Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 631 - 266. [Summer of Dew] Since you’re not dead, you have to keep going. _4
As the maid was approaching the dining room, Wanxia thought of something and called out to her.
Wanxia, holding the remote control, turned her head to look at the maid with a gentle and serene demeanor, "If Mr. Gu asks, could you say that I woke up at eight?"
The maid didn’t quite understand her, "Huh?"
Is it really such a big deal when one wakes up? Mr. Gu is so busy, he probably wouldn’t bother with such questions...
Sleeping until six might be exaggerated, but many affluent ladies who don’t work do this, it’s not unusual.
Although Miss Ji mentioned she was just staying here temporarily, she could see that their relationship was not simple.
Wanxia smiled softly and explained in a gentle voice, "It’s just that if Mr. Gu is not home during the day and I’m not going out, I’ll stay in my room sleeping, but doing this all the time doesn’t seem proper, so I want to ask Aunt Li to help me make up a lie."
Unable to sleep at night, she had to catch up on sleep during the day.
In a few days, she should get used to it.
"If he doesn’t ask, then forget it. If he does, just say I was watching a movie in the study or sunbathing on the balcony."
Without Pea chirping around her, she needed time to adapt.
Although the maid still didn’t understand, she knew not to ask too many questions about matters in a wealthy family and respectfully replied, "Understood, I will remember."
What she didn’t expect was that the very routine and ordinary day she thought wouldn’t draw any attention was inquired about by Mr. Gu in detail that very evening.
...
When Gu Shaozhi got home, Wanxia had already finished drinking a small bowl of porridge and was curled up on the sofa watching variety show news.
All the TV stations were showing footage of the injured Shen Weiyi being interviewed by the media, with a bandage on the forehead and faint scars on the cheeks forming scabs, yet her beauty was not the least bit compromised, making her look even more delicate and attractive.
Though there was a somewhat sickly frailness, it only added to her charm on camera.
The reporters showed great care for the goddess’s injuries, and especially when she mentioned the tenth-anniversary concert could proceed as planned, she received waves of praise.
Wanxia’s delicate features showed little emotion, as if the broadcast was some unimportant video.
Holding a teacup, with steam wafting, she leaned languidly against the sofa back, appearing utterly bored.
Gu Shaozhi glanced indifferently at the screen, then loosened two buttons on his shirt collar before sitting beside the woman, "Did you stay in all day? Isn’t it boring?"
He wrapped an arm around the woman’s shoulder, his voice low and gentle, "I won’t go to the office tomorrow, would you like me to stay home with you?"
Wanxia switched the channel with the remote control, calmly refusing, "No need, I enjoy being alone."
She would be very busy tomorrow; Sheng Boyan’s flight arrived in An City at noon, she had to pick him up and then go straight to the psychiatric hospital in South City.
As there was no knowing when the exact results could be obtained, she didn’t want to waste time.
The sooner the better.
Gu Shaozhi didn’t mind and chuckled helplessly, "Then I might as well go to work."
The maid finished preparing the last dish, wiped her hands on the apron, and respectfully came to the living room, "Sir, Miss Ji, dinner is ready, may we begin?"
Gu Shaozhi looked down at the woman in his arms, and since she had no objection, he nodded.
The maid returned to the kitchen to bring out the dishes and set the table.
Wanxia, having only had a small bowl of porridge all day, was starving, turned off the TV, and nonchalantly pushed away the man’s arm from her shoulder, "Can we eat now, Mr. Gu? I’m so hungry."
She blinked pitifully, appearing playful and charming in Gu Shaozhi’s gaze. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
If it wasn’t for that slightly jarring "Mr. Gu," it would be just like Pea eagerly awaiting his return.
Gu Shaozhi’s lips curved into a gentle smile.
He stood up and led the woman to the dining room, "It’s only seven, and you’re already starving, as if I’m mistreating you and not feeding you."
The maid served Wanxia soup, which she sipped in small amounts, "Not at all, I eat and live on your dime; a girl from the slums knows to be grateful."
Gu Shaozhi chuckled.
He picked up chopsticks and served her some food, "The driver’s at your disposal, don’t take a taxi when going out, it’s unsafe."
Wanxia paused her soup-sipping, realizing Mr. Gu was using a subtler method to keep an eye on her...
Even if she was unwilling, she showed no sign of resistance, "What’s unsafe in broad daylight?"
Gu Shaozhi looked at the woman deeply, speaking leisurely, "It’s your looks that are unsafe."
Wanxia, "..."
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In the evening.
Gu Shaozhi didn’t work in the study but instead crossed his legs while sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, patiently waiting for Wanxia to finish her bath.
He held a dark-colored little brocade box, playing with it slowly between his fingers.
The sound of running water trickled courteously out from the bathroom, creating a suggestively romantic atmosphere in the quiet night. He seemed able to imagine the beautiful view behind the frosted glass.
His Adam’s apple moved involuntarily, and he shifted his gaze under the pretense of drinking tea.
Half an hour later, Wanxia emerged from the bath, her long hair still wet, her cheeks blushing from the steam, and her apricot eyes misty with moisture.
As she opened the bathroom door, she met the man’s deep and passionate gaze.
She first averted her gaze, naturally wiping the water droplets from her hair, "Don’t you have any files to handle tonight?"
The little woman was dressed in a thin silk nightgown, exuding a post-bath fragrance and allure from her hair down to her toes, causing the restless heat in Gu Shaozhi’s heart to become harder to suppress.
He tilted his head back to drink tea, but only the tea leaves remained in the cup, yielding not a drop of water, slightly awkward.
With his rationality at odds with the restlessness igniting within him, his handsome face remained calm, but his voice was raspy, "Who’s busy every day?"
Wanxia had only asked casually; his answer was inconsequential, "Oh, then you shower."
She descended the steps, preparing to sit on the sofa near the window to dry her hair.
The two long, fair legs passing before him were a glaring sight, causing Gu Shaozhi’s eyes to ache, his brow throbbing.
As if defeated, he clasped the little woman’s wrist, pulling her soft and fragrant body into his arms.
"I won’t do anything, just help you dry your hair," the man said to her, seemingly justifying his inappropriate actions before her instinctive struggle.
She wanted to say it wasn’t necessary, but a cool sensation appeared on her neck, prompting her to lower her head in confusion.
The pendant hung just at the collarbone; without a mirror, she couldn’t see it at all.
Gu Shaozhi held her hand, about to touch the necklace, kissed it, and spoke in a soft, warm voice, "Wanwan, this is a gift, you can’t dislike it."
