Chapter 97 — An Unconscious Habit
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"Do you think what you're wearing matches the two of us?" Shen Yushu looked at his matter-of-fact expression and laughed behind her hand.
Gu Mengyao, however, thought of something else. "Wei Zhao, besides your uniform, didn't Uncle Qing give you any other clothes?"
"No." Wei Zhao shook his head. "Except for what I was wearing when I came."
"When you came?" Gu Mengyao at once recalled what he had looked like then, a white vest gone yellow and dusty torn trousers. The mere thought of it made her dizzy. "Forget it, wear this for now. We'll buy you two decent outfits in a while. Even as my follower, you have to look the part, don't you?"
Gu Mengyao had resigned herself to it. She would pay for two outfits for him later. This one was a little odd, but it was far better than that outfit of his own.
"Mm, I'll follow you from a distance, so no one can tell we're together." Wei Zhao nodded with tactful consideration.
"..." Gu Mengyao's face stiffened slightly. Who asked you to follow from a distance? Going out together means going out together. If you trail far behind, what's the point of going at all? But her natural reserve kept her from saying the words aloud. For some reason, ever since this Wei Zhao had barged into her life, everything connected with him turned into a mess, and it vexed her beyond measure.
Once out of the villa, Wei Zhao did not see Uncle Qing's Bentley, and just as he was wondering about it, he saw Gu Mengyao pick up a remote control and open the garage door beside the villa. Inside was parked an Audi S5 coupe, the domestic model being the A5, a little more low-key than the R8.
Wei Zhao had never imagined Gu Mengyao owned a car herself. Seeing Uncle Qing drive her to and fro every day, he had never guessed she could drive.
"You drive." Gu Mengyao tossed a string of keys into Wei Zhao's hand.
"Me? I don't have a license yet..." Wei Zhao had always driven without a license before, but that had been while carrying out missions or killing people, when driving without a license was the least of his concerns...
Hearing this, Gu Mengyao frowned at once. "Have Uncle Qing get you one, or it will be so inconvenient when you go shopping with us in the future?"
"Heh, Uncle Qing is already having one made, it just hasn't come back yet." Wei Zhao smiled faintly. Without realizing it, Gu Mengyao had already accepted the fact that he would stay by her side. She was no longer as fiercely determined to drive him away as she had been a few days ago, and her mention of the future proved that the resistance in her heart was not nearly so strong.
"Then sit in the back. I'll drive myself." Gu Mengyao pointed at the rear seat and said to Wei Zhao.
The S5 was a two-door coupe, and the rear seats could only be reached from the front, which was somewhat inconvenient. To someone with Wei Zhao's agility, however, it was nothing at all. With a light push of the front seat, he hopped inside.
Gu Mengyao said nothing more and took the driver's seat, while Shen Yushu sat beside her. It was clear the two were not the sort of rich second generation who loved street racing. On the contrary, they obeyed the traffic rules very strictly. Only after buckling their seat belts did Gu Mengyao start the car and drive slowly out of the villa compound...
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