On the way back from the military district, Lin Yue sat next to Gu Feng, holding onto his arm.

All the way, her gaze lingered on Gu Feng’s face.

Looking at his profile, it was filled with admiration for the man of her own.

Her tender eyes almost melted.

Gu Feng felt embarrassed, "Is there something on my face?"

Lin Yue naturally took out a wet wipe from her bag, smiling as she helped him clean, "There is, your camouflage paint hasn’t been washed off yet, let me help you."

This woman, under the pretext of wiping Gu Feng’s face, was frantically admiring it.

The love in her eyes seemed as though she was caring for a rare treasure, incredibly cherished.

Gu Feng also took advantage of her focused face-wiping to clearly see Lin Yue’s delicate features, her fair skin like tender jade, clean and flawless!

There was a light in her eyes, bright, and Gu Feng could even see his own reflection in her pupils.

"Ahem."

Li Yan, who was driving, couldn’t take it anymore.

These two had been doling out public displays of affection the whole trip, as if he, the driver, didn’t exist, huh?

After Lin Yue shyly put away the wet wipe, Li Yan said to Gu Feng, "Captain, really not considering coming back? With your strength today, I think you’d be more than sufficient as the head instructor of Dragon Thorn!"

"No," Gu Feng had his own plans.

Coming back would mean having to worm his way through the ranks, he might as well change lanes!

And his return to Beijing this time was just for that purpose.

Instead, he asked Li Yan, "If there’s a chance in the future, would you come help me?"

"I’m not interested in making money." Li Yan knew that Gu Feng was now investing in Jiangcheng and straightforwardly said so.

"Neither am I." If it weren’t for cooperating with Lin Yue, Gu Feng wouldn’t want to mess with any fund company either.

Lin Yue rolled her eyes secretly on the side.

You say it’s not annoying?

She worked herself to the bone and couldn’t earn much, yet some guy nonchalantly claiming to have no interest in making money was raking in billions a year.

To be honest, if Lin Yue had a money-making machine like Gu Feng’s, she would lie flat and slack off too.

Li Yan asked, "So what are your plans next? Are you heading back to Jiangcheng?"

Gu Feng shook his head, "I still have things to do, I’m not going back for the time being."

Lin Yue sat beside him with things on her mind, wanting to accompany Gu Feng but unsure how to express it tactfully.

Li Yan said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you’re not in a hurry to return to Jiangcheng, right? I was thinking of having my wife show you around for a few days."

That would be great, of course.

But Lin Yue glanced at Gu Feng, more inclined to seek his opinion.

Li Yan was Gu Feng’s brother-in-arms through thick and thin, and even his wife was introduced by Gu Feng to his cousin.

Lin Yue naturally wanted to integrate into Gu Feng’s true circle of friends.

But she couldn’t overstep, she could only look to Gu Feng for guidance.

Gu Feng said, "If you’re not busy, stay and have fun for a few days, then we’ll go back together."

Without her there, he wouldn’t know how to get along with his dad anyway.

Lin Yue nodded obediently after hearing Gu Feng’s words, "Mhm."

They returned to the courtyard.

Aunt Yu Yue was already at home.

In the living room, besides her, there seemed to be quite a few relatives from the Gu Family.

Yu Yue’s husband and daughter, as well as Gu Yuan’s son Gu Yi, and even neighbors from the courtyard had all come to chat lively.

Yesterday, it was too late when Lin Yue came back, so it wasn’t convenient for everyone to come and see her.

Today, they all came to see what Gu Feng’s wife looked like.

As soon as Lin Yue entered, everyone’s gaze unanimously shifted to her.

"Look, this is Feng’s wife."

"Such a pretty girl."

"Feng’s got good taste, where did he find such a beautiful young lady? She’s quite attractive!"

A few old military men from next door laughed, "This is the Junior Sect Leader’s wife? Not bad, not bad."

Blushing shyly, Lin Yue was relieved that Gu Feng was holding her waist and whispered introductions of several elders present, advising her how to address and greet them.

Chen Shuping, Yu Yue’s daughter, who was still in university, immediately brightened up at the sight of the stunning Lin Yue and couldn’t help blurting out, "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful."

Lin Yue’s face flushed even more.

"Sister-in-law, when will the wedding be?" someone curiously asked.

Yu Ling laughed and said, "Soon, very soon. Feng’s father is already picking a date; we just need to consult with his grandfather, and then we can proceed."

Lin Yue looked at Gu Feng with a questioning gaze.

Were they really going to proceed with it?

Seeing her curious look, Gu Feng explained, "Grandfather doesn’t have much time left; we definitely want to have the wedding while he’s still with us. Is that okay?"

With cheeks turning crimson, Lin Yue quickly shook her head, "No, no problem at all."

Gu Feng nodded, "Then, after we’ve finished eating with the relatives, you’ll come with me to meet Grandfather."

Lin Yue: "Mhm."

Meanwhile, after a recently concluded meeting of the 24 Hall Masters across the nation, Gu Dadong walked out of the meeting hall brimming with happiness, his steps brisk with excitement.

After discussions among the seven Elders and a vote from the Hall Masters, it was decided to reinstate Gu Feng’s position and elevate his ranking, making him a top-tier Strategic Level talent.

Zhong Li’s father, Zhong Tao, jogged over to catch up with Gu Dadong and walked alongside him, asking with a smile, "I heard that Feng has married a capitalist heiress from Jiangcheng? What do you and Yu Ling think about it? Aren’t you going to intervene?"

Gu Dadong knew exactly what Zhong Tao was up to; he was simply looking for a way to reconnect now that his son was gaining influence. Perhaps he was too proud to say it outright and just came to probe into Gu Feng’s personal affairs.

He sighed, "Can’t control him, you know, Feng has had some friction with me. The kid is grown up now; we no longer have a say. Whatever wife he wants to marry, we will let him be."

Zhong Tao, settling for less, asked, "Does Yu Gongfeng know about Feng’s wife?"

Elsewhere, in the Worship Yard.

The nonagenarian erupted with hearty laughter.

He lay in his wheelchair and told the life assistant in the backyard, "Xiao Li, prepare a few more dishes. My grandson is going to bring his wife to see me."

Across from him, the remaining two Offerants snickered, "When this lad ran off back then, you weren’t like this at all, saying you’d break his legs. You had the whole yard scolded by you, and now you’re all smiles?"

Yu Zecheng grinned fondly, his face beaming like the Maitreya Buddha, "Can’t hit him now. The lad has become a Strategic Level talent, haha."

The two Offerants across from him rolled their eyes, clearly sensing the old man was being ostentatiously triumphant!