"..." Feng Chengjin parted his lips slightly, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, he seemed to change his mind.
After his gaze fell lightly, he shook his head, "It’s nothing."
Then he turned to look out the window.
The profound look made Gu Zixuan even more curious. She watched for a while, wanting to ask further.
Yet just at this moment, the phone rang.
Seeing the call from He Qimo, Gu Zixuan furrowed her brows slightly and answered. fr\(e)ew(e)b.(n)o (v)(e)l.com
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Her tone was gentle, but a cool, almost interrogative voice came from the other end, "Where are you?"
Gu Zixuan was a bit stunned and said, "Outside."
The raised tone made Gu Zixuan’s brows furrow into wrinkles.
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The urge to argue had to be forcibly suppressed, and she spoke evenly, "Having dinner outside."
On the other end, He Qimo seemed surprised not to hang up coldly in such a situation.
He paused briefly and softened his tone, "Stop eating, come home now."
"..." Instantly, Gu Zixuan was speechless.
Thinking of his tantrum that day when he left without a word, and his indifference these past few days.
She really wanted to ask if he wouldn’t call her home unless something happened.
But thinking of Feng Chengjin being present, and hearing He Qimo’s tone seemingly indicating something serious.
She had to take a deep breath and nod, "Alright."
Her compromising demeanor was something Feng Chengjin had not seen before; he regarded her thoughtfully.
Gu Zixuanxin felt light ripples.
After hanging up, she gazed out the window to calm herself for a moment, then turned to Feng Chengjin and said, "Sorry, Mr. Feng, I have to go home now."
"Okay." Feng Chengjin was very polite.
Gu Zixuan got up, wanting to apologize and call the waiter to pay the bill herself. But before she could open her handbag, she heard the sound of a chair moving beside her.
Accompanied by a clear voice, "Charge the bill to my card."
That tall figure stood next to her, a suit draped over his forearm, "Let’s go, I’ll take you."
Gu Zixuan looked steadily at Feng Chengjin.
Feng Chengjin raised his eyebrows, glanced at the barely touched food, and pursed his lips, "It’s okay, I’m not used to eating it anyway."
On the way back, it was still Feng Chengjin driving.
Her car had been driven to Jinyue Zijing Mansion by a driver, and when she suggested taking a taxi, Feng Chengjin refused, saying that since he had arranged for the car to be driven away, he should be responsible for taking her home.
Sitting in the car, she was filled with the memory of He Qimo’s tone earlier.
The heavy mood made Feng Chengjin only glance at her a few times with increasingly deep eyes.
Close to arriving at He Mansion, he finally spoke first, "Are you always with your husband?"
Gu Zixuan was slightly startled, gazing into Feng Chengjin’s discerning eyes, recalling that it hadn’t always been this way in the past. She didn’t know why things had changed, remembering the previous times she’d been seen at her most disheveled from drinking or crying, and the reactions after each.
Lowering her eyes slightly, she smiled bitterly, "It wasn’t before, not sure what’s happened now."
Recalling something, Feng Chengjin’s fingers on the steering wheel curled slightly...