Mo Weiran said the feast was about to start soon, which actually meant more than an hour. After waiting for over an hour, the banquet finally commenced at 5:08 PM.
Gu Zhiqi took twenty minutes to eat and then promptly left.
After Gu Zhiqi departed, Qiao Qingshu naturally followed suit.
It was only after leaving the hotel that they realized the sky had become overcast, looking like it was about to rain.
The clouds were dense and dark, giving off a sense of oppression.
Just as they stepped out of the hotel, someone hurriedly caught up from behind.
"Hey, Miss, are you leaving?" Mo Weiran took big strides to catch up with the two, waving at them casually.
Gu Zhiqi was in the midst of messaging her parents from the Gu Family and didn’t look at him, merely uttering a faint "Hmm."
Qiao Qingshu also simply nodded coolly, without speaking.
"I heard the Lu Family invited a big star for a performance. Why don’t you two watch before you leave?" Mo Weiran strolled alongside them with his hands in his pockets, leisurely.
"Hmm." A perfunctory x2.
Seeing this, Mo Weiran realized the perfunctoriness, but didn’t mind and kept babbling, "The Lu Family really splurged this time. I heard they invited quite a few stars. Some even saw Su Yunling."
Hearing the familiar name made Gu Zhiqi subconsciously pause in her steps.
"Hey, do you know about Su Yunling? The true top-notch celebrity in the entertainment industry. Not only is he the epitome of good looks in the industry, his acting is also top-tier."
Actually, Mo Weiran didn’t follow celebrities; however, Su Yunling was just too popular for him to ignore.
"Today he has..." Gu Zhiqi finally glanced sideways at Mo Weiran, but this glance halted her subsequent words and her gaze froze.
"What about him?" Mo Weiran, seeing that Gu Zhiqi didn’t finish her sentence, asked subconsciously.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t speak right away, but looked at Mo Weiran with a strange expression... or rather, over Mo Weiran’s shoulder.
That look made Mo Weiran somewhat uneasy, as a chill suddenly rose on his back.
"No, Miss, are you... are you alright? What are you looking at?"
Recalling that Gu Zhiqi was versed in fortune-telling, Mo Weiran started to suspect that she might also be able to see things others couldn’t.
With this thought, he immediately turned to look behind him.
Upon inspecting, apart from a few waitstaff standing by the hotel entrance, there was nothing.
It was at this moment that Gu Zhiqi shifted her gaze away, "Do you remember what I told you about your bad peach blossom luck?"
"Ah?" Mo Weiran was momentarily puzzled, then nodded, "Yes, I remember."
In reality, he had nearly forgotten all about it.
At first, for a few days, he was indeed on edge, staying far away from any girl who came near him.
But as days passed without incident, even those who used to pester him suddenly stopped.
Gradually, Mo Weiran had put the issue of bad peach blossom luck out of his mind.
Now reminded by Gu Zhiqi, Mo Weiran recalled it.
Mo Weiran asked, "What about it? Is there a problem?"
"Your bad peach blossom luck is not easy to deal with," Gu Zhiqi said while she continued to message Su Yunling.
Child: Brother, are you performing tonight?
She initially wanted to ask Mo Weiran, but then thought that the information from Mo Weiran might not be reliable, so she decided to ask Su Yunling directly.
Su Yunling almost immediately replied to the message.
Su Yunling: Why? Do you want to watch your brother perform?
Listening to Gu Zhiqi’s words, Mo Weiran was stunned for a few seconds before running his hand through his hair.