Feng Chengjin’s car arrived at the He Mansion, searching for Gu Zixuan. Half the people at the He Mansion were slightly astonished. After all, how could Feng Chengjin have any contact with He Qimo? Not to mention that Feng Chengjin’s status is of the top-tier wealthy families, and theoretically, he wouldn’t interact with families of a usual level. Just Feng Chengjin’s act of picking up Gu Zixuan. Also baffled the servants of the He Mansion. When did the Sir divorce the Madam? How did Madam come into contact with Mr. Feng? Most importantly, what is the situation now? The Madam doesn’t stay at the He Mansion, leaves with another man, and upon Mr. Feng seeing the Madam, there was anxiety and agitation in his eyes. As well as seeing the Madam weakly lying on the bed, hearing Secretary Liang’s brief report, he scooped her up horizontally and turned to leave. Could it be that the rumors of Madam’s affair are actually true? Everyone’s nerves were like being blasted by a Dongfeng-21 ballistic missile, raising a huge mushroom cloud, their thoughts exploding. He Yuan looked at Feng Chengjin, then at his son, who locked himself inside the study, seeing no one, understanding everything, yet also smiling with regret and relief, turned and walked into the bedroom. Zhou Huimei, however, had seen Feng Chengjin before. The last warning at the Fengyi Building made her feel restless these days, wanting to erupt, yet having to swallow her rage helplessly. With nearly 20% of the shares, even if she wanted to act recklessly, she had to dare. So, seeing Gu Zixuan in such a state, and yet Feng Chengjin still holding her like a treasure, her spirit twisted like a pretzel, she could only face the aura surrounding Feng Chengjin, huff a snort, and turn back to her room. Beside the bedroom, Gu Zixuan being carried out, was met with complex looks of shock. In the past, she would certainly have minded. However, eight years of waiting finally brought her to Feng Chengjin, and she no longer wished to fear others’ scrutiny. Especially since all her thoughts at the moment were solely on another person. As they passed the study door, Gu Zixuan softly said to Feng Chengjin, "Put me down." Feng Chengjin was somewhat reluctant, but after considering, ultimately chose to put her down. Gu Zixuan leaned against the door of the study. "Knock, knock," she rapped lightly. Inside the study, there was not a sound: "..." Gu Zixuan’s heart ached with hesitation, after pausing, she pressed close to the door and softly said, "Qi Mo... I know you’re inside, I... don’t know how to talk to you now, give me two days to rest, you... take a moment too, I’ll come to find you in two days." After a moment, inside the study came He Qimo’s faint and cold voice, "No need, just go." Gu Zixuan’s heart ached again, but she knew that with her current emotions, no matter what she said, it wouldn’t matter. Nodding slightly, she turned to lean on Feng Chengjin, letting him scoop her up horizontally again. Exhausted, she rested on his shoulder as they left the He Mansion. Heading toward the white Porsche Cayenne. Then, with a roaring blast of the accelerator, they drove far away... All the way, Feng Chengjin didn’t speak. Until they were far enough away, no longer able to see the lights of He’s Villa. On the winding mountain road, only the bright moonlight shone overhead. In a sudden instant, Feng Chengjin slammed on the brakes hard. Then, facing Gu Zixuan’s slightly bewildered gaze, unbuckled his seatbelt and hers. Beginning to undress her layer by layer with his hands. Understanding what he wanted to see, Gu Zixuan weakly pushed away his hand, "There’s nothing wrong, the other side didn’t have time to do anything before He Qimo came." Though she said this, Feng Chengjin still knit his eyebrows sternly, lips pressed tightly, without a word undid his suit, hung it on the front windshield panel, blocking all views from outside, and quickly stripped her bare. The situation was terribly embarrassing. Even though the air conditioning was on and it wasn’t cold in the car. But Feng Chengjin’s actions... Gu Zixuan’s cheeks flushed unabashedly, hugging herself, she reassured with a smile, "Really, there’s nothing." Yet Feng Chengjin’s dark eyes trembled slightly, especially, seeing both her wrists severely swollen with red marks, as well as the remaining swelling from being slapped across her face. The same distance from the He Mansion. The same battered face she had when she left the He Mansion last time. Feng Chengjin’s dark eyes were filled with indescribable emotions. Pausing for a moment, he suddenly pulled her into his embrace, pressing his lips fiercely against hers, kissing deeply. Gu Zixuan found her heart racing, as it always did, at the softness of his lips, no matter how many times she was kissed. Not to mention such intensity. He kissed her as if to console, as though overcome by emotion, and also with a fear of losing something precious. Until they kissed deeper, and the air grew thinner. Gu Zixuan let out a soft sound, finding it difficult to breathe, and he finally released her after a fierce suck. In the moonlight, a stream of moonbeams shone through the windshield, casting a side shadow on his handsome and cold face. He gazed at her, his eyes filled with a whole day’s worth of anxiety, rage, worry, and trembling. His gaze was profound, looking at her tenderly and warmly, stirring something deep in her heart. However, when he glanced away, there was also a trace of coldness Gu Zixuan had never felt before. He caressed her face, scrutinized her injuries, and his eyes darkened with another hue. He then carefully dressed her piece by piece and draped his suit jacket over her. Re-starting the vehicle, the car began to smoothly move forward at a steady speed. Throughout the journey, Feng Chengjin did not speak. However, the veins popping on the back of his hand gripping the steering wheel, and his unwaveringly focused gaze on the road ahead, let Gu Zixuan faintly sense what he was thinking, or rather, feeling. She pursed her red lips, paused for a while, and then said, "I’m fine, don’t do anything." "Impossible." Feng Chengjin replied resolutely. Gu Zixuan’s heart was moved, and she said, "I know you surely don’t want me to be bullied by anyone, but his brother has already punished her, there’s really no need to do anything more, she..." Gu Zixuan paused and said, "After all, she’s only twenty..." "Twenty is very young, is it?" Feng Chengjin turned his face, "Chinese law states that a person must take criminal responsibility at sixteen! At twenty, she dares to kidnap, hire someone to [assault], do whatever she wants! Is she lacking intelligence or born with underdeveloped brains? If their parents can’t control these social scum, let the prison do it!" Feng Chengjin was enraged, his voice rising slightly. His completely cold eyes made Gu Zixuan see a lion-like roaring and terrifying aura of anger. Especially with Feng Chengjin’s wording "they," representing the breadth of his intended action scope... Original content can be found at NovelHub(.)net Gu Zixuan blinked in shock, then, with a helpless smile, she slowly said, "No, I just think that these people will eventually be taught by society. My current condition is not good, and they are at a rebellious age. If you deal with them for me, when they come out after a few years, they will only seek more frenzied revenge on me. To err is human, to forgive, divine. It’s not truly a deep hatred, given time, in a few years they will naturally change..." Her excessive kindness made Feng Chengjin press his lips. For a moment, only the shallow breathing of both filled the car, intertwining, lingering. As they turned into a more secluded place, he suddenly spoke, asking, "Are you actually feeling guilty towards He Qimo?" Gu Zixuan’s heart trembled. Looking at the exceptionally perceptive Feng Chengjin, she didn’t know how he figured it out. But thinking carefully, what could he not see? So, with a bitter smile, she knew there was no need to hide. In a moment, she nodded and said, "Yes, he only has this one sister. When he was young, before the family business failed, his sister was very obedient, very sensible, and very sweet. The sibling relationship was very good. He was once in a car accident, he was trapped inside after the car flipped over, and it was six-year-old He Xiaoqi who crawled out of the car, then walked eight kilometers with an injured leg to find someone to save him." "That distance is nothing for an adult, but for a little girl, it’s an insurmountable challenge, especially facing many unknown dangers. In the end, He Xiaoqi’s leg completely gave out, and she had to crawl all the way to the hospital." Feng Chengjin furrowed his brows. Gu Zixuan: "That time, He Qimo was saved, but He Xiaoqi’s leg was left with lifelong disability and scars. To this day, she does not dare to wear short skirts or shorts. From then on, He Qimo promised he would always treat his sister well, and when he got a girlfriend, he would also treat her well, He Xiaoqi remembered. If not for their parents’ divorce which separated them..." Gu Zixuan paused, "I think, He Xiaoqi wouldn’t have grown into the way she is now. Also, if it were someone else, I would pursue this matter to the end, but He Qimo cares about her, and we owe him... I can’t do it..." Gu Zixuan spoke with guilt and discomfort. Feng Chengjin, of course, understood what her inherently kind heart was contemplating. Yet, an unexplainable emotion surged into his dark eyes. Mixed with complexity, thinking of all that had transpired in the past. He looked at her, his gaze profound, rich, distant, slightly in pain... If... he didn’t owe He Qimo at all?