Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 601: Comparing Back and Forth

Jin Ju couldn’t figure it out. In any case, Xia Xindong and the man she had seen at the restaurant that day were no longer the same.

Gu Huaiming and Shu Xiang had reconciled.

Arguing and fussing seemed normal to the two of them.

Gu Huaiming had mentioned to Grandpa that he wanted to invite Huai’an and Little Nuan out to eat.

So he called Gu Huai’an to ask if he was available.

Gu Huai’an had fully transferred his Dongfang Hong responsibilities; he was only in charge of the aviation side, which was still in cooperation with foreign entities, but it was now in the civil sector.

And at that moment, Gu Huai’an just happened to want to talk to Gu Huaiming.

He was at the headquarters and told Gu Huaiming to just come and find him.

Gu Huaiming looked at his older cousin. Before there were no conflicts, everyone was amiable, but now things were different from before.

Gu Huaiming looked up at his cousin, whom he had always admired.

He wasn’t foolish, so he took the initiative to speak to Gu Huai’an, "I know what you want to talk to me about. Sigh, I also don’t know how to explain it to you, but I do understand the principle. The bad relationship between Shu Xiang and Jiaojiao isn’t just Jiaojiao’s problem, it’s also an issue between me and Shu Xiang."

Isn’t that obvious?

But when facing family members, why does it become so muddled?

My second aunt said that she had talked to me at home, asking me if I could be more calm when dealing with similar conflicts and not add fuel to the fire. But I always had to be right, in any case, my second uncle and aunt couldn’t reason with me.

Gu Huai’an raised an eyebrow but said nothing, waiting for Gu Huaiming to continue.

"Before things happened, I had it all planned out, how I would resolve any conflict that arose. But once something happened, my mind would just go blank, and sometimes I’d act and speak purely on instinct.

Afterwards, I’d have regrets. If at that time I’d been more tactful, more gentle, and not used such a harsh tone with Jiaojiao, perhaps their conflict wouldn’t have escalated to such intensity."

"When it comes to this, I really have to thank Little Nuan. Things have been much quieter lately. Tell Little Nuan not to take it to heart; whatever happens, it really has nothing to do with her."

Gu Huai’an glanced at him, speaking indifferently, "If it has nothing to do with Little Nuan, why do you need to thank her?"

Gu Huaiming suddenly found himself at a loss for words, scratching his head uncomfortably and stealing time to glare at Gu Huai’an.

Gu Huai’an gave up on trying to have a serious talk with him and directly said to Gu Huaiming, "Let’s forget about the dinner. It’s not just that I’m busy, Little Nuan is too. Her family has also come to Beidu, and she needs to settle them in. There’s homework to complete for school, and her company needs to be restructured. It’s all the same if we gather for the Spring Festival."

Gu Huai’an thought to himself, Shu Xiang was not a broad-minded person, not only was her mind narrow, she was comparative.

It didn’t bother him if she compared herself to ordinary people, but she had the delusion of comparing everything with Little Nuan.

And this was quite unpleasant.

Moreover, he was telling the truth and saw no need to lie to his cousin.

Gu Huaiming felt that was also good, gathering like this was better than going out to eat alone.

Upon hearing this, Shu Xiang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, she wasn’t very willing to have a meal with Song Yunuan.

Being with her, there was a sense that Song Yunuan was a pearl while she was just a lump of earth.

But she was genuinely a Beidu native.

A Beidu native that everyone in the nation envied.

No matter how outstanding Song Yunuan was, she was still from the countryside.

But because of this, she was even less willing to go out with Song Yunuan.

Shu Xiang sighed with relief again.

However, she felt somewhat uneasy and said to Gu Huaiming, "Actually, I’m quite ordinary in every aspect. Although I’m not undervaluing myself, I do know that there’s a gap between us.

You could actually find someone better than me, at least someone who isn’t as different from Song Yunuan as I am.

Otherwise, if I can’t compare to Song Yunuan in any aspect, what if your colleagues, friends, and relatives keep comparing me to her? I personally don’t mind, but won’t that hurt your image?"

As she said this, Shu Xiang felt a bit heartbroken again.

This is where she felt distressed. She had thought of many ways, but still couldn’t get along with Gu Jiaojiao.

She also listened to her mother’s advice; if she wanted to be with Gu Huaiming, then she had to unconditionally tolerate everything about Gu Jiaojiao.

But people who aren’t involved never understand, facing someone as unreasonable, bratty, and venomously sharp-tongued as Gu Jiaojiao, just how much hatred and pain one feels inside.

That wretched girl’s words were like a knife gouging at one’s heart.

She wouldn’t give you any face and didn’t care about the occasion at all.

She felt great, spouting whatever she wanted, and then claimed she meant no harm with her blunt honesty. But when they spoke about her, what right did she have to be unhappy?

If Gu Huai’an also had a sister like that, she didn’t believe Song Yunuan could handle the relationship with Gu Jiaojiao as calmly and composedly.

Anyone who ended up in such a situation was simply unlucky.

Nowadays, Gu Jiaojiao and Song Yunuan got along well.

Even Gu Qingqing had a decent relationship with Song Yunuan.

But when it came to her, it was incredibly difficult.

Gu Huaiming didn’t like hearing Shu Xiang talk like this, and he said to her, "You can’t make such comparisons. You and Little Nuan are simply incomparable. You are you, and Little Nuan is Little Nuan. It’s like me and Gu Huai’an; can you say we can be compared? To do so would be unfair to me as well, all right, stop thinking about this mess."

Shu Xiang forced a smile.

Indeed, since Gu Huaiming said so, if she continued on, it would seem unappreciative of his kindness.

She knew it was wrong to think this way, but she still couldn’t help but wish that Gu Huai’an’s girlfriend was a girl similar to her.

That way, she wouldn’t feel so much pressure.

But she dared not share these thoughts with anyone; no one understood her, not even her mother, who scolded her for it.

Sigh, why does a girl as outstanding as Song Yunuan exist in this world?

Indeed, when creating people, Heaven clearly ranks them differently.

Song Yunuan had no idea she had almost become Shu Xiang’s personal demon.

She was really busy.

Busy working with Zhong Shaoqing on the island venture.

Although she couldn’t inherit it for another half-year, preliminary work could now commence.

Our side was also organized and waiting for the legal procedures to take over the island.

Ever since the news broke, some were said to be so excited that they couldn’t sleep for several days.

So, a slip-up was bound to happen.

Song Yunuan had Zhong Shaoqing call Zhong Daqiao to prepare him mentally.

Zhong Daqiao thought he could escape, putting his hopes on Tianci, but ultimately realized it was futile.

Without comparison, one remains unaware; upon comparison, one is startled.

He felt Tianci might not even be as good as that troublemaker.

After receiving Song Yunuan’s call and realizing that Shangguan Heng was already detained for investigation and interrogation, and seeing the fate of the Shangguan siblings, he wondered how much better his own outcome would be.

Currently, the heads of the most influential families in Xiangjiang were close to Song Yunuan, and no matter what she did, they offered strong support from their end.

Real estate, office buildings, Dongfang Hong, branch offices, and even the animated films they invested in, all had to be purchased with money.

The advertisements were everywhere before the broadcast even began.

Just from Xiangjiang alone, Song Yunuan must have made a tidy sum.

She was even developing the West Mountain Villa District in Beidu.

The investment was huge, but so was the return rate.

He wasn’t even qualified to meddle in it.