Chapter 97 — Unconscious Habits
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"Do you think your outfit matches the two of us?" Shen Yushu looked at Wei Zhao's matter-of-fact expression and covered her mouth, laughing.
Gu Mengyao, however, had thought of something else. "Wei Zhao, aside from the school uniform, didn't Uncle Qing give you any other clothes?"
"No." Wei Zhao shook his head. "Just the set I was wearing when I arrived."
"When you arrived?" Gu Mengyao immediately recalled the way Wei Zhao had looked then... a white undershirt yellowed with age... and those filthy earth-yellow trousers. The thought alone made her swoon. "Forget it, you'd better just wear this. In a bit, buy yourself two decent sets. Even if you're my follower, you ought to look the part."
Gu Mengyao resigned herself to it. She would spend her own money and buy him two sets later. This uniform was a bit odd, but it was far better than that other outfit of his.
"Fine. I'll follow far behind you. No one will be able to tell we're together." Wei Zhao nodded, ever considerate.
"..." Gu Mengyao's expression stiffened slightly. Who asked you to follow far behind? Going out together means going out together. If you trail far behind, what's the point of going at all? But her reserved nature kept her from saying it aloud. She did not know why, but ever since this Wei Zhao had barged into her life, everything connected to him turned into a mess, vexing her beyond endurance.
Outside the villa, Wei Zhao did not see Uncle Qing's Bentley. As he stood there puzzled, Gu Mengyao picked up a remote and opened the garage door beside the villa. Inside sat a little Audi S5 coupe—model A5 domestically, a bit more understated than the R8.
Wei Zhao had not expected Gu Mengyao to have a car of her own. He had always seen Uncle Qing driving her to and fro; he never would have guessed she could drive.
"You drive." Gu Mengyao tossed a set of keys into Wei Zhao's hand.
"Me? I don't even have a license..." In the past Wei Zhao had always driven without one—but that had been on missions or when killing people, and driving without a license was the least of his worries then...
Gu Mengyao frowned at once when she heard Wei Zhao's words: "Have Qing Bo get one for you. Otherwise, it will be terribly inconvenient when you come shopping with us in the future."
"Heh, Qing Bo is already seeing to it. It just has not been brought back yet." Wei Zhao smiled faintly. Gu Mengyao had, without realizing it, already accepted the fact that he would be at her side. She was no longer trying to drive him off as fiercely as she had been a few days ago, and the fact that she now spoke of things in the future proved that the resistance in her heart was no longer so strong.
"Then sit in the back," Gu Mengyao said to Wei Zhao, pointing at the rear seat.
The S5 was a sports car with a single row of doors, and one had to climb in from the front to reach the back seats, which was rather inconvenient. But with Wei Zhao's skills, it was nothing at all. He gave the front seat a light push and hopped in.
Gu Mengyao said nothing more and sat down in the driver's seat, while Shen Yushu took the seat beside her. It was plain to see that the two were not the sort of rich second-generation girls who loved to race; they were quite law-abiding instead. Only after fastening her seatbelt did Gu Mengyao start the car and slowly drive out of the villa district...