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Gu Wei looked at the ambition in his son's eyes and revealed a satisfied smile.

"It's good that you have a plan, I thought …"

"Father, why? "Will I be bound because of Jiang Yao?" Gu Zhao laughed sarcastically and disdainfully as if he heard a huge joke.

Not only would he not show the slightest bit of soft-heartedness, he would even gather all of his concentration and make his Jiang Family fall apart.

Jiang Yao would be doomed for eternity.

Gu Wei recalled his son's obsession with that woman and hid his smile. Although he was unhappy, he didn't say anything more.

After all, no matter how much Xu Xiao got in his way, she was already a dead woman.

What kind of waves could a dead person create? The most important thing right now was to handle the Jiang Family perfectly.

When Jiang Yao knocked on the door, Gu Zhao and Gu Wei were drinking tea together.

She rarely saw Gu Zhao like this. It wasn't at a banquet with clothes on his head, or in a drunken clubhouse. His hands weren't holding a goblet, nor was they holding a whiskey.

His slender white fingers were casually holding a sky-blue tea cup, and beneath him was an antique wooden chair. He was clearly still wearing his usual black and white shirt and pants.

However, he looked just like a young master from an ancient drama.

His temperament was otherworldly and incomparably handsome.

"Little Yao?"

After Gu Wei shouted, Jiang Yao suddenly recovered from her shock.

He raised his eyes and met Gu Zhao's eyes. They were still as cold and profound as before.

In a responsible mood, Jiang Yao quickly looked away and mumbled, "Dinner is ready. Dad, Zhao, you can go downstairs now."

Gu Wei smiled as he got up and walked downstairs. Gu Zhao followed closely behind him. When they passed by Jiang Yao, who was standing at the door, he didn't even bat an eye.

Normally, Gu Zhao would never eat at the same table as her.

Therefore, Jiang Yao especially cherished every chance to have a meal with him. She didn't eat much during the whole meal and had been taking care of Gu Zhao the whole time.

Every time Gu Zhao didn't even raise his chopsticks, Jiang Yao would already place the dish into his bowl.

Although Gu Zhao slightly frowned, but due to Gu Wei and his wife beside him, they still had to eat it all with a straight face.

Therefore, after the meal, Gu Zhao looked a bit unhappy with his calm expression. However, Jiang Yao was so happy that she couldn't help but smile.

After leaving Patriarch Gu's Mansion, they would pass by a long shady path in the middle of the road to where the car was parked.

It was the middle of summer. On both sides of the road were old trees with lush branches and luxuriant leaves. Under the moonlight, they cast a mottled shadow. The tranquil atmosphere made them seem somewhat eerie.

Gu Zhao walked in front with his long legs. Jiang Yao could only look around fearfully as she followed him closely with a jog.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared out of nowhere.

Jiang Yao screamed, subconsciously blocking in front of Gu Wei.

Gu Wei was shocked by the startled woman in front of him. The vicious words were on the tip of his mouth, but when his gaze made contact with her tightly shut eyes and the face that showed that she was ready to die, he didn't know why he couldn't utter a single word.

His chest felt as if it had been hit by a hard object.

It made Gu Zhao feel very uncomfortable.

After a long while, he finally said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yao's eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened them. She looked at Gu Zhao in shock for two seconds before she turned her head mechanically. There was nothing behind her.

"I …" Jiang Yao carefully looked around as she said in a daze, "I clearly saw …"

"Make a fuss." Gu Zhao pulled Jiang Yao, who was standing in front of him, aside, "Squirrels are common in the forest at this time."

He took a few steps forward, but when he became aware of no movement behind him, he turned around and saw Jiang Yao, her head tilted to the side, looking earnestly into the woods by the side of the road, with a rare hint of childishness.

Gu Zhao's feet stopped on the spot and he was caught off guard. Jiang Yao suddenly turned her head and looked at him. Gu Zhao's face immediately tensed up.

"Hurry up and catch up."

After saying that, he continued walking forward, but his footsteps weren't as fast as before.

Looking at the tall and straight figure in front of her, Jiang Yao was overjoyed.

He let her, follow?

Until they got home, Jiang Yao's eyes couldn't help but complete the crescent moon, which confused Gu Zhao.

Over the next few days, because Gu Zhao's plan for Jiang's was on track, he was naturally in a good mood. Even his plan for Jiang Yao had eased a lot, though it wasn't going to be pleasant, at least it would be less sarcastic.

Although in Gu Zhao's eyes, it was just a trivial matter that was not worth his attention, but for Jiang Yao, it made her extremely happy.

Perhaps all his efforts over the years had not been in vain.

Perhaps, Gu Zhao was already slowly accepting him.

But not long after, when Jiang Yao recalled her current thoughts, she sarcastically realized that everything was just her own wishful thinking.

"Aunt Sunn, you don't have to work today. You can leave work now."

Jiang Yao said softly as she stood at the kitchen door, her long hair tied up high.

Aunt Sunn stopped what she was doing and said hesitantly, "But this dinner …"

"It's Zhao's birthday today, I will make it myself. You should go home earlier."

Aunt Sunn smiled in understanding and didn't insist. She took off her apron and passed it to Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao took it and methodically processed the various ingredients that were densely packed on the counter.

Actually, she didn't know how to cook in the beginning.

The young miss had never even been to the kitchen. When she first started cooking, she couldn't even hold the pot properly, and the back of her hand had been scalded countless times.

However, the people who usually ate with a little bit of warmth and furrowed their brows were able to endure it.

Gu Zhao had a bad stomach. Her heart ached, so she could only learn to cook for him. However, she was afraid that if he knew that she despised him, she could only give it to him in the name of Aunt Sunn.

But none of this mattered. As Jiang Yao served the delicious dishes onto the table, she thought to herself happily that she would be happy to do anything for the person she liked.

At eight o'clock, all the dishes were served. Jiang Yao sat at the table and waited quietly.

The hour hand in the clock moved slowly, finally matching the minute hand and stopping just below the number twelve with a dull sound.

Jiang Yao, who was heating up the dishes, suddenly stopped. His birthday had already passed.

After heating up all the cold dishes for who knows how many times, Jiang Yao took out her phone and dialed Gu Zhao's number.

This time, to her surprise, the phone was picked up quickly. However, before she could recover from her surprise, she heard a coquettish moan.