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Chapter 772 - 385 Liang Yaqi Learns about Qinglan and Shumei’s Pregnancy

Chapter 772: Chapter 385 Liang Yaqi Learns about Qinglan and Shumei’s Pregnancy

Zhang Qinglan and Zhou Shumei’s pregnancies quickly became public knowledge.

Liang Yaqi found out.

For some reason, although she knew Gao Jun must have many women around him,

the news of these two women being pregnant caught Liang Yaqi off guard.

Later, she said to Sun Miao, "I plan to go out for a walk."

Sun Miao asked, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No need." Liang Yaqi shook her head and then walked out.

Sun Miao knew what Liang Yaqi was feeling.

So, she called Gao Jun.

"You need to go find Yaqi quickly."

"What’s wrong?" Gao Jun asked on the phone.

Sun Miao said somewhat helplessly, "What do you think is wrong? Yaqi already knows about you and Zhang Qinglan, Zhou Shumei. Now they are pregnant, and you should know, Zhou Shumei was Yaqi’s former mother-in-law, how should she face this?"

"I know."

And so Gao Jun drove his car, searching for Liang Yaqi.

But searching for a needle in the haystack, he couldn’t find her immediately.

Eventually, he thought of a place.

When he drove to the noodle shop,

Gao Jun slowly raised his head, his gaze directly aligning with the location of the noodle shop.

Through the transparent barrier of the car window, over the bustling crowd, past the lush trees, and the unremarkable trash can by the street, he seemed to vaguely perceive a tall and incredibly beautiful silhouette standing there quietly.

This was undoubtedly an extraordinarily magical and indescribable sixth sense.

Liang Yaqi is really a woman with a rather pitiful fate.

She had once been heartlessly played with by a scumbag.

But in the end, when the scumbag’s intention was fulfilled, Liang Yaqi was disregarded for no reason, like an object that is discarded after use, no longer attracting anyone’s attention.

He raised his head again, taking firm steps towards the direction of the one-way street.

At this moment, some people on the roadside were enthusiastically appreciating a McLaren P1, and accidentally, their attention was drawn to the tall and upright figure emerging from the driver’s seat.

At the moment Gao Jun’s figure appeared, their hearts trembled violently, as if profoundly moved by something.

The time was nearing 9 o’clock in the morning, Gao Jun wearing a wine-red sweater, his gaze firmly fixed ahead, he strode forward with his long legs.

Warm sunlight fell upon the brim of his hat, casting half of his face in shadow, making his well-defined profile and tall, upright silhouette appear as if embellished with a layer of mysterious and charming light effects.

His entire presence exuded an effortless charisma, unaggressive and serene with the world, naturally emerging amidst the bustling, lively streets of Modu, and quickly assimilated into the crowd like a drop dissolving into the ocean.

His figure flickered within the crowd, gradually vanishing from sight.

A girl, dressed in a literary-style, holding her phone, capturing photos, happened to witness all of Gao Jun’s actions, and watching his increasingly distant figure, an insight suddenly sparked in her mind, involuntarily uttering, "Mingle with the light, unfurl with time."

Passersby continuously brushed past her, but she seemed completely oblivious, her gaze still firmly fixed on the spot where Gao Jun disappeared, reluctant to look away.

She stood truly at the entrance of the noodle shop, wrapping herself up tightly.

She was wearing a shiny sweater, the same as Gao Jun’s, but hers was more figure-hugging, perfectly outlining her graceful body curves.

The bottom half was paired with tight black jeans, her legs straight and long, as if carefully drawn with a compass.

She exuded a unique and enchanting sense of fashion, forming a stark contrast with the somewhat old noodle shop’s sign behind her.

Surprisingly, this contrast didn’t seem abrupt but rather gave off a very harmonious sense of beauty.

Even from afar, unable to see her face clearly, even though she was just standing there quietly, doing nothing, her unique charm was enough to ensure a 100% rate of second glances.

Everyone passing by her would subconsciously turn their heads to look at her. Finally, Liang Yaqi also spotted Gao Jun amid the crowd.

Her eyes widened a bit more, then without hesitation, she quickly walked towards him.

Her steps were light and graceful, each step seemingly carried a unique rhythm, her comely figure like a flower blooming in the wind, majestic at every step, as if walking the red carpet, full of confidence and allure.

Among all the women Gao Jun had ever seen, her poise was undoubtedly the most elegant. Her pace quickened, and she soon broke into a gentle jog.

Gao Jun, upon seeing this, instinctively spread his arms wide, joyfully ready to embrace her, even pre-rehearsing the motion of spinning her around in his arms in his mind.

However, when there was only one meter left between them, Liang Yaqi took the initiative to stop.

She slightly lifted her head, looking straight into the eyes under Gao Jun’s hat brim, her eyes quickly reddening, filled with a mix of grievance, desolation, longing, and questioning emotions.