"We haven’t found him yet, but if Ais really intends to approach the younger Master Gu, he might show up at the birthday party a few days from now," Qing Yi said with uncertainty.
"Third Young Master, should we warn the younger Master Gu? After all, the power behind Ais is somewhat... dangerous."
Although Third Young Master and the younger Master Gu couldn’t exactly be called friends, and even... had some grievances, the Gu Family was a renowned medical clan, which had produced many doctors known for saving lives. Of course, these doctors did not include Gu Sheng.
The Gu Family held a prestigious reputation in the medical world and was considered an illustrious family. The Gu Family’s patriarch also had a close relationship with Grandfather Jun Moyan.
Although Gu Sheng was considered a good-for-nothing playboy who simply enjoyed his life, he was also the Gu Family’s future successor. If something happened to him, the Gu Family would be thrown into chaos.
Had it not been known, it might have been fine, but now that they were aware, they couldn’t just "stand by and watch" out of respect for the older generation.
"No need," Jun Moyan said indifferently.
Did they really think Gu Sheng was only into frivolous pleasures?
His heart was harsher than anyone else’s!
With such an obviously deliberate approach, how could Gu Sheng not see through it?
Perhaps Gu Sheng himself was playing a deeper game.
Who the prey would be was still uncertain.
In recent days, Jun Moyan rarely went out; he spent most of his time in his study with a bunch of mechanical blueprints.
Every day Wen Xiao’ai would just eat, sleep, and once she was full, sleep some more. As long as Jun Moyan was home, she would cling to him.
When he was drawing designs, she would lie on his legs and sleep.
Following Jun Moyan’s wishes, Qing Yi had people install very girlish rice-colored hanging chairs on the balconies of the study and Jun Moyan’s room. But Wen Xiao’ai didn’t like them at all; she only liked sticking with Jun Moyan.
This morning, when Wen Xiao’ai woke up, Jun Moyan was no longer in bed.
She hopped out of bed and, out of habit, went to look for him in his study first.
If he wasn’t there, she would then go downstairs to look for Xiaocha.
Passing through the corridor and seeing the slightly ajar door of the study, Wen Xiao’ai knew he was inside.
A milky, childish meow sounded at the entrance of the study.
The man, who was working, looked up and caught a glimpse before returning to his task.
Wen Xiao’ai stepped in with her short legs and small steps. She first climbed onto a small stool beside his feet and then jumped onto his lap.
This stool was specially bought for her by Jun Moyan.
Just to make it easier for her to get up and down.
Standing on his lap, she called out to him again, seemingly seeking a response.
"It’s already ten o’clock, and you’re just getting up," the man said, his voice indifferent, and although it was emotionless, it sounded like he was educating a child who had the bad habit of sleeping in.
"You’re still young, not eating breakfast on time is bad for your health."
As he spoke, he lifted Wen Xiao’ai’s small body from his lap and placed her on the desk.
On the desk, there was a plate set out.
In the plate was a not-so-big but very fresh apple, a sandwich, a boiled egg, a bowl of meat congee, and her milk bottle.
Wen Xiao’ai’s small body actually couldn’t eat much, but she liked to have a little bit of everything.
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Wen Xiao’ai called out to Jun Moyan, as if saying, "Got it, I’ll try to wake up earlier next time."
Then she went to grab her milk bottle...
The study door was pushed open, and Qing Yi walked in.
"Third Young Master, the item you requested is ready," Qing Yi said as he placed a beautifully packaged beige box on the desk, then glanced at Wen Xiao’ai, who was eating.
Jun Moyan glanced at the box and then turned his attention back to his work, continuing with what he was doing.
After delivering the item, Qing Yi left the study.