Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“I’m not sure, but I think his decision to return was an abrupt one. I think it most likely involved her…”
Xiaowang was interrupted by his phone ringing. Placed on top of the car’s storage compartment, both Qin Zhi’ai and Xiaowang could see “Master Gu” flash on the screen.
Xiaowang quickly answered the call.
“Yes, Master Gu. We’re almost there. Third floor? Okay, see you soon.”
After hanging up, he told Qin Zhi’ai, “Master Gu is already waiting for us on the third floor of Baisheng.”
Surprised to hear that Gu Yusheng would also be there, Qin Zhi’ai paused before nodding her head.
After Gu Yusheng’s call, Xiaowang didn’t resume talking and concentrated on driving.
Qin Zhi’ai stared at her hands on her lap for some time before lifting her head to stare out the car window. A thick layer of fog had settled over the city, and her mood was also gray and heavy.
After parking in Baisheng’s underground garage, Xiaowang led Qin Zhi’ai to the elevator and pressed the “3” button.
They exited the lift, turned left, and walked for a few hundred feet before stopping at the entrance to an international luxury boutique.
Through the large, bright glass windows, Qin Zhi’ai immediately spotted Gu Yusheng sitting on a sofa in a lounge area.
As they entered the shop and walked closer to him, she realized that his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his lips seem parched, all an indication that he had drunk too much.
Earlier in the office, she had noticed that his hair was slightly tousled, but that hadn’t affected his charisma. In fact, the unbridled touch added a sense of charm to him, but now he seemed worn out.
Xiaowang stopped within two feet of Gu Yusheng and softly said, “Master Gu.”
Gu Yusheng opened his eyes and turned his head toward Xiaowang’s voice.
Upon seeing Qin Zhi’ai, his face relaxed a little. “Take your pick,” he said, before closing his eyes again.
Leading Qin Zhi’ai by her sleeve, Xiaowang walked toward the clothing racks and whispered into her ear, “Pick out some clothes quickly. Master Gu’s current mood has obviously hit rock bottom, so let’s not provoke him.”
Turning her head, Qin Zhi’ai looked at Gu Yusheng and replied, “Okay.” Following the salesperson, she started to browse through the clothes.
Every piece of clothing was shockingly expensive and, after looking through everything, Qin Zhi’ai pointed at the cheapest sweater. “I’ll take that.”
As she spoke, Gu Yusheng, still resting in the lounge area, frowned and opened his eyes. In a lukewarm tone, he called out, “Xiaowang.”
Xiaowang spun around instantly and ran over. “Master Gu?”
Ignoring him, Gu Yusheng bent forward and picked up a fashion magazine from the coffee table. Quickly browsing through it, he stopped and tapped twice on the photo of an exquisite designer outfit from the current winter season. “Get this in Secretary Qin’s size, and pay the bill.”
“Yes, Master Gu.” Xiaowang hurriedly took the magazine and approached the salesperson who was speaking to Qin Zhi’ai. He interrupted, “Sorry miss, we want this item.”
Qin Zhi’ai peeked at the price—a year’s worth of her salary—and began, “Chauffeur Wa—”
“Secretary Qin,” Gu Yusheng interrupted. “Come over here and sit down. Xiaowang, settle the bill.”