Ji Wei was led straight into the crowd by Gu Moqian.
The people recognized Gu Moqian immediately, hurriedly making way for him with eyes full of shock.
Some women were so excited that one even fainted on the spot.
Gu Moqian paid no attention to the commotion ahead, remaining as calm and poised as ever. He escorted Ji Wei to the luxury sports car and thoughtfully opened the car door for her.
Ji Wei's eyes widened in an instant.
What? What?
This luxury sports car is Gu Moqian's ride!
The sleek and stylish design of the sports car was breathtakingly dynamic, paired with its cutting-edge craftsmanship, dazzling metallic finish, and mirror-like surface that could reflect someone's silhouette clearly. Even though Ji Wei wasn't particularly knowledgeable about sports cars, she could tell this vehicle was worth a fortune!
Under Gu Moqian's gaze, brimming with amusement, Ji Wei stepped into the car, still stunned.
Gu Moqian closed the door and walked around to the other side before getting in himself.
A moment later, the pleasant sound of the engine roared to life, accompanied by the silver-gray blur of the car speeding off, vanishing from the onlookers' sight.
Witnessing the ultra-expensive sports car leave in a trail of dust, the onlookers' blood boiled with excitement.
"Oh my god, oh my god, this car actually belongs to Mr. Gu! I told you, anyone driving this car in Rongcheng must have an extraordinary identity! Wow, my Mr. Gu…"
"Did you see that? Mr. Gu opened the car door for Miss Ji himself! Being the woman of Mr. Gu must be absolute bliss… Heavens, please give me a Mr. Gu too!"
"Mr. Gu is so handsome, so handsome, SO handsome! Ji Wei is so beautiful, so beautiful, SO beautiful! A dream couple, I've decided—I'm shipping this pair!"
Inside the sports car.
Ji Wei took quite some time to collect herself before licking her lips and saying, "Gu Moqian, you usually keep such a low profile. This isn't really your style, is it?"
The striking car alone had caused a commotion earlier, clearly destined to become tomorrow's headline news.
Gu Moqian's lips carried a faint smile: "I've had this sports car for a long time. Today is also the first time I'm driving it."
"But why… did you decide to drive it *today*?"
"Because of you."
The scandalous news from the morning about a wrist-slitting suicide had blown up across Rongcheng—it was his oversight, not preemptively setting countermeasures in place, that had allowed the rumors to run wild.
Now, as he personally ushered Ji Wei into his luxury sports car, his favor and protection for her were evident. Those rumors claiming discord between them? No one would dare believe them anymore.
Ji Wei, bewildered, hadn't yet figured out the implication behind his words. But Gu Moqian's gaze shifted to the bandage on her wrist, his brows knit with a hint of sorrow: "From now on, don't hurt yourself again—not even for acting."
She stared at him, her nose suddenly stung with an aching sensation.
"Gu Moqian, why are you so good to me?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
So good it felt like a dream, so good that she feared she'd collapse into despair if she ever lost him.
"Because you're my woman."
Gu Moqian turned to look at her, his gaze deep and steady.
Ji Wei stared dumbly at him, unable to respond for a long while. Yet in her heart, an indescribable wave of emotion surged forth.
...
After dozens of minutes, the sports car came to a smooth stop at the intricately carved gates of the Ji Family estate.
Gu Moqian stepped out of the car first, slightly bending his arm toward Ji Wei. She gazed at his refined, composed face for a moment before finally raising her hand to hook her arm through his.
The two walked side by side toward the villa.
"Young miss, you're back!" The family's butler, Uncle Zhao, hurriedly came to greet them.
"Uncle Zhao, where's Grandma?" Ji Wei asked with a faint smile.
"Old Madam is in her room. I'll notify her immediately!" Uncle Zhao exclaimed, casting Gu Moqian a quick, delighted glance—it was almost hard to believe.
Miss Ji had actually brought Mr. Gu home to the Ji Family! Praise the heavens, she's finally come around!
Having worked at the Ji Family for over twenty years, Uncle Zhao had practically watched Ji Wei grow up. In his heart, she was like a daughter.
Now, seeing Ji Wei's apparent closeness with Gu Moqian filled Uncle Zhao with indescribable joy; even his steps seemed lighter.
Just as Uncle Zhao rounded the garden, he suddenly collided head-on with someone.
"Ouch… That hurt so much!"
Ji Yunxiang clutched her forehead, shrieking sharply, her brows furrowed in pain.
She raised her head and saw Uncle Zhao, who had always been close to Ji Wei, and vented her frustration: "Rushing around like you're on your way to reincarnation! Ugh, this really hurts…"
Ji Yunxiang rubbed her forehead, her expression irritated.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Ji, I didn't mean to," Uncle Zhao quickly apologized, bowing his head.
Ji Yunxiang glanced toward Cuiya Residence and, after a quick turn of her eyes, suddenly asked, "You were heading to see Old Madam Ji? Why so urgent? What's the matter?"
"Madam, the young miss is back, and she's brought her future husband with her, so I was going to inform the Old Madam," Uncle Zhao answered cautiously.
Ji Yunxiang's expression shifted upon hearing this, surprise flickering in her gaze: "You mean Ji Wei brought Gu Moqian to the Ji Family?"
That damn girl had been causing chaos with a suicide attempt last night, and now her attitude had suddenly changed? What's going on?
No, she had to go and see. Gu Moqian was the man she had chosen for Shanshan—it was impossible for Ji Wei, that brat, to match someone so distinguished!