Chapter 6 - Chapter 6: A Glimpse at a Glance, An Undercurrent Rises Again

After the gap in the curtains, Lin Wan held her breath. The man downstairs who had just got out of the car was tall and straight, and even though he was separated by a distance and the hazy night, he could feel that intimidating aura. He was wearing a tailored dark suit, with wide shoulders and long legs. Just standing there, it felt like the center of the entire night. The warm light on the porch outlined his cold and hard profile, with a tight jawline, a high nose bridge, and thin lips pursed into a indifferent straight line. He seemed to slightly turn his head and give the driver a command, with a long-standing and unquestionable authority in his movements. Lin Wan's heart accelerated uncontrollably a few times. This man... she has never seen him in the Lin family. It is not the common, chubby business partners like Mr. Lin. Who is he? Why visit late at night? Just as Lin Wan was secretly guessing, the door of the Lin family was hastily opened from inside. Unexpectedly, what quickly emerged was her father Lin Guodong! Lin's father's face had an almost attentive, even imperceptible, restrained smile, completely different from his usual dignified appearance at home. He quickly walked down the steps and reached out his hand to the man, saying, "Mr. Gu! Oh, what a waste of time! You're here, why didn't you give me an order in advance so that I could be prepared?" Mr. Gu? Lin Wan's pupils contracted slightly. In this city, there is a person surnamed Gu who can make Lin's father have such an attitude... She seems to have heard a rumor in her past life about a mysterious and vast Gu family, whose power is unfathomable and they are truly standing at the top of the pyramid. Compared to them, the Lin family may not even be worthy of carrying shoes. Could it be him? The legendary ruler of the Gu family - Gu Chen? Lin Wan's heart was stirred up by tumultuous waves. How could someone like Gu Chen suddenly visit the Lin family late at night? This is completely beyond the trajectory of past lives! Is it because of her rebirth that triggered some unknown variables? She saw that the 'Mr. Gu' did not exchange too many pleasantries with Mr. Lin, but only shook hands briefly, with a distant and indifferent attitude. He seemed to have whispered something, and Lin's father immediately nodded repeatedly and respectfully invited him into the room. From beginning to end, Mr. Gu never looked up at the upstairs. But Lin Wan had an illusion, as if at the moment when his figure disappeared inside the door, that cold and sharp gaze seemed to sweep over the direction of her window, seeming to be elusive. Is it an illusion? Lin Wan instinctively shrank back, completely hiding in the shadow of the curtains, her heart pounding. The appearance of Gu Chen, like a giant stone thrown into her original revenge plan, disrupted all the rhythm, bringing huge unknowns and... an indescribable opportunity? If it's really Gu Chen, if we can establish a relationship with him... As soon as this idea came to mind, it was forcefully suppressed by Lin Wan. She is too weak now, like an ant, and has no right to imagine those things. The top priority is to prepare for tomorrow's party and deal with the enemies in front of us, such as Lin Weiwei, Bai Lianhua, and Lu Renjia. As for Gu Chen... it can only be temporarily treated as an unexpected episode, and we will observe its changes. She took a few deep breaths, forced herself to calm down, and turned her attention back to tomorrow night's' battle robe '. She walked deep into the wardrobe and took out the carefully treasured black dress. This is one of the few relics left by her mother, with a retro style from a few years ago, a simple strap design, and a high-quality silk satin fabric that exudes a low-key yet elegant luster under the light. In her past life, she never dared to wear clothes that highlighted her figure and temperament due to her inferiority complex. But now... Lin Wan has changed into a dress. The cold silk pressed against her skin, outlining her slender yet graceful curves. The suspender design reveals delicate collarbones and graceful shoulder and neck lines. The girl in the mirror, shedding her usual cowardice and paleness, with black hair and snow-white skin, exudes a thrilling and cool beauty against the serene black backdrop. Indeed, people rely on clothing. Lin Wan looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction. This dress is neither flamboyant nor special enough to stand out at that flashy party. She was about to take off her skirt and put it away when footsteps came from outside the door again. This time, the sound of footsteps was light and familiar, with a deliberate lightness, and stopped at her doorstep. No knocking at the door. Lin Wan's eyes trembled as she quickly and silently took off her skirt and stuffed it under the blanket. She quickly put on her pajamas and lay back in bed, pretending to be asleep. She heard a very faint sound of a key inserted into the lock hole! Someone has the key to her room! Besides Wang Mama, it's just... Lin Weiwei! The door was quietly pushed open by a crack. A head cautiously poked in, it was Lin Weiwei! She still had redness and swelling from crying on her face, but her eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment, wandering in the darkness as if searching for something. She must have wanted to confirm if the tail ring was still in its original place! Or, looking for other opportunities to frame again! Lin Wan closed her eyes, but her muscles were tense, and her hearing was amplified to the extreme. She heard Lin Weiwei's extremely light footsteps moving in the room, heard her open and close the wardrobe door, heard her grope for the bedside table... Finally, the footsteps stopped by the bed. Lin Wan could even feel Lin Weiwei's breath and the malicious gaze that scrutinized her. Time seems to have frozen. Lin Wan held her breath, ready to burst into rebellion at any moment. However, Lin Weiwei didn't seem to find what she was looking for, or she didn't dare to do too much around her while she was "sleeping". After a while, the uncomfortable gaze disappeared, and the footsteps gently moved away. The door was gently closed again, and there was a faint sound of rotation coming from the lock hole. Until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, Lin Wan suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and a cold sweat broke out on her back. that was close! If she had been slower earlier, if that dress had been seen... the consequences would have been unimaginable! This home is indeed full of traps, and we cannot let our guard down for a moment. Lin Weiwei's night scout further confirmed that she had placed the tail ring. It seems that she must deal with this hot potato as soon as possible before tomorrow's party. The next morning, Lin Wan took advantage of the lack of attention and quietly brought the tail ring hidden with a bell out of the house. She went to the largest chain supermarket in the city center, rented a short-term storage locker, put the bell (including the tail ring) inside, set a password, and took the voucher. In this way, no matter what tricks Lin Weiwei wants to play, the fatal evidence is no longer with the Lin family. She is temporarily safe. After finishing all of this, Lin Wan felt much more relaxed. She checked the time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. There is still some time until the party at 7 pm in the evening. She needs to get her hair done and put on a makeup suitable for tonight's occasion. However, just as she walked out of the supermarket and was about to wave for a taxi, a black Maybach slowly stopped in front of her. The car window lowered, revealing not the driver, but the cold and extraordinary profile on the back seat. It's the man from last night! Gu Chen! How could he be here?! Gu Chen's gaze swept over her lightly, his deep eyes like a cold pool, unable to detect any emotions. His gaze lingered on her face for less than a second, as if he had just accidentally caught a glimpse of a passerby. But Lin Wan suddenly felt an invisible pressure.