Bab 20: Chapter 20 I Want Her to Serve Me (20)
Could it be that he suddenly appeared just for Gan Tang…
Thinking of this possibility, she immediately pursed her lips.
Don't even think about it!
That was her son, and no one was going to take him away, not even him.
Ding—
The elevator stopped at the 56th floor, and Gan Yuan strode out of the elevator. She swept down the hallway like the wind to Huangfu Jue's guest room and pressed the doorbell.
The one who opened the door was still Huangfu Jue's assistant, who politely invited her in.
As soon as she entered the living room, Gan Yuan saw Huangfu Jue sitting on the sofa, flipping through a stack of photos. Her gaze immediately caught sight of Gan Tang in them.
Huangfu Jue's eyes shifted, and he gestured with his chin to the sofa opposite him.
"Sit," he said.
Taking a deep breath, Gan Yuan stepped forward and sat across from him, her eyes scanning the table and pausing for two seconds on the fruit knife.
"What would Director Gan like to drink?" the assistant asked politely.
Gan Yuan smiled sideways at him, "Please get me a freshly ground black coffee from the restaurant on the tenth floor, thank you!"
The assistant was slightly taken aback.
Isn't she being quite impolite?
Catching a glimpse of Huangfu Jue's unruffled demeanor, the assistant put on a smile again.
"Alright, please wait a moment!"
Since the gentleman had invited this guest, naturally, one shouldn't be negligent.
With a sidelong glance, watching the assistant leave the guest room, a smile flashed in Gan Yuan's eyes.
The bodyguards weren't in the room, now it was just the two of them. If there truly was a conflict, one-on-one, she shouldn't lose!
Huangfu Jue put down the photos in his hand. "I will take Xiaotang to Europe in three days," he said.
This time's children's clothing brand was focusing on high-end formal wear, and the ancient buildings and streets of Europe were most suitable for street photography.
Talking about straightforward, he thought he could just take his son away that simply?
Gan Yuan sneered, "Impossible!"
His blue eyes lifted from the photos, and his gaze landed on Gan Yuan's face across the void as Huangfu Jue slightly raised his eyebrows.
"Reason?" he asked.
Gan Yuan leaned forward, her hands on the coffee table, fingers surreptitiously pressing down on the fruit knife.
"Simple! He is my son, and wherever I am, that's where he'll be!" she declared.
After a moment's contemplation, Huangfu Jue nodded slightly.
"You can go with him."
She was the child's guardian, and such a request wasn't unreasonable. For a child of his age, it was only logical to be accompanied by his mother on such a long trip.
Gan Yuan was speechless.
Who did he think he was, thinking he could take her along as well?
Gan Yuan clenched the fruit knife in her hand and abruptly stood up. "My son isn't going anywhere!"
Watching the Gan Yuan who was aggressively confronting him, Huangfu Jue's gaze shifted from her tightly clasped hands to her face, his tone carrying a hint of irritation.
"Director Gan, do you have an objection to the contract?"
The contract clearly stated that as a guardian, she should cooperate with the company's work arrangements. What kind of attitude was this?
Contract?
Gan Yuan was taken aback.
Her gaze swept over his face and settled on the photos on the coffee table.
The backgrounds and lighting in the photos were very sophisticated, not looking like paparazzi shots. They rather seemed like audition photos. Could it be that the children's clothing company her son signed with belongs to him?
Impossible, she had specifically checked the details of that company at work today. It had no connection with HF Group…
Bang!
A muffled sound came from the bathroom across the room, followed by the sound of rushing water.
Both were stunned for two seconds, then Gan Yuan quickly put down the fruit knife and rushed towards the washroom, while Huangfu Jue stood up and followed her.
Reaching the bathroom door, Gan Yuan reached out and pulled it open.
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