Arriving home, Feng Chengjin never expected that Gu Zixuan had already prepared dinner for him.
Looking at the not-so-great dishes, and then at the French chef Jim beside them, Feng Chengjin could roughly guess what was going on.
He walked forward, looked at her, and awkwardly smiled, "Something came up in the afternoon that I had to deal with, and I realized my phone was out of battery while on the road."
Gu Zixuan’s hand paused slightly while setting the tableware, then she lifted her eyes and smiled, "I know, it’s okay. I didn’t wait long after realizing you left; you seemed to be in a hurry, so I came back."
Understanding Gu Zixuan’s cleverness, seemingly influenced by Qiu Yuan, she especially knew how to yield when a man was busy, making it impossible for a man to not find her good.
So, even though she should understand what he guessed, treating it as an impromptu matter, she didn’t take it seriously.
Feng Chengjin’s heart trembled at having deceived her once more, feeling pained as he moved forward to hold her.
"You don’t blame me? I really had something urgent."
"I don’t blame you; it was a last-minute decision, anyway. We can go another day." Gu Zixuan leaned her head against Feng Chengjin’s shoulder, obediently shaking her head, with a faint smile, "After all, I know you want to marry me."
Her understanding and lack of complaints made Feng Chengjin even more moved and distressed, as he leaned down to peck her on the forehead.
His soft lips touched her clean skin.
He said, "Yes, I really want to marry you, really, really..."
After dinner, they took a bath and went to sleep.
Throughout, Gu Zixuan acted as if nothing was wrong, no different from before.
Feng Chengjin observed her for a long time, ensuring she wasn’t lying before he finally relaxed.
How to marry her had become his dilemma.
After the goodnight kiss, he kept coaxing Gu Zixuan to sleep before turning around, gazing at the night sky, his worries spreading like the sea.
Behind him, Gu Zixuan, who had been sleeping with her back towards him, slowly opened her eyes after he turned away.
The restlessness of Feng Chengjin was palpable.
Feng Chengjin, after a short sleep, got up again, pacing by the floor-to-ceiling window.
All of it reached her ears.
She lay there with her eyes open, quietly looking into the distance.
Her mind was on the phone call she made while sitting in the taxi on her way back, "Brother Yu, can you do me a favor?" For origınal chapters go to novel_fіre.net
"What is it? Go on," Yu Yuanshen, since the last rashly executed actions against the Zhou Family, not only ruining Feng Chengjin’s plans but almost bringing greater harm to Gu Zixuan, had been feeling immensely guilty.
That night as he left, the deep look Yu Yuanshen gave Gu Zixuan also made her understand what Brother Yu was thinking.
However, she no longer had time to ponder who owed whom.
She simply said slowly, "Can you look into what Feng Chengjin and the others are hiding from me? I don’t trust anyone around me right now, including He Qimo, and my parents. I feel like they’re all hiding something big from me, and I don’t know anything."
With a feeling of desolation in Gu Zixuan’s tone, Yu Yuanshen also felt that there was something about this matter that didn’t quite make sense. He had already planned to investigate, so when Gu Zixuan asked, he promptly agreed, "Alright!"
However, he hesitantly added, "But since they’re all hiding it from you, it’s presumably not a good thing. You need to be prepared for that. Can you do that?"
Brother Yu’s voice carried concern, and Gu Zixuan nodded, "I can."