Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 579 - 254. [Summer of Dew] The Beginning of a Dead End._4

Fortunately, she was still there.He knew she hadn’t achieved her goal yet and wouldn’t leave, yet he was constantly tormented by this elusive sense of uncertainty.

Exhausted from working overtime, he dozed off while resting against a soft chair and had a dream. He dreamt that she suddenly disappeared, just like four years ago, and he couldn’t find her anywhere in the city.

Waking up in shock from the dream, he drove over.

He needed to see for himself that she was still there to feel at ease.

"Mr. Gu has Miss Shen for company, such warmth and comfort—why still cling to an ex-wife?"

Not the first time being ignored, Lin Chu didn’t mind, folding her arms casually and lazily.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Gu blocking someone’s door in the middle of the night to smoke—could it be that primal desires are uncontrollable, wanting to sleep with our Wanwan?"

Those who can be friends are fundamentally the same.

No ripple appeared between Gu Shaozhi’s handsome brows; still, he said nothing extra to Lin Chu, speaking faintly, "Huai’an’s car is right at the entrance of the neighborhood; you shouldn’t have more than a few minutes to waste."

From five or six meters away, the man’s deep black eyes were like an abyssal sea, where one could easily drown if not careful.

Wanxia withdrew her gaze and handed the Lego in her hand to Lin Chu, a gift Pea had prepared for Brother Qi Ming.

"You should go back."

Lin Chu shrugged indifferently, "...oh."

Carrying the gift from daughter-in-law to son, she walked slowly along the road towards the neighborhood’s exit, seeming reluctant to see someone too soon.

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After Lin Chu left, Wanxia changed completely.

Her delicate features blossomed with a bright smile, carrying a perfectly charming allure, her gaze at the man was dazzling and captivating, "The day hasn’t broken yet; what is Mr. Gu doing?"

The night’s breeze was cool, capable of making the hem of her dress flutter gently in the air, exposing gracefully slender calves and ankles.

In white clothing and black hair, her beauty made Gu Shaozhi unable to avert his eyes.

Not knowing how long they stared at each other, Gu Shaozhi was the first to look away because he needed to extinguish the lit cigarette in his hand.

Standing up straight, he stepped towards the door, stopping within a step’s distance from the woman.

A faint curve played on his lips, "Miss you, couldn’t sleep."

Compared to when talking to Lin Chu, both the hoarse voice and the deep gaze were soaked with countless tenderness.

Perhaps overwhelmed by the strong tobacco scent from him, the petite woman wrinkled her nose and stepped back.

The most distinctive feature of the Ji Family Villa compared to other residences was that the distance from the gate to the steps was not a bluestone path, nor gravel, nor pavement, but a meadow.

Mrs. Gu had once told him that when she was little, she had fallen in the courtyard and twisted her ankle, ordered sternly by her brother and grandfather to stay in bed for a month.

From that day, the Ji Family courtyard was turned into a meadow.

Following his body’s instincts, Gu Shaozhi pulled her into his embrace, resting his chin in her nape, greedily absorbing the unique fragrance from her, "I dreamed of you and wanted to see you very much."

The deep voice bore the hoarseness corroded by excess tobacco.

The upscale villa district was quiet at night, with only the slight rustle of sycamore leaves brushing against each other in the gentle breeze.

Through the thin summer fabric, they could clearly hear each other’s heartbeat.

Thump... thump... thump...

Wanxia’s eyes were unfocused for nearly two minutes, staring at the quiet night sky with no point of focus.

A voice inside reminded her: Ji Wanxia, he’s deceiving you again.

Wanxia was wearing simply styled slippers; when pulled forward into the man’s chest, tiny blades of grass brushed over her tender toes.

It tickled, so she smiled lightly.

"A little wine and you’d fall asleep."

She reached out to push him, only to be held tighter.

A dragonfly-like kiss, a level of intimacy her softened body could accept beyond embraces, was all Gu Shaozhi dared.

Not wanting her sarcastic stiffness to resurface, he merely kissed the skin behind her ear gently, doing nothing more.

Noticing the hands against his chest tightened involuntarily, Gu Shaozhi stopped kissing.

With an arm around her slender waist and long fingers holding her chin, he drew her wavering gaze back.

The slight curve at his lips remained, "No wine is as good as you."

In this situation, Wanxia had nowhere to escape her gaze.

Under the dim streetlight, reflected in his dark pupils, she seemingly saw her long hair swaying in the wind.

She chuckled softly with bewitching eyes, "Well, I’m quite honored."

Pushing away the arms around her waist, she stepped back, "You’ve seen enough, and it’s getting late, shouldn’t you go home and rest now?"

Gu Shaozhi remained silent, not intending to leave, only watching her.

The emotions in his gaze were too complex for Wanxia to understand, nor did she want to.

Not in the mood to spar with him tonight, Wanxia turned to return inside the villa, only to be pulled back by her wrist before she could take a step.

Out of patience, Wanxia’s brows were light, "So Gu Shaozhi, what exactly do you want?"

How long had he been smoking outside that it’s so potent on him?

Realizing the strength of his grip might be too much, Gu Shaozhi eased up a little, his warm fingertip brushing the red spot on her chin from hitting his shirt button.

His handsome features were gentle, "Besides seeing you, I also want to see An Ge."

Though they’d move to the Qingshui Bay Villa tomorrow, having waited four years, it shouldn’t matter to wait one more night by logic.

But, it seemed he couldn’t wait.

Wanxia brushed aside his hand, turning towards the sycamore trees, "An Ge is already asleep."

Even Lin Chu could immediately tell whose daughter Pea really was, let alone Gu Shaozhi.

That night, when he first saw Mu Angge outside the villa, his heart ached slightly.

He knew, only... pretended not to.

Gu Shaozhi bowed slightly, his forehead touching Wanxia’s, gently coaxing, "I’ll be quiet, won’t disturb her, alright?"

Wanxia let out a derisive laugh, "If I say not alright, will you not leave?"

Inherent dominance, even cloaked in gentility, couldn’t hide that intensely annoying forcefulness.

As before, so now.

"Of course, I’d leave," a low and slow laugh spilled from Gu Shaozhi’s throat, the indulgence in his dark eyes growing more enchanting, "I’d just need to do something before leaving."