Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Wu Zhao looked at Gu Chen with some curiosity.

Having grown accustomed to his calm and collected demeanor, this was the first time I'd seen him issue commands so decisively and efficiently.

Seeing Gu Chen like this gave Wu Zhao a strange sense of familiarity...

"Zhao Zhao, let's go." The car stopped at the VIP entrance, and Gu Chen looked at Wu Zhao.

Seeing that she seemed to be staring at him absentmindedly, Gu Chen asked with some confusion, "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong?"

“Uh…” Wu Zhao came back to his senses and shook his head: “No, it’s nothing.”

Upon realizing that Gu Chen was still holding her hand, Wu Zhao shifted uncomfortably.

Feeling the hand curling up in his palm, Gu Chen subtly released her hand and pressed the car door button.

Zi Yao had already gotten out of the car and put the wheelchair away. Seeing the car door open, she quickly went to help Gu Chen.

Wu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and got out of the car from the other side. Huo Weiwei walked to her side and looked at her very carefully.

Wu Zhao found his hesitant manner somewhat amusing.

She extended her arm: "Let's link arms."

The girl's thoughts were written all over her face; her insecurity made Wu Zhao feel a pang of pity for her.

"That's great!" Upon hearing this, Huo Weiwei rushed over and took Wu Zhao's arm, nuzzling him affectionately.

As soon as Gu Chen settled into his wheelchair and looked up, he saw the two of them pressed intimately together.

His brow twitched slightly. "Huo Weiwei, you don't have any bones?"

Huo Weiwei was most afraid of her uncle calling her by her full name, and immediately stood up straight, feeling timid.

Wu Zhao patted her and said, "It's okay, you can lean on me."

She was short and petite.

Completely unbothered by being leaned on, Wu Zhao looked at Gu Chen and asked, "Let's go. What time is our flight?"

Zi Yao pushed the wheelchair with one hand and raised the other to check the time: "There's still some time before boarding, we can go to the lounge and wait for a while."

Nodding, Wu Zhao led Huo Weiwei and followed.

“I know you saved me back then,” Huo Weiwei said, gripping her arm and speaking in a low voice.

She knew she hadn't attacked the wolf pack without a reason.

When she was walking side by side with Shen Jiaojiao, she reminded Shen Jiaojiao, who was wearing heels.

The mountain path was difficult to walk on, so she had a very clear view of the situation under her feet when she dodged the wolves.

How did an extra leg suddenly appear and trip her up?

Moreover, she clearly felt the pushing force from behind and heard Shen Zhuo gasp.

So even if it wasn't Shen Jiaojiao, it's definitely related to her!

She was already in despair the moment she was pushed into the wolf pack.

All he could think about were Wu Zhao's words: getting close to Shen Jiaojiao would bring misfortune.

If it weren't for the sudden burning heat in her pocket, she would have been devoured by wolves long ago.

After rolling into that deep pit with Luo Qi, she held onto Luo Qi tightly and held her breath.

She waited until the wolves dispersed before taking out a handful of ashes from her pocket.

There were still traces of brushstrokes on the corner of the remaining talisman paper; she had seen Wu Zhao draw talismans at home before.

"I told you not to go near her, but thankfully you're alright." Wu Zhao comforted her by raising his other hand and rubbing her head.

He then added, "I know you're afraid of losing her as a friend, but what if your friendship is based on the possibility of her harming you?"

Huo Weiwei's hand, which was holding her arm, was trembling slightly.

After approaching the VIP waiting area, Wu Zhao pressed her into the soft sofa.

"Don't be afraid, you will have many friends who truly care about you."

Looking at Huo Weiwei's slightly reddened eyes.

Wu Zhao sat down beside her and said, "I was right. After you get through this hurdle, your life will be very smooth."

Whether it's career, studies, family, friendship, or love, everything will go smoothly.

Unable to resist pinching Huo Weiwei's slightly chubby cheeks, Wu Zhao smiled and said, "I really envy you, you're such a winner in life."

It truly lives up to its reputation as an existence with a bloodline similar to the Purple Star Emperor.

She's lucky...

Hearing her sigh, Huo Weiwei, who was initially quite disappointed, suddenly burst out laughing.

She rubbed her eyes and said in a nasal voice, "If you envy me, you can marry into my family!"

Wu Zhao took the juice Zi Yao handed him and took a sip.

She chuckled slightly: "You don't mean for me to marry your brother, do you? I'm no match for him; his chance at marriage is still a long way off!"

"What?" Huo Weiwei was speechless, looking at Wu Zhao who seemed perfectly content drinking a glass of orange juice, when she made this surprising remark, "Why don't you just marry my uncle!"

Wu Zhao choked on his juice: "Pfft—"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Her face turned red from coughing, and she didn't hear the sound of the wheelchair being dragged beside her.

A warm hand patted her back, and Gu Chen's somewhat helpless voice came: "You're such a grown woman, and you can still choke on your juice?"

He took out a handkerchief and wiped Wu Zhao's mouth, not noticing that Wu Zhao, who had been coughing and blushing, suddenly turned red along with his neck.

She quietly raised her head and glanced at Gu Chen, only to meet his slightly worried dark eyes.

"Dear passengers, boarding for flight J1085 to Beijing is now open—"

Zi Yao reminded him, "Patriarch, we can go now."

Wu Zhao quickly stood up: "Let's go, let's get on the plane!"

Gu Chen: ?

Huo Weiwei chuckled and moved closer to her, "My uncle is handsome and rich, don't you like him?"

"Of course I do—" I love his purple aura!

Wu Zhaoqi.

She only wanted to secretly absorb some of the purple energy to restore her own power; she dared not covet the Heavenly Dao's favored son.

Even the slightest thing you do will get you struck by lightning by the Heavenly Dao. If you really have any wicked thoughts about the Son of Heaven...

As Wu Zhao sat steadily on the plane heading towards the capital, he looked out at the white clouds and sky.

Wouldn't they be struck by lightning and instantly reduced to ashes?!

……

Dijing.

Mysterious Manor.

Deep within the lush garden, a quaint two-story building stands quietly.

The sound of flowing water was accompanied by light footsteps.

A room on the second floor was silently pushed open, and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted out.

"Sir, news has come from Fengcheng."

"He's coming back."

The man in black bowed respectfully, his body trembling slightly, seemingly showing great awe for the person before him.

The man leaning against the window was reaching out to tease his pet, which was perched on the window frame.

A slender, emerald-green venomous snake!

Cold, pale fingers traced the snake's body as the man slowly caressed it before asking, "The person who came back with him, was it the one Shen Jiaojiao mentioned?"

"Yes, sir, it's Shen Zhaozhao. However, it seems she changed her name. Now, she's called Wu Zhao."

Wu Zhao.

The man murmured the name, a faint smile slowly spreading across his lips.

"Very good, this person, no matter what..."

"The person who could make the famous Gu family head personally bring to the capital despite the danger is truly intriguing."

"Bring her to see me."

The man in black lowered his head even further and said, "Yes, Mr. Ye."

Then he left.

The venomous snake slithered up Mr. Ye's hand to his shoulder.

A bewitching smile appeared on that pale yet beautiful face, which resembled that of a woman.

"Gu Chen, let me see who can make you lose your mind..."

Just how special is it?