Of course, Li Wei was only talking big.
If Young Master Gu were really that kind of person, would Aunt Liang's plan have been carried out behind his back?
Curling her lips, Li Wei stuffed the card into her pocket, crossed her long legs, leaned back against the chair, and shut herself off.
In less than half an hour, the skyscrapers of the Imperial Capital could already be seen faintly in the distance, packed tightly together and forming a magnificent urban skyline.
However, Li Wei noticed that when they were about to enter the Imperial Capital's western hub interchange, the car did not turn onto the southern ring expressway, which led more directly back to Gu Garden. Instead, it drove straight toward the northern exit.
She froze for a moment, leaned forward, and patted the back of the driver's seat. "Xiaoyan, where are we going?"
Gu Yan glanced at Li Wei through the rearview mirror and answered crisply, "Young Madam, Young Master said we have to make a trip to the Martial Arts Alliance first."
"The Martial Arts Alliance?"
Hearing this, Li Wei's delicate brows drew together slightly. She turned toward Gu Jinzhi beside her, her face filled with obvious confusion. "Do you have business there?"
Gu Jinzhi shook his head, his cool voice steady and emotionless. "You do."
"Me?" Li Wei was even more bewildered. She pointed at her own nose. "What business could I have?"
Looking at her adorably confused appearance, the clear, almond-shaped eyes filled with question marks, Gu Jinzhi's heart stirred. He suddenly felt an urge to reach out and pinch her pert little nose.
But his fingers merely curled slightly. In the end, he restrained this ill-timed impulse and explained in a low voice:
"You saved Min Zimo. Both the Investigation Bureau and the Martial