"Master, the red wine,"
It was the butler who broke the silence.
He brought over the decanted wine and topped up Gu Yibo's glass.
Gu Yibo quickly said, "Give it to Song Zhen, Song Zhen!"
Song Zhen gently shook his head, "I quit drinking, Uncle Gu."
Gu Yibo chuckled, "In Uncle Gu's house, you don't need to quit drinking. Come on, have a little!"
But Song Zhen shook his head firmly, "Uncle Gu, I really did quit drinking, and it's been many years now."
Zhuang Xiuya slapped her husband lightly, "Oh, quitting drinking is good!
Now, where can you find men like Song Zhen who neither smoke nor drink?
It's better for the next generation too, healthier children!
You drink by yourself, Song Zhen is a good boy, don't lead him astray!"
Gu Yibo helplessly looked at Song Zhen and laughed, "Look, Song Zhen, how biased your Aunt Zhuang is. You're like her own son, and I'm not even her own husband!"
Everyone laughed, creating a pleasant atmosphere.
After lunch, Song Zhen sat for a while before he left.
As he was about to get into the car, Gu Xinfei suddenly called out to him.
Song Zhen turned back to look at the woman in the sunlight.
She was still as graceful and well-mannered as she had been years before.
She walked towards him with a gentle gaze like water, "Song Zhen, I didn't see you when I got off the plane yesterday, it felt somewhat unusual."
Song Zhen replied, "Uncle Gu didn't tell me.
I only found out this morning that you and Zhouzhou have come back.
Once I'm done today, I'll pick a place to throw a welcome party for you and Zhouzhou."
Gu Xinfei couldn't help but smile, "It's more like throwing a welcome party for me!
Because, you see, Zhouzhou will be returning to Italy in a few days.
I am here to settle down.
She is just temporarily back to visit the family.
She works as a translator for a news channel in Italy, and the pay is quite good.
She only took a week's leave."
Song Zhen was silent, his chest faintly heaving.
The wind lifted Gu Xinfei's hair, and she elegantly brushed it behind her ear, continuing, "These years abroad, although I haven't contacted you, I thought of you from time to time.
I always felt that we were too familiar, which made it hard for me to feel romantic about you.
But...
Perhaps it really takes being apart for a while and then reuniting to understand one's true feelings."
Song Zhen pondered her words.
His deep gaze involuntarily drifted towards Gu Xinzhou's window.
Just by chance, a slender figure happened to be standing there!
Gu Xinzhou did not want to see them.
She had been too hungry earlier, eaten too much cold food, and had also had a cold beer, which upset her stomach.
After the stomach trouble, her stomach ached sharply.
She tried to endure it, but unable to hold back, she stood by the window wanting to see if Song Zhen's car was still there.
Unexpectedly, she just happened to see Song Zhen and Gu Xinfei flirting at the gate.
Gu Xinzhou clutched her stomach, her face twisted in pain as she bent over.
Song Zhen's expression tightened, and he abruptly lifted his chin, his eyes locking onto that window.
Gu Yibo personally brought food for his daughter.
As he opened the door, he saw his daughter collapsed on the floor clutching her stomach.
He panicked and shouted loudly, "Butler! Get the car ready! The car! Zhouzhou is not feeling well, we need to go to the hospital!"
Gu Xinfei was about to say something, to stir Song Zhen's heart once more, hoping he would be as before, like a brave knight protecting her.
However, before she could hear Song Zhen's response, she heard the butler's panic-stricken shout: "Master's car! Quick! The young miss has had an accident, hurry to the hospital, where's the driver, get the car ready!"
Gu Xinfei only heard a rush of wind.
A shadow flashed in front of her.
She looked carefully, and saw Song Zhen, like an arrow released from a bow, charging into the villa.