Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 650 - 271.【Dew of Summer】But Wanwan, how could I bear to let you live in hell. _4

Chapter 650: 271.【Dew of Summer】But Wanwan, how could I bear to let you live in hell. _4

Wanxia stood up and walked upstairs, her voice calm and steady, "Wait ten minutes, I’ll change my clothes."

"Alright," Yuan Yi nodded respectfully.

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The place Yuan Yi took Wanxia to was a very remote location in An City.

When the car stopped, the surrounding scene was not unfamiliar to Wanxia.

This was the place where, four years ago, Song Mingyang had accidentally taken the photo of Shen Weiyi meeting with Qiu Zheng, and the modest café at the street corner was still open.

There were more than a dozen cars parked on the roadside, forming a line, which was quite impressive. Passersby all took a second look.

The car door was opened by Yuan Yi, but Wanxia remained seated elegantly in the back, showing no intention of getting out.

With a faint, mocking smile at the corner of her eyes, she asked casually, "Did your Mr. Gu send you to bring me here to reminisce about the past? How utterly boring."

Yuan Yi didn’t offer much explanation and simply replied, "Then, Miss Ji, please rest in the car for now. I’ll call you over once everything is set up."

After he said this, he turned and walked toward the line of a dozen cars.

Wanxia really didn’t get out of the car and just sat quietly in the backseat, watching Yuan Yi systematically begin what he called the ’setup’.

Most of the people in these vehicles were bodyguards in suits, and there were also four or five doctors from a mental hospital dressed in everyday clothes. If they didn’t mention their profession, nothing would be apparent.

The bodyguards lined up at the street corner, forming a blockade with a radius of about ten meters.

After clearing away unrelated onlookers, Yuan Yi signaled to the doctors, who nodded to show they understood.

The person the doctors brought out of the car was Qiu Zheng.

The clothes he wore were exactly the same as those in the photo Song Mingyang took.

His hairstyle and shoes were identical as well. Yuan Yi took out a cigarette but didn’t light it, just let him hold it in his mouth, because in that photo, Qiu Zheng had a cigarette hanging from his lips.

Yuan Yi returned to the car where Wanxia was and respectfully said, "Miss Ji, you can take the camera over there now. With professional bodyguards and staff present, we won’t let him hurt you."

Song Mingyang was a fan of Shen Weiyi, and in the photo he took, the focus was on Shen Weiyi’s face.

Plus, with the distance being quite far at the time, apart from Shen Weiyi’s distinct face being clear, everything around her was blurry.

Including Qiu Zheng, who was standing right opposite her, sideways to the camera.

Wanxia seemed to understand what the man meant.

She had thought about it this way before, but, the test results Sheng Boyan gave her put her in a low mood for quite some time, leaving her in low spirits.

Before she even made the request, Gu Shaozhi delivered what she wanted to her.

A strange emotion suddenly surged within Wanxia, a feeling she couldn’t pinpoint...

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The nurse had previously given Qiu Zheng medication with sedative components, and now he was in a dazed state, staying quietly in place as the doctor instructed him.

Wanxia took the camera and captured a solo shot of Qiu Zheng, gradually enlarging the angle, ending with a frontal shot of him.

Recreating the blurry figure in Song Mingyang’s photograph.

Because Qiu Zheng did not go berserk, he was passively handled by the doctors like a robot throughout the process, so it took less than five minutes from Wanxia’s first shutter release to completing all the shots.

Wanxia looked down to review the photos already sorted in the camera, confirming there was no need for more.

She politely thanked the doctors who assisted her, "Thank you for your hard work."

As she stepped back towards the car, Yuan Yi immediately followed, with others arranging the follow-up. His job was to ensure Miss Ji got in and out safely.

During the car ride, Yuan Yi tentatively spoke up, "Miss Ji, when Mr. Gu went to the office today, he seemed not quite well."

Still in the suburbs, with rows of plane trees planted by the roadside, in the autumn season, the leaves were gradually turning yellow.

Wanxia looked at the scenery outside the window retreating at a steady pace, without any traceable emotion in her gaze.

She asked blandly, "What do you mean by not well?"

Gu Shaozhi wasn’t at Qingshui Bay Villa yesterday, so she truly had no idea.

"I don’t know the specifics; just that as soon as Mr. Gu arrived at the office this morning, he instructed me to buy some ointment," Yuan Yi sneaked a glance at the rearview mirror, "it seems, seems that he’s injured."

Injured...

Ripples appeared in Wanxia’s calm eyes, faint and fleeting.

Like a feather falling on a lake’s surface, the ripples it created vanished before spreading.

The hand holding the camera tensed unconsciously, something she didn’t even notice herself.

He went to the Gu Family, how could he get injured there?

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Gu Shaozhi returned home around eight in the evening.

He saw Wanxia sitting on a chair in the dining room, propping her chin on her palm, lost in thought.

Gu Shaozhi took long strides over to the dining table, noticing the dishes on the table didn’t seem to have been touched.

He gently stroked Wanxia’s long hair and spoke with a soft voice, "Why haven’t you eaten so late?" A hint of joy seeped from his dark eyes, "Were you waiting for me?"

The man still carried that usual cool mint scent, with a vague undercurrent of herbal aroma.

Faint, but Wanxia caught it nonetheless.

For his question, she didn’t answer ’yes,’ nor did she say ’no,’ but instead, she said, "I slept for a long time in the afternoon, dreamed, just woke up."

The smile in her eyes was soft and gentle.

The kitchen door was open, and the maid reheating the soup for the third time heard Wanxia’s words clearly.

She smiled with contentment.

After serving the soup at the dining table, she didn’t say anything, returning to the kitchen and closing the door.

Gu Shaozhi, as if receiving a definite answer, seemed all the more gentle in his gaze.

He had already eaten, so he simply sat opposite Wanxia, using chopsticks to serve her dishes, "When I’m not home, why are you always sleeping?"

Though meant as a serious reproach, it was still indulgently tender.

Since he had no intention of eating, Wanxia didn’t say much, smiling lightly, "Because there’s nothing for me to do."

Having already gone past dinner time, Wanxia indeed felt hungry, so she ate whatever he served.

Gu Shaozhi sipped tea, his tender gaze fixed on the woman’s clean face, "Such beautiful weather all used for sleeping, Miss Ji, aren’t you wasting it?"

Wanxia shook her head, seemingly disagreeing with the man’s words.

"That’s not quite accurate, I did sunbathe, more diligent than ’Cola.’ If you don’t believe me, go see, it’s still sleeping."

Hearing Wanxia’s words, Gu Shaozhi couldn’t help but chuckle.

Comparing herself to a cat...

He was amused indeed.

Tonight was the best surface-level atmosphere between them during their alone time in recent days.

They said more than usual but didn’t mention anything about the day’s events.

Just as if he never instructed Yuan Yi to do anything, and she never went to that street.

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