War of Roses: The Proud Tycoon，Please Surrender!-Chapter 440: She Has Always Been His Gu Yan

Memory, its English translation is, memory.

The piece titled Memory was composed by her when she was pregnant with Gu Xiaobao and Gu Xiaonian.

At that time, her memory was a complete blank, yet her heart felt constantly empty, as if she had forgotten some crucial people and events, but she couldn’t recall them.

Many times she tried to remember, desperately wanting to recall, but apart from an increasingly painful headache, which affected her pregnancy, there were no other consequences.

Later, she stopped trying, planning to safely give birth and then find a way to retrieve these significant people and events she had lost.

However, she was too naive, as no one was willing to tell her anything about her past, they all advised her to look forward and not to dwell on the past since it was forgotten.

She had no leads, hiring a private detective was also useless, her past remained a blank slate.

Now she finally understood why.

Yan Shuo and Xiao Xiao didn’t want her to remember her past; whatever she did, they would find out.

But she couldn’t understand why they agreed to let her come back now?

Seeing her reconcile and reunite with Tang Yuxiu, seeing Gu Xiaobao and Gu Xiaonian recognize him, they said nothing.

Yet none of that was as important as the fact that she had returned.

The piece Memory now also had a homecoming.

Tang Yuxiu had once listened to the piece; the emotions within it—confusion, helplessness, urgency, hope, and despair, along with the unwavering perseverance—were the fundamental reasons it moved him, which is why when the company urgently needed a collaboration, he finally decided to partner with Memory.

He felt that someone who could compose such a piece shared the same love for music as Gu Yan.

They were both adept at infusing their feelings into music.

He just didn’t expect that the person who moved him was still Gu Yan.

He always knew she was highly talented; it was only a matter of time before she shone brilliantly. If she were around, he would spare no effort to fully develop her abilities and help her achieve success.

But he didn’t expect that even without him around, she still became a radiant figure.

Yet she remained his Gu Yan.

Gu Yan smiled at him, placed her hands over the piano keys, replaying the sheet music of Memory in her mind. Her fingers moved nimbly, giving birth to notes in her hands.

Tang Yuxiu, listening to her personally play Memory, found it played with a different mindset, even the way it sounded was different.

The Memory he heard before was filled with too many negative aspects, but this time, it was all positive energy.

He could tell she had infused her good mood into it, changing the original intent of the piece.

Gu Yan thought, she had already found what she had lost inside her, she was a complete person now.

In the small piano room, without the moonlight for decoration, there was only the person playing the piano before the white piano, and the one listening beside it.

So simple, yet it formed the most beautiful picture.

The beautiful piano tunes reverberated in the small room, filling all the emptiness.

Tang Yuxiu gazed at Gu Yan with a hint of infatuation in his eyes.

In his eyes, Gu Yan was always beautiful, and when playing the piano, she was always the most captivating.

As the piece ended, Gu Yan took a light breath and looked up at him, her eyes shimmering as if they could emit light, mesmerizing and striking a chord in Tang Yuxiu’s heart at that moment.

He stepped closer to her, moving his feet toward her and slowly knelt in front of her, as Gu Yan’s gaze followed him downward.

He held her hands in his palms, warmly.

He looked up at her, his gaze carefully sweeping over every part of her face, her forehead, eyes, nose, mouth...

Perhaps at that moment, he finally felt reassured that his Gu Yan had returned to his side.

All the insecurities in his heart became infinitely certain at that moment.

His hand touched her cheek, feeling its smooth, warm texture; he silently thanked the heavens more than once for giving her back to him.

Gu Yan looked at him and asked, "Do you like this piece?"

"Of course, I do," Tang Yuxiu replied. Because she played it, she composed it.

The true meaning of this piece was because of him.

Because she lacked him in her heart, she had been searching, searching all over the world, unable to find him, powerless, yet still not giving up.

It seemed like she didn’t care about anything, just focusing on raising the two children, but her heart never stopped searching for him.

The result of their persistence in not giving up was finally waiting for this day.

Gu Yan said, "This piece was actually written for you because I knew there must be someone waiting for me, but I couldn’t remember who he was or where he was. When I wrote this piece, my mood was also terrible and irritable."

"And now?"

"I suppose you can tell, now my mood is certainly fulfilled and happy."

I remember everything, remembering by your side, is there a better outcome than this?

I haven’t lived through days of loneliness, emptiness, and despair waiting for you.

"Tang Yuxiu, for these years, you’ve suffered for me," Gu Yan held his hand covering her face, her eyes closing, full of heartache.

"Yes, it was quite hard," he nodded lightly, "Yanyan, you also know I have suffered; you’ve done what you wanted to do, so next, what do you think we should do?"

Gu Yan: "..."

It’s hard to be sentimental, why is your mind always thinking of such things?

Gu Yan playfully patted Tang Yuxiu’s shoulder, "Can your big President brain think of anything useful, is it all garbage?"

"What do you think?" Tang Yuxiu raised an eyebrow faintly, "Facing you, if I continue to remain indifferent, wouldn’t you be the one to cry?"

"Why would I cry?" Gu Yan asked, and immediately understood the meaning behind the words, couldn’t help but glared at Tang Yuxiu with a blush.

"You’re so annoying."

"Isn’t it this side of me that you like?"

"Who said I like you," Gu Yan retorted.

Tang Yuxiu didn’t mind, "It’s okay, soon you’ll have to admit it."

"What do you plan to do? Ah!" Gu Yan’s question was followed by a surprised exclamation.

Tang Yuxiu stood up abruptly, bending his body to carry her horizontally; Gu Yan instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to avoid falling.

Tang Yuxiu looked at her, full of smiles, "Don’t worry, I’ll protect you."

Gu Yan recovered, glaring at him fiercely, "Who believes you, scaring me so suddenly without a single word."

"It wouldn’t be fun if I did," Tang Yuxiu’s lips curved into a mischievous angle, holding Gu Yan as he strode out of the piano room.