Chapter 42 — Impressive!
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"Impressive—twice in one day." As Shen Yushu passed by Wei Zhao, she gave a sneaky grin and said in a low voice.
"Huh?" Wei Zhao was taken aback, then realized what Shen Yushu meant, and was caught between laughter and tears. Twice in one day, indeed—both times had been misunderstandings!
Gu Mengyao said nothing. She gave Wei Zhao a cold glance, then without a word took Shen Yushu's hand and left the ward.
"That's just Yao-yao's temperament—Mr. Lin, please don't take offense." Only after Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu had gone did Uncle Qing pat Wei Zhao's shoulder and say, "Today's business—thanks to you. Once Mr. Gu returns, I'll certainly put in a good word for you."
"No need." Wei Zhao smiled. "Mr. Gu gave me so much money; naturally I have to be worthy of it."
"Heh heh." Uncle Qing laughed happily. "Be that as it may, today we owe it all to you."
"Uncle Qing, this matter isn't so simple. According to that bald fellow, a man called Brother Cihua put them up to it. Their operation this time was probably robbery of the bank as a cover—kidnapping Gu Mengyao was the real objective," Wei Zhao said. "I don't know what the people behind this are actually after, but I think it needs investigating. The police alone won't be enough."
"Mm, I understand. I'll speak to Mr. Gu about this," Uncle Qing said with a nod. He had his own suspicions too. Gu Mengyao had been kidnapped precisely during the period when Mr. Gu was away—could there be some connection between the two?
Wei Zhao said no more. This was, after all, a family matter, and he could only go so far.
In the hospital parking lot, Wei Zhao saw Qiu Lingshan drive past in her police car. He smiled at her; she shot him a glare, and instead of stopping, pressed harder on the accelerator.
Wei Zhao and Uncle Qing got into the car together. Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu were already sitting in the back, talking about something, but the moment Uncle Qing and Wei Zhao climbed in, they closed their mouths. For a while the atmosphere in the car turned rather stifling.
What Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu had been discussing in the car was the question of Wei Zhao. Gu Mengyao's position was firm—she wanted him gone—but Shen Yushu thought it wasn't bad having him around, if only because there was breakfast every day.
That infuriated Gu Mengyao. Was food all she ever thought about? The family's hotel had plenty of master chefs on its payroll—did they really need to depend on this half-baked yokel Wei Zhao?
And so the two fell silent, and once Wei Zhao got in, the silence only deepened.
Uncle Qing again parked at the gate of Gu Mengyao's villa. It seemed Shen Yushu was going to be living with Gu Mengyao from now on, so he simply didn't bother stopping at Shen Yushu's house.
The three got out, and Uncle Qing drove off. He still had to go to the hotel to prepare meals for the three children—and in his eyes, Wei Zhao was a child too.
"Stop." The instant Wei Zhao was about to step through the villa's front door, Gu Mengyao called him back.
"What is it?" Wei Zhao turned around. He might tease Qiu Lingshan, but toward Gu Mengyao he still maintained a certain respect. She was, after all, his employer; his duty was to accompany her in her studies and daily life and to bring her happiness. So his attitude had always been excellent.