Soon, the call was connected, and after confirming the location. Gu Zixuan and Qin Nuo were sent to the designated place to wait for Feng Chengjin to pick them up. The black Maybach gradually moved farther away. Qin Nuo smiled with delight, unable to contain her excitement. Gu Zixuan, however, watched as it took a direction that didn’t seem to be leading back to the He Mansion, reflecting on how He Qimo kept averting his gaze and avoiding eye contact earlier while they were in the car. An indescribable weight of worry creased her brow. Thinking back to their heartfelt conversation that afternoon, although clarifying those misunderstandings was a painful process for both her and He Qimo, it was also a relief and release. But... after all, He Qimo is a very reticent person. In the past ten years, he had never spoken those words. And today, suddenly... It’s no wonder Gu Zixuan felt concerned, as that overwhelming sense of foreboding deepened. She paused, lightly pursed her lips, and asked, "Qin Nuo, in the end, how did you all plan my issue?" Gu Zixuan’s words were brief, but Qin Nuo was struck as if by lightning. Startled, Qin Nuo stammeringly looked at Gu Zixuan, "Gu, Miss Gu..." Gu Zixuan smiled, like a blooming angelica, "You don’t need to hide it from me, I know everything. I also know that what Cheng Jin and the others can do now are two methods: one is to quickly suppress it with force, and the other is to wait a bit, let things naturally ferment, and look for an opportunity to see if the public opinion can be completely reversed, right?" Gu Zixuan looked at Qin Nuo. The clear, watery eyes revealed a beautiful hue, complementing a face so exquisite it could catch the eyes of all the men in Rong City. Qin Nuo’s heart trembled, and in that moment, she understood why the president liked Gu Zixuan, and she understood even more that such an intelligent and forbearing temperament concealed a kindness that would understand the president and not make him worry... But, without President Feng’s permission, Qin Nuo still hesitated, "Miss Gu, how about, when President Feng arrives, you ask him?" Gu Zixuan hadn’t considered otherwise, but looking at the direction entirely opposite to He Mansion, with that strong sixth sense... and her right eyelid twitching frantically. She said, "I fear I can’t wait for him to come. Can you tell me first, is that okay?" Qin Nuo’s heart tightened, nodded, and said, "..." As Gu Zixuan’s figure gradually faded in the distance, He Qimo’s eyes, calm for so long, slowly deepened. Looking ahead, He Qimo asked, "Is everything ready? Have the people been brought in?" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel·fiɾe·net "She’s been brought in. An hour and a half ago, I told Shen Mingxing that you were looking for her, sent her to the Yunfeng Hotel, and at this point, she’s already been subdued by Chen An and the others staying there. Chen An just sent a message half an hour ago." Liang Xi felt ashamed, suppressing his reluctance. Especially after the president came down from the rooftop and made an excuse to use the restroom before telling him what was about to happen. Liang Xi had made that call with trembling fingertips. Then handling the discharge procedures all the way, watching the president converse calmly with his wife. Liang Xi was filled with both shock and deep heartache the entire way.