Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 649 - 271.【Dew of Summer】But Wanwan, how could I bear to let you live in hell. _3
One is pretending to be oblivious, the other is pretending not to notice the pretense.
This state is the mode of interaction both had tacitly agreed upon long ago.
Gu Shaozhi carried Wanxia into the bedroom, bent down to place her on the bed, and pulled a thin blanket over her.
He sat by the bed, his slender fingers gently brushing aside the strands of hair on the woman’s cheek. The motion was tender, and finally, he lowered his head to place a feather-light kiss on her forehead.
He answered her question, "It wasn’t me."
As long as he didn’t say ’yes’, it wasn’t a transaction, and she wouldn’t have to force herself to give him an equivalent return.
The truth was already dug out by his hands and delivered to her face, so whether spoken or not, it made no difference.
Wanxia responded softly with an ’oh’, without any expression.
Gu Shaozhi watched her turn her back to him, pulling the covers over her little face.
A muffled voice came out, "Then you can leave. I’m so sleepy. Call me when it’s time for dinner."
Prideful yet... adorable.
Gu Shaozhi gazed at the back of her head, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing.
His thin lips parted slightly, and a gentle syllable rolled on his teeth, "Mm, you sleep, I will wake you."
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The temperature in autumn is always comfortable.
Because Gu Shaozhi went to the Gu Family’s old residence and didn’t return to the Qingshui Bay Villa, Wanxia slept alone last night.
Even if she had been sleeping during the day before last night, disturbing her routine, and habitually suffered from insomnia at night, perhaps since her nerves temporarily felt no latent rejection or pressure last night, she slept for a while in the latter half.
She didn’t sleep until evening again, but got up a little before noon.
The maid prepared a few dishes according to Wanxia’s preference, and Wanxia elegantly and quietly had her lunch in the dining room.
Someone knocked on the door, and the maid put down the teacup in her hand to open it. Outside stood Mr. Gu’s assistant, who had visited a few days before, so she recognized him.
Yuan Yi bowed his head, not looking inside the house, which was the courtesy expected of a senior assistant.
He asked, "May I ask if Miss Ji is up?"
"She’s up, having her meal now," replied the maid, then quickly went to the dining room, telling Wanxia, "Miss Ji, someone is looking for you."
Wanxia wasn’t unfamiliar with Yuan Yi’s voice.
She sipped some soup and said indifferently, "Let him come in."
After Yuan Yi changed his shoes and came in, Wanxia put down her chopsticks, holding a cat in her arms, her loosely curled long hair draped casually, lazy yet aloof.
"Miss Ji, please, continue your meal. There is no hurry about my matter. We can talk after you finish eating."
Wanxia glanced up at him, speaking lightly, "If it’s not urgent, you may go back."
Yuan Yi, "..."
She blocked him with a single line.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, he bunched his hand into a fist near his mouth, coughed lightly twice, then spoke respectfully, "Miss Ji, I’m here to take you somewhere."
Who Yuan Yi worked for and whose instructions he followed were all laid bare, there was no need for guessing.
Wanxia, still holding her cat, walked toward the living room, "Where are we going?"
What mystery is Gu Shaozhi playing at?
"Uh... You’ll know when you get there," Yuan Yi didn’t divulge, suddenly recalling that many photographers preferred their own equipment, "Oh right, Miss Ji, please bring your camera, of course, you don’t have to, I prepared one in advance, just in case you’re not used to it."
Camera?
Sitting on the sofa, Wanxia looked at him with a half-smile, "Am I to take pictures of some big star? Then you should leave."
The maid had finished brewing the tea, but it was too hot. Wanxia brushed the cup with her fingertips and gave up, "Because I have neither the mood nor the energy."
If it were Gu Shaozhi, he would have adjusted the temperature for her.
As this thought appeared in her mind, Wanxia suddenly froze, not even noticing when the cat jumped out of her arms.
Why, why would she...
Yuan Yi realized immediately that Miss Ji had misunderstood, and quickly shook his head, "No, no, that’s not it."
Mr. Gu had instructed not to reveal too much, so he could only explain, "Uh... It does involve photography, but not of entertainers. Everything has been arranged, just waiting for you to come over. In short, it’s something you want."
The place where he’s taking Miss Ji has a full fifty bodyguards, all personally chosen by Mr. Gu.
On one hand, it’s to protect Miss Ji, on the other, to keep in check that man who could go crazy at any moment.
Wanxia, skeptical, looked at the hesitant Yuan Yi.
Clearly, she didn’t comprehend Yuan Yi’s meaning, no, it’s more fitting to say the person she failed to understand was Gu Shaozhi.
She couldn’t grasp any of the actions that man had taken recently.
