Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

The quiet private room had a very refreshing scent.

Wu Zhao sat on the sofa in the private room, casually flipping through a magazine on the coffee table.

Those fashion magazines looked so colorful that they piqued Wu Zhao's curiosity.

Looking at the contents of the magazine, Wu Zhao couldn't help but gasp at the somewhat strange clothing.

While pouring tea for Huo Weiwei, Cheng Xi noticed Wu Zhao's expression out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but let a hint of contempt flash across her eyes.

"Miss Huo, this is this year's new tea. Please wait a moment while I go to the kitchen to expedite the preparation of the dishes."

She put down the kettle and gave a graceful bow.

After she left, Qingyao couldn't help but sneer.

"The Cheng family really doesn't have much ability, but they've got the manners down to the last detail."

"Miss, if you want to eat at this private kitchen again in the future, please make an appointment in advance and have someone pick it up. That way, it will save some people from taking advantage of the situation."

She tried to get attention from the head of the family just because she was somewhat pretty.

The key point is that they still think they have a chance, which is truly laughable.

“You’re right, my uncle would never even look at this person.”

"That's really just self-aggrandizement."

Huo Weiwei agreed with Qing Yao's words and echoed his sentiments.

Wu Zhao looked up and looked at the two of them with amusement.

"Are you putting on an act for me? I'm not angry, and I wouldn't let such a small thing make me..."

Huo Weiwei giggled and pounced on Wu Zhao to hug him.

"I knew Zhaozhao wouldn't distance herself from my uncle because of outsiders!"

"My uncle has only ever given you special treatment! You mustn't let those strange admirers lead you astray."

Putting down the magazine in his hand, Wu Zhao pinched Huo Weiwei's cheek.

"You, you never have a moment's peace."

Huo Weiwei puffed out her cheeks, stuck out her tongue at Wu Zhao, and then leaned on her, acting spoiled.

She flipped through the magazines that Wu Zhao had placed on the coffee table, somewhat bored.

They were pointing and commenting as they watched.

"Ugh, this is so ugly! Does their store even have clothes this ugly?"

"Don't send me any more clothes from Qingyao this season, I'm afraid they'll hurt my eyes."

Qingyao nodded with a smile.

"Yes, Miss, I'll inform them as soon as I get back. Luckily, the latest season's clothes haven't been delivered yet, which saves the house the trouble of tidying up."

Huo Weiwei held Wu Zhao's hand.

"This looks pretty good, it suits Zhaozhao! We'll have them send it over for you to try on!"

Seeing her enthusiastic expression, Wu Zhao shook his head.

Who was the person who just said they don't go shopping for clothes?

She smiled silently, joining Huo Weiwei in commenting on the colorful clothes.

When Gu Chen arrived, Huo Weiwei was pointing to an evening gown in one of the magazines and explaining it to Wu Zhao in great detail.

Behind him followed the eager Cheng Xi, who deliberately stood a little behind Gu Chen after entering the room.

It was as if she were the closest person to Gu Chen.

Even Ziyao was pushed to the back by her.

"Uncle!"

"Master of the house."

Hearing the door open, Huo Weiwei stood up.

Qingyao walked up to him and whispered something. He glanced at Ziyao and glared at him.

Upon receiving his gaze, Zi Yao flinched.

Then he coughed twice, stepped forward, pushed Cheng Xi aside, and walked to Wu Zhao's side.

"Mr. Wu... uh, Miss Wu, Mr. Wu called us before we left."

"He said he had something he wanted to talk to you about, it seems to be related to the Yan family."

Is it related to the Yan family?

Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows.

Could it be that there has been some change in Yan Xuzhe's situation?

"Didn't he come?"

As he spoke, Wu Zhao touched his body but did not find his phone.

Gu Chen opened his hand, and in it he was holding her phone.

"You didn't take it with you when you left this morning; you left it in your room."

He walked over to Wu Zhao and handed her the phone.

Cheng Xi's attempt to approach was immediately blocked by Zi Yao.

"Mr. Cheng, our master wants some private space. Please leave now and come back to let us know when the food is packed up."

Zi Yao acted as if it were business, treating Cheng Xi like a complete stranger.

Cheng Xi looked like she had just been hit hard, glancing at Zi Yao in disbelief and then at Gu Chen behind him.

"Mr. Gu, I just..."

Gu Chen interrupted her indifferently.

"The Cheng family talks too much. Weiwei, there's more than one private restaurant in the capital."

Cheng Xi's face immediately turned pale, and she began to sway unsteadily.

She was always able to help out in the private room when Gu Chen and Huo Weiwei came here before.

Sometimes she even managed to exchange a few words with Gu Chen. She always thought that even if she didn't hold a significant place in Gu Chen's heart, she should at least have a name...

Even when such a beautiful woman is heartbroken, she still looks stunning, and Wu Zhao couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Thinking she was being mocked, Cheng Xi's tearful eyes were filled with hatred for Wu Zhao.

She bit her lip and glared fiercely at Wu Zhao.

"Well then, I'll head out now. Please call me if you need anything. Sorry."

Her steps were unsteady, and she looked very delicate.

Unfortunately, Gu Chen's gaze was fixed on Wu Zhao inside the room, Qing Yao, being a straight man, wasn't interested in women, while Zi Yao was flipping through magazines with Huo Weiwei, choosing clothes.

Cheng Xi, her face alternating between pale and flushed, gave a flirtatious look to the blind man, and hurriedly left the private room.

Only after the door closed did Wu Zhao look at Gu Chen.

He stared at me blankly, his eyes devoid of emotion.

There was a hint of innocence in her expression.

Are you playing dumb?

Wu Zhao thought to himself.

"You made this whole trip just to deliver my phone?"

Gu Chen thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Well, I didn't have anything to do at home anyway. Xingyun needed to talk to you, so I came."

Zi Yao secretly pouted: She clearly only received Wu Xingyun's call after she left the house, okay? The patriarch really is...

Wu Zhao saw through him, but he didn't expose him.

"Let's go back together later."

She watched Huo Weiwei and Zi Yao huddled together choosing clothes, and couldn't help but glance at Zi Yao a few more times.

When he saw her gaze linger, Gu Chen's eyes darkened.

"Ziyao has someone she has liked for many years, but that person is focused on their studies and is currently studying abroad."

"He often buys clothes and sends them to her, but he hasn't confessed his feelings yet."

Gu Chen lowered his voice and spoke to Wu Zhao in his ear.

what?

Wu Zhao was taken aback.

But Ziyao's marriage line is clearly...

Blinking, Wu Zhao looked at Zi Yao again with some uncertainty.

"what happened?"

Seeing her hesitant expression, Gu Chen asked.

"Uh……"

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Zhao grabbed Gu Chen's hand.

A gentle purple aura flowed in, and a familiar scent enveloped her.

Feeling the spiritual energy slowly filling his body, Wu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhao Zhao?"

Gu Chen paused for a moment before quickly turning his hand around and grasping hers.

"that is……"

Wu Zhao moved closer to Gu Chen and asked in a very low voice.

"If someone you know is a love-obsessed, naive, and clueless girl, you should..."

"You wouldn't mind, would you?"