Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

When the award was presented, when Gu Zhian saw Wen Zhaoyue's eyes, Tang Xiaqing's face appeared in front of him. He somehow stuffed his business card into Wen Zhaoyue's hand.

After the award ceremony, Gu Zhian came to the sycamore tree alone.

The early autumn wind brought a cool breeze, blowing up a few yellow fallen leaves.

The mottled lines on the bark are still there, but they are a little deeper than I remember.

He reached out and stroked the tree trunk, feeling the roughness on his fingertips.

It was also under this tree that he first met Tang Xiaqing when she was a sophomore.

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In the dormitory, Wen Zhaoyue sat at the table, her eyes still resonating with the gentle smile of Mr. Gu during the calligraphy award ceremony. Suddenly, the dormitory door opened, and her roommate, Qiao Yu, poked her head in with a gossipy smile.

"Are you daydreaming?" Qiao Yu stepped in and sat next to her, her eyes sparkling. "Did you feel that the way Mr. Gu looked at you at the awards ceremony today was a little strange? I heard he's a big boss from Hong Kong. Is he interested in you?"

Wen Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, a helpless smile on her face: "Don't guess blindly, how is it possible? He is so rich and powerful, and my family is poor. The gap is too big."

Qiao Yu, however, persisted. He moved closer to her and lowered his voice, saying, "How is that impossible? You're so beautiful and have such a good personality, it's no surprise he's attracted to you! Besides, didn't he go out of his way to say a few encouraging words to you at the awards ceremony today? I noticed the way he looked at you was different. I won second place, and he didn't even say a word to me."

Wen Zhaoyue lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously stroking the screen of his mobile phone.

She remembered that at the award ceremony today, Mr. Gu was standing on the stage, wearing a well-tailored black suit and exuding an outstanding temperament.

"He is indeed very handsome." Wen Zhaoyue said softly, with a smile unconsciously rising at the corner of her mouth. "It should be nice to have dinner with him."

Seeing this, Qiao Yu immediately clapped her hands and laughed, "Look, you're already moved! Why don't you take the initiative and ask him out for dinner? The calligraphy club leader must have his phone number."

Wen Zhaoyue actually had his business card in his pocket.

Wen Zhaoyue shook her head. "Stop it. He and I are from completely different worlds. A man like him, what kind of women doesn't he have around him? Who am I?" Song Liting, who had always been at odds with them in the dormitory, scoffed. "Who says he isn't? If he's interested in you, considering your family background, he'd probably keep you."

Qiao Yu immediately gave Song Liting a cold look.

At this moment, Wen Zhaoyue's cell phone rang.

"Hello, Wen Zhaoyue. I'm Gu Zhian, one of the judges for today's calligraphy competition. I contacted the leader of your calligraphy club, and he gave me your number."

He paused. "I wonder if you're free tonight. I'd like to treat you to dinner."

There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds. He subconsciously loosened his tie.

"Hello, Mr. Gu." Wen Zhaoyue's voice was filled with laughter. "My get out of class ends at five o'clock this afternoon. Where should we go to eat?"

"I'll drive to your school gate to pick you up at five o'clock." Gu Zhian replied.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Zhian continued to organize the office documents on the desk.

At 5:10, a figure in a beige windbreaker appeared at the school gate.

Gu Zhian's heart suddenly tightened - Wen Zhaoyue's walking posture, the way she raised her hand to fix her hair, and even the angle at which she slightly tilted her head were exactly the same as the person in his memory.

After arriving at the restaurant, Wen Zhaoyue sat down and looked around curiously. The crystal chandelier reflected a dazzling light, and the silver cutlery shone coldly on the white tablecloth.

She quietly touched the texture of the napkin, a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes.

"First time in this restaurant?" Gu Zhian noticed her little movement.

"Yes." Wen Zhaoyue smiled sheepishly, "I usually eat in the school cafeteria. This is my first time in such a high-end restaurant."

The waiter handed over the menu, and Wen Zhaoyue opened it with her eyes widening slightly. Gu Zhian noticed that her finger paused on the price column.

“The salads and steaks here are both good,” he said calmly. “The chef is a Michelin three-star chef.”

Wen Zhaoyue closed the menu and said, "Then... let me listen to your recommendation."

During the meal, Wen Zhaoyue seemed very lively and shared interesting stories from school from time to time.

Her laughter was clear and sweet, but whenever a waiter came to refill her water or change the tableware, she would unconsciously straighten her back and appear a little reserved.

"Did you know? The library in our school was under renovation recently. As a result, there was a sudden power outage one day. The whole library was pitch black. Everyone was groping in the dark to find books. As a result, one of the classmates accidentally bumped into the bookshelf, and all the books fell down. Everyone was so scared that they thought it was an earthquake!" Wen Zhaoyue said, and couldn't help laughing, her eyes curved into crescents.

Gu Zhian also laughed. His laughter was low and gentle, as if it carried some kind of soothing power. He picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

"Where do you usually practice calligraphy?" Gu Zhian asked.

"Right in the dorm," Wen Zhaoyue said while eating a salad. "I can practice after I tidy up my desk. But sometimes ink gets on my roommate's textbooks, and she always scolds me."

The girl in front of me, although not very skilled in her movements, has a unique energy.

"Why does Mr. Gu want to treat me to dinner?" Wen Zhaoyue suddenly asked, her eyes sparkling.

Gu Zhian put down his coffee cup and made up an excuse, "Because your handwriting is beautiful."

The sunlight from outside the window shone through the glass onto her profile, casting a soft halo.

"By the way," Gu Zhian put down his coffee cup and asked casually, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Wen Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment and almost dropped the lemonade in his hand.

She didn't expect Gu Zhian to ask this question suddenly, and a blush appeared on her face.

Wen Zhaoyue lowered her head and gently stirred the ice in her glass. Her voice was a little soft: "No, I'm a senior this year and I'm busy preparing for my graduation thesis and internship. I don't have time for a relationship. I recently found an internship at the Huo Group."

When he heard the word "Huo Group", Gu Zhian's heart moved slightly. He did not continue to ask, but just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Wen Zhaoyue looked up and saw Gu Zhian's half-smile, and suddenly a surge of inexplicable courage surged in her heart. She blinked and asked casually, "Why, do you want to pursue me?"

As soon as she said this, Wen Zhaoyue was shocked herself.

Although she was usually lively and cheerful, she had never spoken so directly to anyone, let alone the person sitting opposite her was an entrepreneur.

Gu Zhian did not answer immediately, but just laughed softly. His eyes were still gentle, but with a hint of unfathomable depth.

Wen Zhaoyue felt uneasy when she saw that he was silent. She was about to change the subject when Gu Zhian suddenly spoke up: "What do you think?"