She spoke up, saying, "Not a husband... but if we are talking about a husband, I’ll let Director Mu have a drink at my wedding." Short words, mixed with a serene, gentle smile. Yet they struck Musa’s face like a fierce slap. Everyone present understood; it turned out Gu Zixuan was unmarried but about to get married. And just at this moment, the door was knocked again. Seeing the man who arrived outside, upon seeing Gu Zixuan, he said, "Miss, are you done?" The man nodded, apologetically glanced inside, smiled, and said, "Then let’s go; the person is already at the hospital, we need to hurry." Then the two left together. Those who had sensitive thoughts earlier also put their suspicions aside. It was not that Gu Zixuan intentionally avoided the matter of personal marriage, nor was there any unspeakable reason. It seems that Gu Zixuan is truly an open and straightforward woman, only today was simply not a good day, so she couldn’t socialize properly with everyone. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net Everyone has urgent affairs at times at such gatherings, so everyone could understand. With Gu Zixuan’s departure, discussions among the attendees gradually started. "Director Gu really has a nice temperament." "Yes, her speech is calm and composed, pleasant to listen to, without any arrogance, it seems like she’s just relatively reserved, not talkative." "Indeed, if the topic is interesting, she seems quite talkative." Everyone was full of praise. Beside them, Musa and An Ran listened to these words of appreciation, almost spitting blood. But since Gu Zixuan had left, if they pointed out Gu Zixuan’s identity behind her back now, it would truly be gossiping, not to mention that those present are all society elites, with their own judgment, they may not believe them. Even if they did believe, the words coming from their mouths and being guessed due to Gu Zixuan’s own improper behavior are different, right? An Ran felt like spitting blood from her heart... After working hard for a week, mobilizing dozens of people, the gathering planned today, the purpose was in vain... Moreover... unknowingly, Gu Zixuan used it reasonably as a real way to connect with everyone and gain their approval. Musa squinted her eyes coldly. Especially thinking of that slow, smiling phrase from Gu Zixuan, "Not a husband... but if we are talking about a husband, I’ll let Director Mu have a drink at my wedding." Musa’s palm slowly clenched. Because she knew the "husband" Gu Zixuan referred to was not her ex-husband, but Feng Chengjin. On the other side, Gu Zixuan got into the car after stepping out. The car drove along a picturesque valley road, paved with red maple leaves. Sitting in the back seat, watching the driver accompanying her, she felt warm inside and sighed with relief, smiling, "Thank you." Housekeeper Li and the driver didn’t know what Gu Zixuan was thanking for, but in the midst of a slight smile, Housekeeper Li sighed and said, "Actually, Miss Gu, if you’re not keen on attending this kind of gathering, you can choose not to come." Gu Zixuan gently smiled and shook her head, "It makes no difference whether I come or not, rather than letting those with intentions utilize it without knowing what to do, I’d better come and take a look. If I can remedy something, I will; if not..." After a pause, Gu Zixuan thought of the future, smiled subtly without much confidence, "I’m just this kind of person, I can’t change everyone’s understanding of the mundane, I can only hope to strive in my own way, as long as... in the future, if even one person can say they feel I’m not like that, it would be worth it for me..." Moreover, it would mean she tried. She doesn’t want everything to rely on Feng Chengjin; some feelings require joint efforts from two people to yield results. Although, she isn’t sure how it will end... Gu Zixuan spoke ambiguously, her tone carrying a faint sense of timeless distance. Housekeeper Li and the driver exchanged a glance, both felt that Miss Gu must have some unresolved personal issues, and they seemed very tricky. This made them feel puzzled. However, regarding sir... they still believed, and they were not too worried about Miss Gu’s gentle yet tough personality, so they both smiled a bit, not saying anything. After a while, the driver said, "Miss Gu, are you going back to rest now, or would you like to call the president?" Gu Zixuan was momentarily stunned, "What?" The driver smiled, "Earlier when you and Housekeeper Li were making phone calls, sir couldn’t reach either of you, so he called me. It’s 9 AM over there now, and he was having breakfast. He seemed like he really missed you..." Teased, Gu Zixuan’s cheeks flushed red instantly, especially with Housekeeper Li’s low chuckle accompanying it. Picking up the phone, Gu Zixuan finally decided to call Feng Chengjin back. The conversation was short since the driver and housekeeper were present, so Gu Zixuan could only respond briefly. Eventually, Feng Chengjin realized it wasn’t convenient for Gu Zixuan to talk, so he sighed, gave a few simple instructions, and then, with a hint of reluctance, ended the call. Thinking about Feng Chengjin’s words, Gu Zixuan felt a heartwarming sensation from over 8,000 kilometers away. Of course, she also happened to remember that Housekeeper Li had arrived unexpectedly early today. So after hanging up, she said again, "But regarding today’s matter, I still want to thank you both." The driver didn’t think it was worth taking credit for, and he wasn’t sure what had happened, so he shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "No need to thank me." Housekeeper Li understood what Gu Zixuan was grateful for, so he shook his head and said, "No need to thank me either, it’s just a habit after being with sir for so long." Thinking about Housekeeper Li’s quick-witted remark earlier, Gu Zixuan found it odd, not knowing how this was related to Feng Chengjin. Housekeeper Li just laughed and explained, "Actually, Mr. spends more time at parties he doesn’t like than Miss Gu does. He usually leaves as the situation permits, and if it’s too awkward to decline in person, he attends briefly and then finds an excuse to leave." Facing Gu Zixuan’s slight astonishment. Housekeeper Li pondered, "Over the years, the number of times Mr. and Mrs. have been ill, the likelihood of family troubles, and urgent company matters have been on the rise..." Gu Zixuan twitched her lips, "..." She wiped the sweat from her forehead in embarrassment, "Isn’t he worried about running out of excuses or using them too often, making it even more awkward?" "It’s not awkward," Housekeeper Li said with a deeper curve to his lips. "You have to know there’s a mischievous young master at home, who causes trouble far more frequently than the boss needs an excuse for." Hearing this, Gu Zixuan was even more bewildered, thinking of Housekeeper Li’s previous casual line, ’Just say the nephew was in a car accident.’ And she had indeed met Feng Yuxi, who called Feng Chengjin ’Uncle’... Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, "Could it be that Cheng Jin’s nephew really had a car accident?" At the Southern Fourth Hospital’s medical room. Feng Yuxi was getting his stitches removed, currently crying like a banshee. "Oh dear, my dear auntie! Could you be a little gentler? You were rough when stitching, but why be equally rough when removing them?" Feng Chengyue, wearing a mask and holding surgical scissors, carefully cut one end of the thread and then clamped the tweezers to pull the broken thread out from the scalp. Her eyes smiled into crescents as she spoke, "Aren’t you worried that the girl who likes you will think you’re lacking in masculinity seeing you cry ?" These days, due to his uncle’s instructions not to visit his villa, Feng Yuxi didn’t dare to go there. Especially in the last few days, facing frequent encounters, disturbances, and even being followed to the hospital for dressing changes by He Xiaoqi who demanded explanations. Feng Yuxi realized she wanted to pursue him in this manner, and while finding it speechless, he also understood why his uncle was fed up with him. Therefore, he found the name He Xiaoqi incredibly irritating and beyond words. With a frown, Feng Yuxi said, "Feng Chengyue! I’m telling you, you can bully my body, but don’t insult my taste..." "You? At twenty, and you still can’t figure out if you like men or women?" Feng Chengyue sighed to the sky, exasperated. Then she applied more pressure, "And so impolite, calling your aunt by name, so forget it, I don’t think you’ll find a good girl with your taste." Right at that moment, Feng Chengyue didn’t pull the thread swiftly but slowly extracted it... which instantly made the never-injured Feng Yuxi so pained that his eyes nearly rolled back. "Ahhh...you heartless woman. Grandpa and grandma offered you so many professions, yet you chose to study this ’profession of murdering your own nephew!’ And..." Finally, enduring the pain of getting his stitches out, facing an entire medical room laughing at him, making him feel even more humiliated, especially with a group of young nurses already laughing uncontrollably. Unconvinced, he said, "And as if you have good taste and can find a good man! At twenty-six, the furthest you’ve gone with a guy is holding hands and kissing, back in middle school, isn’t that shameful?" This remark made Feng Chengyue realize who had been secretly reading her diary all those years. Particularly since Qiu Mingyan just happened to pass by the door, hearing this sentence, he paused, seemed like he wanted to say something, thought about it, couldn’t remember, scratched his head, and left. Feng Chengyue picked up the surgical scissors and forceps, facing Feng Yuxi’s wide-eyed disbelief, "What are you going to do?" Calmly, "On behalf of Third Brother, eliminate you!"