The Whole Internet is Shipping Me with My Ex-Boyfriend-Chapter 166: Gu Yuesheng

The next day.

Gu Yuan wore a black oversized trench coat, its hem reaching her ankles. Her hair was casually draped behind her, with no accessories on her person.

In contrast, Wen Fei.

Deliberately wore a fuchsia mixed with white dress, its skirt spread wide and long, her makeup as heavy as Cleopatra’s, and her high heels were the same as last night.

Gu Yuan did not care about Wen Fei’s attire, as every year in the past Wen Fei did the same. From initially finding it unacceptable, to eventually not bothering once it was out of sight, she chose to ignore it.

Because for her, as long as Wen Fei went to the cemetery to take a look at Dad, that was enough.

This was the wish she would fulfill for her father every year.

The car ride was quiet all the way.

Today, Gu Yuan wouldn’t take any business calls, whereas Wen Fei seemed to have never-ending calls and conversations.

"Yes, I came back last night in a hurry. Oh, when playing cards with you, I almost forgot about returning home."

"Haven’t had time yet; let’s plan for when I return."

"Did you fall for that designer bag too? Haha, I really love it; I’m planning to get one. You’ll see my new bag when I return."

Wen Fei’s voice carried a leisurely lightness; outside of home, she presented herself in front of Gu Yuan like a shrew, but in public maintained the elegant demeanor of a refined lady. She never raised her voice loudly; in public, the image of a vulgar woman would never appear on Wen Fei.

After finishing her calls, they were almost at the cemetery.

Before getting out of the car, Wen Fei put on her sunglasses and, with a commanding tone, said to Gu Yuan, "YU’s new designer bag, limited to ten worldwide—I want one. I expect it by tonight."

Gu Yuan had just pushed open the car door, taking her first step out.

Hearing Wen Fei’s demand, she turned back to look at Wen Fei: "Everything must wait until after we pay respect to my dad."

Wen Fei took off her sunglasses, sitting unmoved: "Do what I said first, then after we’ve paid our respects, my bag should be ready too; I can’t wait."

Gu Yuan had already gotten out of the car.

Her hand rested on the car door, looking at the woman in the car who wouldn’t get out unless the bag was ordered, Gu Yuan sneered, "If you won’t get out, you might as well head back to Sydney now and enjoy the northwest wind."

Wen Fei: "..."

Finally, Wen Fei grudgingly got out of the car.

She walked slowly in high heels. Gu Yuan, unconcerned with Wen Fei’s inconvenience with her heels, went straight up the stairs.

This cemetery was called the Golden Bell Cemetery.

Gu Yuan visited more than once a year; she would come multiple times to visit the man in this world who treated her best and spoiled her the most, who would eternally... rest here.

On the tombstone was a black and white photo.

Gu Yuesheng’s features were more in line with those of a mixed heritage, with a prominent nose, thick black eyebrows, and deeply set eyes.

Gu Yuesheng was of Chinese and French descent, a natural romantic, granted extraordinary looks by heaven, and an elegant character, but never happiness.

He remained pitiful until death, humbly loving a woman who did not love him.

The question that troubled Gu Yuan for so many years remained unanswered: why didn’t Wen Fei love her father, with his good family background, superior conditions, deep affection, and romantic nature?

Not even a hint of feigned love was given, leaving Gu Yuesheng to die by suicide, full of regret.