Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 669 - 276. "Dewy Summer" Incident._3

Actually, I had just fallen asleep for a little while, so being woken up put me in a bad mood. But my first reaction was still to raise my hand and feel the temperature of the woman’s forehead.

His brow furrowed deeply, his voice hoarse from waking up, "You’re as limp as if you have no bones. Planning to collapse to the ground and whine?"

The lie was mercilessly exposed, causing a bit of embarrassment.

Wanxia pursed her lips and told him the truth, "I have an appointment with the live interview host at eight. Being late is very rude. Besides, I’m not so weak that I can’t even walk."

He knows everything, so there’s no point in hiding anything further.

Just three more days.

Three more days until the truth can be revealed to everyone.

Three more days until Shen Weiyi will feel what it’s like to fall from the clouds into the mire.

Upon hearing the woman’s words, the sleepiness in Gu Shaozhi’s eyes instantly faded away like the tide, and when he opened his dark eyes, there was an unfathomable complexity within.

They looked at each other for a long time, yet he couldn’t capture any hesitation in her eyes.

Very faint, so faint that there wasn’t the slightest trace of emotion.

"Where is the meeting?" Gu Shaozhi threw off the covers to get out of bed, opened the wardrobe to get clothes, his voice calm and steady, "I’ll meet them for you. I understand everything you want to convey and will get it done."

The clock doesn’t stop; with every tick of the second hand, another minute passes.

Last night felt like stolen time.

Too wonderful, almost made him forget what stood between them.

Everything that’s destined will happen; it’s just a matter of when.

The man unabashedly began changing his clothes, and Wanxia turned over unnaturally, pulling the covers over her head.

It was indeed his help, but it was her issue.

Even if she was burning with fever, and even if she was in a state where her eyes were blurry, as long as she wasn’t crippled or dead and could still walk, she would go.

A muffled voice came from under the covers, "No need, you didn’t sleep well. I’ll go myself."

Gu Shaozhi buckled his belt’s hidden clasp, turned around, and looked faintly at the back of her head that was exposed.

He hadn’t slept long, so his short hair wasn’t very messy, just a little less neat than usual.

The scent of life had faded away, replaced by a sense of distant elegance in his suit and tie.

Not just a change of attire; that unattainable aloofness came from those calm, deep black eyes, hiding emotions so well that no one could glimpse even a fraction.

Gu Shaozhi acted as if he hadn’t heard Wanxia’s words, his stern features remaining unresponsive.

Or rather, even if he heard, he wouldn’t allow her to step out in her current state and face the cold air.

Before leaving the bedroom, he left a message, "The maid is preparing dinner. Sleep a bit more, and I’ll call you up when it’s ready."

He didn’t give Wanxia a chance to refuse.

He’s always been this assertive, so Wanxia knew he went to meet that host. Even though she hadn’t mentioned the meeting place, he could find out with a phone call.

The man had been out of the bedroom for a long time, and Wanxia remained buried under the covers.

The sunset waned, leaving the room unlit and the light very dim.

If she didn’t speak or move, no one would notice she was there.

The maid came upstairs at six o’clock sharp to wake Wanxia. Her mouth was full of the bitter taste of medicine, and she had no appetite, but she understood her current physical state.

Forcing herself to eat a couple of bites was still better than not eating at all.

In the whole villa, only Wanxia and the maid were there, and the maid was very cautious about Wanxia’s discomfort.

During meals, Wanxia barely said more than ’hm’ and ’oh’. The maid could tell she didn’t want to talk, so she didn’t press further.

Every space was very quiet.

After taking medicine, Wanxia went upstairs. Before returning to the master bedroom to sleep, she went to the study.

Between her and Gu Shaozhi, there were actually no secrets. He knew what she did, who she saw, and when.

So Wanxia had always been open and honest, with all the ’evidence’ placed in a box on the bookshelf.

Now, everything inside was gone.

Gu Shaozhi said he would get it done for her, and he definitely would...

Wanxia didn’t know why she was so sure, but she was just certain.

...

Gu Shaozhi returned home late at night, and just like before, he showered in the guest bedroom.

After returning to the master bedroom, he stood by the bed for a long time, the surface of his dark eyes calm, but deep inside, complicated.

In the bedroom, a small wall lamp was on, casting faint light.