"Later I’ll have him add you; remember to accept the friend request," Gu Huaijin added this after a thought while speaking to Gu Zhiqi.
"Okay," Gu Zhiqi responded softly.
After hanging up with Gu Huaijin, Gu Zhiqi left the airport, found a milk tea shop nearby, ordered a cup of milk tea, and sat down to wait for the person.
About five minutes after the call ended, Gu Zhiqi received a friend request.
Half an hour later, a luxury car stopped in front of the milk tea shop.
As soon as Gu Zhiqi walked out of the milk tea shop, the rear car door opened, and a young man stepped out.
The man had deep-set features and handsome looks, bearing a faint resemblance to Gu Huaijin around his eyes and eyebrows, donning gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, which softened his sharp features, making him appear elegant, noble, and restrained.
After getting out of the car, the young man stood by the car without moving, his gaze, hidden behind glasses, filled with suspicion and inquiry as he scrutinized the girl in front of him.
The young man stared at Gu Zhiqi; Gu Zhiqi was also staring at him, except she was focusing on a clump of dark energy between his brows.
What’s with these people from the Gu family?
One had their Ancient Martial Arts sealed, another cursed with the Heartless Curse, and now, another with a death omen hanging over him.
Did they know she was in need of money, so they each came forward to offer her money?
As for what Gu Huaijin had said about "Gu Zhiqi has lost her memory again, and her personality has reverted," Gu Mengyang was skeptical.
After all, if the little girl truly had changed, that old dog Gu Huaijin would definitely not tell him.
The doubts in his heart didn’t make him speak out at once; instead, he chose to observe the girl in front of him first.
She did seem somewhat different.
No sooner had this thought crossed his mind than he heard the girl speak.
"You’re going to die," Gu Zhiqi said, her usual lazy demeanor accompanied by a hint of seriousness, to seem a bit more reliable.
Her first words out of her mouth... weren’t anything nice.
Gu Mengyang was stunned for a few seconds, then the corners of his mouth curved slightly, a faint smile gracing his lips, though it didn’t reach his eyes as he watched Gu Zhiqi, "So, what about it?"
"Five million, to break your death omen," Gu Zhiqi stated her price directly.
She really dared to say it?
He didn’t respond immediately but rather stared at Gu Zhiqi for a good few seconds.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi knew he certainly didn’t believe her, and calmly said, "You have seven days to consider."
His death omen was in seven days.
If no one helped him break it, he would indeed be doomed when the time came.
At these words, Gu Mengyang lightly raised his eyebrows; it almost seemed like he believed her a bit, that the girl had truly changed.
The shallow smile on his lips lingered, with a touch of genuine mirth in his eyes.
"Fine, then I’ll consider it for seven days," his tone sounded somewhat perfunctory.
Gu Zhiqi naturally picked up on the perfunctory note too, but she didn’t care much; after all, it was his life at stake, not hers. Her only loss would be missing out on five million...
Yikes—five million is not a small amount!
"You better take it seriously; don’t go beyond six days," Gu Zhiqi suddenly looked concerned as she earnestly said this to Gu Mengyang.
The corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and then he said, "Fine," turned slightly, opened the car door for Gu Zhiqi, and said, "Get in."
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi immediately bent down and climbed into the car.
Once both were in the car, the driver started it up.
Gu Mengyang leaned back in his seat, slightly turned his head, and looked at Gu Zhiqi, "Gu Huaijin said you lost your memory again?"
Upon seeing this, Gu Mengyang was still a bit disbelieving and continued, "If you’ve lost your memory, you shouldn’t remember me. So why would you just get into my car so casually?"