"Your destined calamity with your second uncle will arrive in seven days. If I can make it back in time, I will help you both through this ordeal. If I don’t return, the Yellow Paper and the Formation will protect you for another seven days."
Fourteen days was plenty of time for her to return.
Mo Weiran was utterly bewildered by Gu Zhiqi’s words.
What destined calamity?
This matter involves his second uncle, too?!
Right, she did say earlier that it endangers two lives, so was she referring to him and his second uncle?
Could it be his second uncle who is implicated by him?!
He and his second uncle have a destined calamity?!
"No, what Formation? I can’t feel anything at all," complained the young lady, who said it was carved into his body, but he didn’t feel anything.
Gu Zhiqi:"When your destined calamity comes, you’ll naturally feel it."
If he still doesn’t feel anything by then, won’t he just directly kick the bucket?
"No, miss, at least let me experience it a little, otherwise I really can’t be at ease."
Although he owed her a debt acknowledged with an IOU, which is legally valid, what she drew for him, claiming to be the Formation, didn’t seem to exist at all, much like a blank check.
"I’m off, contact me on WeChat for anything," said Gu Zhiqi before turning around and leaving on the spot.
"Hey, miss, at the very least let me feel it for a bit, just a little bit," Mo Weiran expressed, feeling not the slightest bit reassured.
Mo Weiran wanted to follow Gu Zhiqi, but couldn’t catch up at all.
Even though he was running, he couldn’t keep up.
Watching her receding figure, Mo Weiran cursed under his breath, "Damn it."
Eventually, he gave up.
No more chasing, no more.
Perhaps, she miscalculated?
Bad peach blossom named Qin Daimai?
He had never even heard of the name.
Just as she left the school gates, Su Yunling made a voice call to her.
Gu Zhiqi immediately slid to answer the call, and the moment the voice connected, a deep and pleasant voice came through the speaker, "Look to your right front."
Hearing this voice, Gu Zhiqi subconsciously looked towards the right front and quickly spotted a tall figure.
Seeing Gu Zhiqi look his way, Su Yunling lifted his hand from his pocket and gently waved at her.
Su Yunling was dressed in black trousers and a light grey shirt, exuding a noble and nonchalant aura. Even with a mask covering most of his enchanting face, he still stood out.
If it weren’t for the Concealment Formation he had set around him, even with his mask on, he would probably attract a crowd and possibly be recognized by his fans.
As soon as Gu Zhiqi reached the car, Su Yunling immediately opened the door, letting her into the vehicle first.
"Zixin, do you see, isn’t that Gu Zhiqi?" Zhang Minmin spotted a luxury car parked by the roadside and couldn’t help but take a second glance.
Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure beside the car.
Hearing the familiar name from Zhang Minmin’s mouth, Song Zixin instinctively turned her gaze, following the direction pointed out by Zhang Minmin.
Then, indeed, she saw a familiar figure.
To be specific, two familiar figures.
The man wearing the mask looked very familiar too, and before Song Zixin could recall who he was, she saw Gu Zhiqi and the man in the mask getting into the car.
"Aren’t we still supposed to have classes this afternoon? Where is Gu Zhiqi going?" Zhang Minmin murmured softly, and then, with eyes cast downward, she added, "I’ve heard that although Gu Zhiqi is back with the Gu Family, her days are not going well. Now, it seems the rumors are false; otherwise, they wouldn’t send a luxury car to pick her up for lunch."