CHAPTER 197: V91: BROTHER YU WAS INDEED RIGHT, FENG CHENGJIN MIGHT REALLY—LIKE HER.

It’s dawn.

Yet, even with Gu Zixuan’s resolve to never bother with Demon again.

Faced with Demon circling to go to the bathroom in the morning, Gu Zixuan learned her lesson from the night before that ignoring it simply wasn’t an option.

She attended to Lord Demon’s morning convenience.

Gu Zixuan wanted to go back and continue her sleep.

However, Demon began to howl repeatedly, until even Yu Wei, who normally doesn’t wake up before noon, couldn’t resist yawning and knocked on the door. "You can’t take it anymore, just take it out for a walk. Look, it’s suffering."

Gu Zixuan, sporting panda eyes, "..."

...

She changed clothes and went downstairs.

Gu Zixuan, for sure, couldn’t adapt to the difference between raising a dog and a cat.

She nostalgically thought of Timi quietly nestled by her pillow, accompanying her through countless beauty sleeps.

Looking at the dog lord in front of her, running excitedly down the stairs, she was truly speechless to the point of wanting to learn from Timi to dive into a wall.

Demon was wild, and his cute-cool demeanor was incredibly loved by the kids who got up in the morning to play with their grandparents.

Gu Zixuan, however, wasn’t very familiar with Alaskan breeds, only fearing he’d injure those children. After playing for a while, she quickly pulled him away.

No one to mingle with, Demon kicked into an energetic mode.

Afraid of losing him if she let go, Gu Zixuan had no choice but to follow wherever he went.

In the morning, she was walked by the dog for an hour and a half before finally being unable to take it, forcibly bringing him back home.

Then, Demon finally settled down for a nap.

It’s just unfortunate... Gu Zixuan opened her eyes, staring at the under-three-month-old pup, already snoring as he slept, truly speechless to the point of wanting to find a pair of earplugs.

After noon, Feng Chengjin came over again.

Watching Demon become even more excited in the presence of his owner, Gu Zixuan was left with nothing but a twitch of her lips.

It seemed Feng Chengjin intentionally wanted to make things difficult for her.

He mentioned there was a social event that night in Qing City, and he needed a female companion, coming to her, inviting her to accompany him.

Gu Zixuan naturally frowned, saying she wouldn’t go.

But Feng Chengjin explained, saying it was related to an e-commerce project they were working on, since their final positioning was adjusted to overseas purchasing, to establish their exclusive logistics. Thus, they needed to learn experiences and methods, to devise strategies.

With such high-end reasons laid out, Gu Zixuan, who promised to follow up on the project, really had no reason to refute.

Moreover, the second-tier city Qing City wasn’t far from Rong City, over 100 kilometers, taking less than 2 hours by car.

Separated by a city as if separated by a wall.

The social circles would greatly differ, not worrying about anyone recognizing her.

Finally, faced with Feng Chengjin’s eloquent arguments, and as she left, could leave Demon under Yu Wei’s care, Gu Zixuan was neither happy nor relieved as she took clothes from her wardrobe, changed, and followed him out.

In the end, upon arrival, Gu Zixuan found herself deceived.

What learning experiences and methods! What devising strategies!

In such a venue, the logistics tycoons were all eager to revolve around Feng Chengjin, discussing industry-related matters.

Who’s willing to sell their secrets.

Consequently, a bored Gu Zixuan was pushed to participate in a "second-tier social event regular play" she’d never joined all her life — Mahjong in a private room!

Gazing at those exaggerated jewelry-adorned hands, nearly blinding her eyes with two-carat diamond rings, Gu Zixuan took a deep breath, discreetly fluttered her eyelashes, calmed herself, and began learning.

The Mahjong gameplay wasn’t difficult; counting points was rather troublesome.

Gu Zixuan, for the first time, utilized her advanced math knowledge to calculate probability, count cards, remember tiles, trying hard to profit each round, venting today’s bottled-up indignation.

Who would have thought these "ladies" weren’t here to win at all, it seemed those who represented wealth were the ones losing the most!

Moreover, none of their gazes fell upon the game.

"Miss Gu, you came with Mr. Feng, right? Why... so few accessories?"

Indeed, Gu Zixuan didn’t wear much jewelry, today only to match a white Chanel suit, she simply wore a pair of South Sea pearl earrings, and a clavicle chain with a South Sea white pearl, further supplemented by a private custom-made watch with special meaning to her but not seen in stores.

Gu Zixuan was speechless, couldn’t speak, placed down a nine-bamboo tile, and said, "Kong."

Another lady glanced at her face, slightly envying, "Miss Gu, where do you usually have facials done? I heard Albion’s pretty good, but still not too upscale; does Miss Gu have any salon recommendations?"

"No, I rarely go to beauty salons." Gu Zixuan, speechless, grabbed a one-bamboo tile the speaking lady played, saying, "Pong."

The socialite didn’t mind. A woman across, possibly in her forties, slightly chubby, glanced at her chest and said, "Well... is that thing real?"

In an instant, Gu Zixuan was truly about to collapse.

She looked up, extremely speechless, glanced at the three women, pushed the tiles in front of her, and said, "Pure suit with two pungs, all pairs, self-drawn, 64 doubles. The base is 300, counting the bonuses, each of you owes me 19,800. Pay up."

Instantly, the three women were dumbfounded.

To be honest, while they were all trying to lose money to show their wealth, losing this amount in one hand was a bit excessive. They quickly gathered around, wanting to see if Gu Zixuan had set them up.

Outside the room, Feng Chengjin took a moment to come over. Initially, thinking Gu Zixuan might not know how to play, and although he didn’t mind having her lose a bit, losing continuously would definitely make her unhappy. He was ready to come and teach her.

As it turned out, seeing the scene inside, he couldn’t help but chuckle and curve his eyes with amusement.

Inside the private room, Gu Zixuan took the money but lost interest in playing, especially when she caught a glimpse of the tall figure at the doorway, making her unbelievably irritated.

Qian Lieluo, being a bit more straightforward, withdrew 200 from the 2,000 she was given, tossed it back, and was ready to leave, planning to ask Feng Chengjin to call a driver to take her back, or at worst, she’d catch a cab herself.

However, having lost a hand, the three women couldn’t let her leave with just a lesson learned.

Immediately, they all swiftly grabbed her wrist and pressed her back onto the chair.

"Oh, Miss Gu, how could you win money and run? Keep playing, keep playing!"

Gu Zixuan felt stifled, and as Feng Chengjin stood at the door, he tapped his wristwatch and mouthed, "Half an hour."

Only then did she reluctantly sit back down.

As a result, she found out Feng Chengjin had entirely set her up.

The mahjong went on for four hours without a break, and what drove her further to despair was a call from Brother Yu.

The call was filled with intense, "Kong!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don’t take that, it’s my win."

On the other end, Yu Yuanshen paused for a moment, "Are you... playing mahjong?"

Gu Zixuan, wanting to cry but having no tears, thought about her upbringing in an elegant environment disconnected from such games, and then considered the fact that she couldn’t let Brother Yu know she was out with Feng Chengjin, having already lied for two days, she could only say, "Yeah... I was too bored, nothing to do, so I gathered with elementary school classmates..."

"...Oh." Yu Yuanshen seemed surprised that despite ignoring her pains, she would first buy flowers, then raise a dog, and on the third day, do such a thing.

Awkward and not knowing what else to say, he finally said, "Well, have fun, if you need me to pick you up, just call."

"Okay."

Gu Zixuan responded, and Yu Yuanshen hung up.

Closing the phone...

Faced with the several women across from her urging her to grab her tile quickly.

Gu Zixuan felt exhausted, watching the increasingly excited women who still didn’t know how to calculate tiles, utterly bewildered.

On her third day of a perfectly good divorce, why was she so bothered, and why was it suddenly so eventful?

Would tomorrow see a nationwide celebration too?

After Yu Yuanshen finished his call, he watched Yu Wei playing happily with Demon, occasionally glancing at him and still looking disdainful, as if smiling mockingly, as if understanding something.

Even though he didn’t understand the reason, when his brown eyes slowly narrowed, some coldness flashed.

...

In the following days, Gu Zixuan was thoroughly confused.

Firstly, even though she hadn’t told anyone about the divorce, two men were getting increasingly active in seeking her out, seemingly trying different ways to lift her spirits. That made her feel strange, when she realized the essence behind her constant warmth or depression.

Did they know?

But looking at each individually, no one showed any signs of knowing.

Gu Zixuan felt maybe they really didn’t know.

Secondly, her mood seemed to be improving significantly, even though she didn’t understand how it happened. She just felt that the divorce was something she no longer wanted to think about.

Although... He Qimo forcing her to divorce really felt like stabbing a knife into her heart.

The pain may never be forgotten in this lifetime, but... as long as He Qimo doesn’t come to pull it out, she doesn’t want to dwell on it in the short term.

Everything left her puzzled.

But there was one thing she understood clearly.

Confronted with Feng Chengjin, who visited her daily, though he didn’t say anything, and behaved respectfully without any inappropriate actions, but remained a constant presence like a shadow, like a harbor of sorts.

The feeling in her heart was becoming increasingly clear.

Brother Yu was right; Feng Chengjin might truly—like her.