In the early morning, upon waking up, Gu Zixuan took Angela for a stroll, jogging a lap around the park before heading back to a tea restaurant, all the while pondering the perplexing matter. Another two hours of waiting, another two hours of fruitless effort. Thinking about the completely absent news of the Demon, her mood sank even lower. Her gentle yet despondent eyes appeared somewhat enchanting, causing the young waiter to promise repeatedly on the spot to notify Gu Zixuan immediately once any news was received. Seeing that Feng Chengjin’s arranged people were also steadily waiting early, she didn’t press any further and nodded slightly before leaving. Upon returning home, it wasn’t long before Feng Chengjin called. With the frequency of Feng Chengjin’s calls to Gu Zixuan increasing and treating her more and more like his official girlfriend, coupled with Feng Chengjin’s reaction last night... Gu Zixuan understood that actually, she and Feng Chengjin were just a step away from breaking the final barrier. But could she break it? Thinking about the bleak future, Zhou Huimei’s sarcasm, He Qimo’s hard-line attitude... If they got together, it might bring disaster to Feng Chengjin... She hesitated, torn with agony inside, faced with more important matters... even moving houses felt difficult. Although Feng Chengjin didn’t understand what was happening, he seemed to sense Gu Zixuan’s emotion. Just awake, he leaned on a white tripod piano, fiddling with the blooming lilac flower on top of it, his lips curling up, "What’s wrong? You sound in a bad mood?" Gu Zixuan paused, coming back to her senses, and tried to lift her lips slightly, saying, "Oh, nothing, just thinking about what to have for lunch." Therefore, Gu Zixuan found a very poor excuse at this moment. Following the flow, Feng Chengjin took the conversation further, "I know a great restaurant." Googlᴇ search N0velFire.ɴet Hearing this, Gu Zixuan, who didn’t quite want to go out again today, couldn’t help but return to the main topic, "Feng Chengjin..." "Can... can you do me a favor?" Two minutes later, after hearing Gu Zixuan’s request, although Feng Chengjin didn’t understand what was happening, he slightly paused, hooked his lips into a low laugh, and first gave a solution, "Alright, wherever you set your eyes on, I’ll buy it for you." Upon hearing Feng Chengjin’s continued supportive attitude, Gu Zixuan’s heartstrings were touched, simultaneously pulling at her heartache. "No need, just finding me a place will do. I don’t need to buy, just rent for a while." "Rent?" Feng Chengjin raised his eyebrows, seemingly realizing the gravity, saying, "What happened? What are you avoiding?" Seeing Feng Chengjin’s high emotional intelligence hitting the nail on the head, Gu Zixuan simply didn’t know how to properly disguise her communication. But how could she explain? Saying she’s afraid of being blocked by He Qimo again, leading to unsafe situations? Or saying she actually doesn’t dare to agree with him, going along and moving in with him? Finally, amidst inner turmoil and agony, she could only take a deep breath and quietly say, "No, I just feel awkward facing Brother Yu." Using Brother Yu as an excuse both coming and going made her feel guilty. However, Feng Chengjin’s lips curled more profoundly, pausing slightly, as if understanding, he nodded, saying, "Alright, but I won’t rent you a place. If you really must move and don’t need to buy a new one, how about the apartment from last time?" Thinking of the decent interior and suitable living space, Gu Zixuan actually liked that place quite a bit, since she had lived there for a few days without any objections. Moreover, it’s actually her best option at the moment. After considering, she also felt it was the only viable option... She hesitated, staying silent. This quickly made Feng Chengjin sense something amiss, asking, he said, "What’s wrong? Is it not okay? That location is closer than Miss Yu’s apartment, and I can take you to work too." This quickly made Feng Chengjin realize something, chuckling deeply with a touch of affection, helplessly saying, "It doesn’t mean anything, just lending you the place, and you pay the rent, okay?" Only then did Gu Zixuan’s heart tremble, facing Feng Chengjin’s consistent understanding and accommodating nature, feeling guilty and pained inside. But she could only thank him for his attitude, using selfish tactics to force him to help her, and further retreating, "Thank you." Uttering sincerely, Feng Chengjin burst into a faint chuckle of exasperation in an instant. He glanced at the gloomy weather, seemingly about to rain in autumn. Feng Chengjin contemplated for a moment, saying, "Then pack up, there are clothes bought for you over there. You probably don’t have much stuff at Miss Yu’s place, I’ll come over to pick you up soon, and later we’ll have lunch outside, then I’ll take you there." Feng Chengjin’s words were neat and straightforward. Gu Zixuan didn’t have any objections, nodded, and said, "Okay." Feng Chengjin looked at his watch and hung up the phone. Feng Chengjin headed out, pausing before leaving to tell the butler, "Cancel the lunch appointment." The butler was taken aback, nodded, "Yes, sir." Feng Chengjin took a few steps, thought for a moment, then stopped and said, "Cancel tonight’s banquet too." The butler was even more stunned, and after a while, twitched his lips, "Alright, sir." Feng Chengjin drove away... The butler looked at the invitations, gold-edged and plastic-sealed, sent to the villa every Monday over the past month, accumulating quite a lot, but all could only be packed in boxes, one by one, and discarded. Caught between laughter and tears. But finally, thinking over Feng Chengjin’s life of abstinence over the years, he felt comforted. Thinking again of the secret that had been hidden in the old house, a trace of worry arose. Jinyue Zijing Mansion. Gu Zixuan, along with the dial tone of the phone, slowly put down the receiver. The inner turmoil, the faint clenching of her fists, was her entire portrayal. After all, once she moved in, it was almost as if she and Feng Chengjin would be placed under the same roof. In the future, whether they succeeded or not, she feared she could no longer proudly demand that Feng Chengjin not touch her. Some things may only be a matter of time... But why was her mood so downcast? Was it because her feelings hadn’t reached that level, unsure of Feng Chengjin’s attitude? Did she feel the hope was slim? Or did she feel she would ultimately walk towards a future without any status, like a mistress? Gu Zixuan held her forehead, beginning a painful reflection, did Feng Chengjin really just like her? Was there a possibility that Feng Chengjin had different feelings for her that could give her more confidence to take a gamble? And as she became more anxious and always thought about the future, was it really just liking? Having experienced one failed marriage, reason repeatedly told her that Feng Chengjin and she were impossible, yet her heart wanted to try this step, such a crazy behavior, was it really just liking? Gu Zixuan had no answer. All she knew for sure was, compared to the possibility of being coerced by He Qimo, she would rather go along with Feng Chengjin. And she increasingly wanted to know why He Qimo wouldn’t let her be with Feng Chengjin... When Feng Chengjin arrived at Yu Wei’s house, Gu Zixuan had already packed. Actually, she didn’t have a lot of things, mostly clothes, shoes, and bags. But honestly, it was quite a lot, because branded items are delicate, and had to be packed piece by piece, categorized, like Feng Chengjin’s suits... requiring clothing hangers, dust bags, and finally a shapely paper bag. With Yu Wei’s help, they packed together. And only half of her frequently worn clothes were packed. The room was still full... Feng Chengjin glanced around, smiled wryly. The action of touching his nose made Gu Zixuan blush a little, "What’s wrong?" "Nothing, I can still afford it." Feng Chengjin teased. After saying this, he took out his phone and called Qin Nuo, "Send two company business cars over." Gu Zixuan was already blushing from his words, and hearing her things were numerous enough to require business cars made her even more embarrassed. Her shy demeanor was a comfort for Yu Wei, who had been unable to overcome He Qimo by fighting or cursing, feeling guilt for so many years. She smiled, looking at the woman who had suffered for eight years, stepped forward to hug, "If you need me to stay over, just say so." "Hmm." Gu Zixuan naturally hoped Yu Wei would stay with her. Feng Chengjin, however, awkwardly stiffened his face. Finally, after lunch, Qin Nuo drove Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin to Shangpin Yuncui. The environment, clean and completely serene, was mostly a residential area for foreign friends, or those from the elegant social class, with security downstairs strictly ensuring non-residents are not allowed in, letting Gu Zixuan feel relieved looking at the initial difficulty. Packing things, since they were all women’s items, Qin Nuo didn’t really feel comfortable, especially because it was blatantly President Feng’s idea of keeping a beauty in a golden house, and being alone with Miss Gu, so he quickly found an excuse to leave. Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin packed together. Through this matter, Gu Zixuan realized for the first time that Feng Chengjin could fold clothes so effortlessly. Effortlessly as if he often practiced... Gu Zixuan was observing, her thoughts uncontrollably wandering. Feng Chengjin was very focused on packing, because he was observing the styles and textures of Gu Zixuan’s favorite clothes, but froze upon opening a bag of clothes. Gu Zixuan came back to her senses, her eyes following his gaze, and when she saw the corner he lifted, her face instantly flushed beyond words...