Gu Zixuan couldn't hear, because the moment she stepped out of the villa, she froze.
Outside the Mediterranean-style standalone villa was a lawn with no visible boundaries.
On the lawn, a line of luxury cars was parked, ranging from a Porsche 918, to an Aston Martin Vanquish, then a Maybach 62s, a Ferrari 488, a BRABUS GL, a McLaren SLR, a Rolls-Royce Phantom…
Just as it existed in her memory, apart from these, she saw all the Porsche models parked on the lot…
"..." Gu Zixuan remained silent.
Soon enough, a black Bentley Mulsanne drove up in front of the villa.
A chauffeur got out of the car, walked up to Gu Zixuan, and bowed slightly, "Miss Gu, the gentleman asked me to take you home."
Gu Zixuan pursed her lips, looked at the distance from the villa to the entrance, and then glanced at the surroundings, realizing that if she didn't get in, there wouldn't be another car available to leave here.
Finally, her gaze fell on the Bentley.
With self-mockery, she was glad she was still worthy of being chauffeured in a car of this caliber once.
She opened the car door and got in without reservation.
When the vehicle started, the chauffeur glanced through the rearview mirror at the woman in the back seat, calmly seated yet faintly exuding elegance. He was puzzled as to why the gentleman brought a woman back for the first time, but gazing at that unsettlingly beautiful face, he somewhat understood.
With a smile, the chauffeur said, "The gentleman is quite good, miss, you might want to consider carefully."
Hmm?
Gu Zixuan was taken aback, not understanding what the chauffeur was suggesting she consider.
In front of a large floor-to-ceiling window on the villa's second floor, the man stood up from his seating position, the financial newspaper no longer being read, placed on the table.
Holding a glass of red wine in one hand, the other hand in his pocket, he quietly watched the Bentley drive away.
Smoke-grey lounge pants paired with a white T-shirt made him look very clean.
After a while, the phone rang.
He answered and brought it to his ear.
On the line, a soft female voice said, "Cheng Jin, don't be late for tonight's speed dating banquet."
At this moment, just as the Bentley reached the gate, when the black ornamental iron gate opened, Feng Chengjin saw Gu Zixuan's slender figure reflected beside the car window.
He smirked slightly, took a sip of red wine, and with deep eyes gazed at Gu Zixuan for a moment.
He said, "Alright, I'll be on time."
As Gu Zixuan turned, she also caught sight of the figure by the floor-to-ceiling window, pondering over last night's events, she turned her face away lightly.
She said nothing, and the chauffeur, adhering to his duty, did not speak further.
When they arrived at the entrance of Snow Night Wind Flower, Gu Zixuan got out of the car.
Only then did the chauffeur remember something, quickly pulling out a phone from his pocket and handing it to Gu Zixuan, "Sorry, Miss Gu, your phone ran out of battery last night. The gentleman asked us to charge it for you, and I forgot to give it back earlier. See if there are any urgent calls."
Gu Zixuan paused, and as she took the phone, some fragmented thoughts quickly pieced together.
Faintly, it seemed she got drunk and wanted to take a cab, so she got into a silver-white car and handed her phone to the driver… Throughout the ride, she seemed very drunk, not to mention swaying side to side, and when she got out, she didn't stand steadily and fell from the car seat to the ground, then…
Gu Zixuan lowered her eyes to look at the bruises on her calves.
The chauffeur noticed as well and kindly smiled, "It's our fault for not being attentive last night. When the car stopped, we didn't help immediately. The gentleman has already reprimanded the young master. You weren't hurt, were you?"