Because, if Pei Yongyou is such a person, it means that Weiwei is not just playing around by making Pei Yongyou her boyfriend, she is actually aiming for marriage. That means Liang Yichao... Gu Zixuanxin’s heart sank hard, and Feng Chengjin just looked at her and smiled, finally glancing at her fingertips, and said, "Alright, stop thinking about them, each person’s feelings can be handled by themselves. Shall we go to the civil affairs bureau on Christmas?" Gu Zixuan’s thoughts were instantly pulled back, and she gazed at Feng Chengjin. Her face quickly turned red, lowering her head, "So urgent?" "Get the certificate first, once we have it you won’t run away." Feng Chengjin laughed softly. Gu Zixuan’s face blushed even more like a blooming rose, "Even without the certificate, I wouldn’t run away..." Gu Zixuan spoke softly, Feng Chengjin gazed at her deeply, curled his lip without saying another word. Behind the car, in the co-driver’s seat of a Hummer H3 that had been tailing through the crowded morning rush hour traffic, a pair of peach blossom eyes slowly squinted. Behind, the air pressure weighed on two men dressed in pure black. Beside them, the driver looked at the distant white Porsche Cayenne. He said, "Mr. Wen, what should we do? We’ve been following Gu Zixuan for quite a few days now, but she’s either staying at President Feng’s house or her own place, with President Feng following her to and from work. They’re even coming to the mall today to choose rings, if we don’t act now, I’m afraid..." The driver didn’t finish the sentence. Wen Zexi took a drag of his cigarette, looking grimly ahead. After a pause, as he exhaled the smoke ring, he extinguished the cigarette butt in the car’s ashtray, "Keep following, whatever happens we have to act later." "Today? Continue?" The driver was somewhat surprised. After all, this red Hummer H3 is already conspicuous, it’s only a matter of time before President Feng notices, let alone who Feng Chengjin is... Even though He Qimo was ruthless, dealing with them almost drove each family to the brink of bankruptcy, to provoke Feng Chengjin... The driver dared not imagine. However, Wen Zexi seemed to understand what the driver was thinking, spat once, and said, "Do you think we still have the opportunity and time to regret now? Haven’t you seen how He Xiaoqi has been urging? Saying if we don’t act now, she’ll tell her brother about how she was gang-raped back then..." Endangered bills, business after business being squeezed out. Made the driver hang his head in shame, saying no more. Wen Zexi continued, "He Qimo is vicious and ruthless like a wolf, capable of pushing people to a dead end, if we want He Xiaoqi and her brother to relent now, we have to deal with Gu Zixuan as required. I know Feng Chengjin is not easy to provoke, but as long as we are careful not to be discovered, any grudge would be on He Xiaoqi." Understanding that Mr. Wen was really angered by that slut He Xiaoqi, almost gnashing his teeth, the driver gathered his brows, swept a glance at the two people in black they had recruited, who occasionally dealt with skating stuff, gritted his teeth, and said, "Alright!" The accelerator roared, continuing to follow the Porsche. Feng Chengjin, too immersed in joy, didn’t notice the car following them. Moreover, it was the peak work hour, and even if a luxury car was following, they would only assume it’s someone heading to work at the CBD financial center. Feng Chengjin didn’t mind too much. Plus, as the trip to Saipan Island had been ended early, the holiday was still on, and Gu Zixuan didn’t have to go to work. Feng Chengjin, on a whim, took Gu Zixuan into the furniture city to select soft furnishings. "My villa doesn’t have a dressing table, or yoga and dance-related rooms or equipment, and it’s too late to custom make them. Although there are still rooms, and my bedroom is big enough which I have already arranged for Housekeeper Li to set up for you, but you need to choose the soft furnishings yourself." After parking the car. Feng Chengjin went around to the other side, very gentlemanly opened the car door for Gu Zixuan. Then took Gu Zixuan’s hand, walking into the most luxurious furniture city at the financial center. Inside the transparent sightseeing elevator. Gu Zixuan’s heart was warm and fuzzy. Because of Feng Chengjin’s gentle tone, mixed with eight years of longing, after a pause, she didn’t suppress her feelings. So, taking advantage of the elevator ride up, there being no one else at the moment. She turned sideways and hugged his waist, resting her head on his chest simultaneously. "Really turning your villa into a cozy home for two huh?" Gu Zixuan spoke in a coquettish tone. "I feel the air quality here isn’t bad, all these years the trees have turned into a forest, and the surrounding view is broader." Feng Chengjin, facing Gu Zixuan who, after eight years of reacquainting, for the first time adopts this less reserved attitude. His smile was full, almost dripping, his arms closed tightly around her waist, the embrace was exceptionally warm. He even responded by leaning in, kissing lightly on her forehead, "Or, if you wish to marry and find a new home, if you do not like it here, we can select another place and buy a new villa, but the furniture would need to be entirely picked by you again, pick any place you like in Rong City." Gu Zixuanxin was shallowly moved. On any other day, she might just bashfully turn her head away. However, today, seeing that the elevator was empty since the mall just opened, she tiptoed and pecked Feng Chengjin on the lips. "No need, I quite like it here. Let’s just live here. When we have kids, I can boast about how your dad used to miss your mom fiercely." Feng Chengjin was both amused and enchanted by the kiss and the teasing. Leaning his head closer, he kissed her red lips hard until Gu Zixuan felt a heartbeat and softly moaned, "Hmm~." He then said, "You’re getting naughtier~" "Didn’t I learn it from you~" Gu Zixuan regained her composure and shyness. She lowered her face, chuckling softly. Hand in hand, they waited for the elevator to reach before walking into the furniture city. Upon seeing the waiting mall manager ahead, Feng Chengjin let go of her hand, half-curling his palm and placing it at the position of the first button on his belt of his suit. Gu Zixuan naturally hooked her arm through his. The two walked forward. The mall manager glanced impressively at Gu Zixuan, then enviously at Rong City’s most eligible bachelor, Feng Chengjin. He couldn’t tell whether the feeling in his heart was one of loss or the grief of witnessing an idol about to get married. He respectfully performed a courtesy and then led them to shop. Gu Zixuan found the mall manager’s expression amusing. Fortunately, everyone knew their etiquette, and as soon as Feng Chengjin said, "No photos," the security immediately blocked all views, including the salesgirls’ phone lines within. Gu Zixuan followed Feng Chengjin through several stores. At their level, the price of items was no longer important, what mattered was liking them and feeling pleased with them. Gu Zixuan chose a white ivory wood dresser, which matched the European-style bed in her bedroom perfectly. Then, as they explored another floor. Feng Chengjin suggested choosing a few wardrobes because, judging by how many clothes Gu Zixuan bought, he thought they might need a separate dressing room. Suddenly a phone call came in. Apologizing with a smile, he kissed her hair softly and then stepped away to answer it. Gu Zixuan glanced over and didn’t interrupt, simply continuing to browse various furniture sections with the salesgirl. The manager, worried about neglecting Feng Chengjin, didn’t dare to stay too close nor too far, keeping a respectful distance. Until they turned a corner and walked into a dead-end area, where Gu Zixuan noticed a nice-looking exercise chair, contemplating whether to get one. The salesgirl was enthusiastically explaining, "This exercise chair is from the United States, it is..." A man in a security guard uniform approached and said, "Miss Gu, President Feng asked you to go to the third floor." Thɪs chapter is updated by novel{f}ire.net Third floor? Is he asking her to go down one level? Gu Zixuan turned her head slightly and noticed that Feng Chengjin’s figure was indeed gone. Finding it odd, but considering Feng Chengjin’s semi-public status and his dislike for being photographed, a private meeting wasn’t entirely implausible. Without much thought, she nodded. The three salesgirls in front also didn’t pay much attention, smiling politely as they stepped aside. Gu Zixuan went in the other direction and left. Feng Chengjin finished the call, came out from behind a row of tall cabinets, and found Gu Zixuan missing. Frowning, he stepped forward, "Where is my fiancée?" This was how Feng Chengjin introduced her to others. Understanding the seriousness, the salesgirls, who still wanted to swoon over Feng Chengjin’s handsome face and feel their hearts break yet desire another look, suddenly turned pale. "...Didn’t President Feng send a security guard to summon Miss Gu to the third floor?" "Me?" Feng Chengjin frowned, puzzled. Momentarily pausing, even though it seemed implausible, such things shouldn’t happen. But given that the wealthy have more encounters with kidnappings than ordinary people, and are more conscious of them. Immediately, an inexplicable sixth sense made Feng Chengjin’s brows chill as he shouted to the manager: "Lock the doors! Find my fiancée as quickly as possible!" The voice was so deep and cold that the manager also realized something in an instant, his face turning ashen.