacted quickly, got up from the bed, dressed in a few moves, then jumped on Yan Zhen Guo’s back, hugging him. She said, "Zhen Guo, I’m not eating breakfast, I’m going to Sister An Xin’s shop to eat and also work on her persuasion."

After speaking, Gu Fuqiao picked up her small shoulder bag, slung it over herself, and hurried downstairs.

Seeing Gu Fuqiao’s rabbit-like speed, Yan Zhen Guo couldn’t help but think, it seems his wife truly supports him.

She’s so committed to this matter.

After Gu Fuqiao went downstairs, she quickly pushed her bicycle out, then pedaled furiously at 20 km/h.

Soon, she arrived at An Xin’s store.

Today An Xin hadn’t opened her shop, and as Gu Fuqiao arrived, she saw An Xin coming out from a small side door near the store, carrying a large backpack.

What was in that big backpack, and seeing An Xin all ready to leave with a travel-weary appearance, it couldn’t escape Gu Fuqiao’s notice.

Gu Fuqiao was somewhat grateful she came at this time.

Otherwise, she really wouldn’t know when she’d be able to find An Xin!

"An..." When it was about to escape her lips, Gu Fuqiao swallowed the ’Sister An Xin’ term.

After all, Sister Bei currently did not want to be recognized as An Xin.

"Sister Bei, where are you off to so early?" Gu Fuqiao got off the bike and walked it towards An Xin.

An Xin smiled and said, "Not going anywhere... I’m just a bit tired, so I wanted to close up and rest for two days, visit some relatives."

Visiting relatives... According to Yan Zhen Guo, the An family elders were originally from the Capital, with most relatives also there, so how could An Xin have relatives in C City?

Clearly, she was lying, and seeing her carrying a bag like that, she was clearly planning to run away...

"It’s too early now, and I haven’t had breakfast yet. Sister Bei, why don’t you join me for breakfast?" Gu Fuqiao proactively pulled An Xin’s hand.

"But I’m in a hurry to catch a bus." An Xin anxiously declined as Gu Fuqiao approached, but Gu Fuqiao didn’t give An Xin the chance to refuse; she directly grabbed An Xin’s hand and led her outside.

"Oh right, I don’t know where to leave my bike. Sister Bei, how about I leave it at your shop?" Gu Fuqiao smiled at An Xin.

An Xin couldn’t refuse, so she nodded and helped Gu Fuqiao push the bicycle to the back door of her shop.

After locking the back door, An Xin said to Gu Fuqiao, "Then I can only sit with you for a while, later you take your bike away, I still need to go because I’m in a hurry to catch a bus."

"Got it, got it!" Gu Fuqiao quickly nodded; in fact, she knew that as long as An Xin agreed to stay with her, her plan was already half successful.

Gu Fuqiao led An Xin while wandering around and said, "I wonder which place’s breakfast is as good as Sister Bei’s buns."

"There are plenty of tasty places, I’ll take you to one." An Xin was eager to leave, so she led Gu Fuqiao to a breakfast restaurant.

The people there clearly knew An Xin, greeting her by saying, "Sister Bei, not doing business today? How come you’re here for breakfast?"

The person greeted warmly.

An Xin smiled and said, "I have to attend to something at my hometown, happened to run into a friend, so came together for breakfast."

"Alright, what would you like?" That boss wiped his hands on his apron before asking.

"Just two bowls of porridge, two buns, and a small plate of pickles." An Xin said.

"Got it!" The boss nodded and headed out.

Once the boss left, Gu Fuqiao saw the breakfast hadn’t arrived yet and took the opportunity to say to An Xin, "Sister Bei, I’ve thought of a story these days, moved myself to tears... I’m planning to submit it to a magazine."

"By the way, I previously heard you were a writer, Ah Jiao you truly have talent." An Xin gave a bitter smile, recalling how her essays were praised by teachers.

Everyone in that courtyard said she’d definitely get into Beijing University and become a great writer like Bingxin.

Back then, she thought it was likely, as her schoolwork was the best, but now it’s been many years since she last held a pen.

"Sister Bei, you make such delicious buns, that’s a talent too." Gu Fuqiao laughed and said, "I haven’t developed the story fully, just thought of a rough outline, I’ll tell it to you."

In fact, within such a short time, Gu Fuqiao couldn’t think of a good story, so she relayed stories from touching short videos that moved many in her past life.

Like the short film by Chopstick Brothers, ’Father,’ the bank commercial, the tale of a mother traveling thousands of miles to bring herbal medicine to her daughter giving birth in America; due to the special era, Gu Fuqiao changed it to a mother who never went beyond the mountains took a train for several days to bring her daughter a nourishing old hen.

After telling these stories, Gu Fuqiao herself felt touched, glancing at An Xin who was already covering her face, appearing distressed.

Gu Fuqiao quickly forced back her tears and said, "Sister An Xin, I’m just telling stories... In fact, we still have opportunities to make things right."

"You... Brother Yan told you, you know I’m An Xin?" An Xin said with reddened eyes.