Chapter 66 - Went Back to the Old Mansion Alone
Chapter 66: Went Back to the Old Mansion Alone
Gu Chu did not listen to Gu Wan at all. She was in her own thoughts.
Besides, she could not be bothered to listen to her fake cries.
She returned to the office and sent Feng Jia a Wechat message. “Shen Shan might be mentally ill?”
After a long time, he replied, “He’s been in prison before. More or less.”
“I thought so last night. He heard me calling for security, but he still didn’t run, like he didn’t care about his life.”
She suddenly frowned and thought to herself, “If he’s really mentally ill, then did he attack me because he went crazy, or was it an actual attack?”
This was the question.
Feng Jia said, “There’s a big client coming this afternoon, and I can’t get away. I’ll get my secretary to accompany you to the hospital.”
Gu Chu replied immediately, “There’s no need. I’ll go alone.”
Feng Jia said, “Okay.”
However, she could go to the hospital anytime. She to go after she returned from the business trip in the capital.
She had lunch at the cafeteria and had a meeting in the afternoon. In the blink of an eye, the day had passed.
When she got off work, her phone rang. She saw that it was from the old mansion’s landline.
She quickly picked it up. “Grandpa?”
Grandpa Feng’s energetic voice sounded. “Chuchu, why didn’t you tell me about something so big?”
He already knew?
Gu Chu facepalmed. “Grandpa, did Feng Jia tell you?”
Grandpa Feng said matter-of-factly, “I’ll know if I want to know.”
“Yes, you’re the best.” She smiled. “I’m fine. I came to work today. It was a close call.”
Grandpa Feng immediately said, “That won’t do. You and Feng Jia will come to the old mansion tonight. I need to see you with my own eyes to be at ease.”
“Okay.”
Gu Chu had no choice but to call Feng Jia. “Grandpa wants us to go to the old mansion for dinner tonight.”
Feng Jia said, “He probably knows about what happened to you last night. I have a drinking party tonight, so you go alone.”
Gu Chu: “?”
It was fine if he didn’t accompany her to the hospital, but now he wouldn’t even go to the old mansion with her?
They weren’t even married yet. What would happen if they got married?
After hanging up, Feng Jia asked the secretary who was driving, “How’s Shen Shan’s investigation going?”
The secretary replied, “Shen Shan’s parents divorced when he was young, and he grew up with his grandparents. He went to prison more than ten years ago, and his grandfather passed away. Now, there’s only his grandmother left in the family, and she lives on government subsidies. After Shen Shan got out of prison, he only went back to visit his grandmother once. After that, he returned to Haicheng City and stayed in the basement until now.”
The secretary added, “This is all that we can find out about him. We can’t find any connection between him and Miss Gu.”
Feng Jia said calmly, “He just got out of prison. His grandmother can’t give him much money. Where did he get the money to travel from the capital to Haicheng City? And even if it’s a basement, Haicheng City isn’t cheap either. Who gave him the money? Go check his account transactions and see if the person who funded him has anything to do with Chuchu.”
“Yes.”
*
After dinner at the old mansion, she returned to Jinyuan Residences.
When she arrived, Feng Jia had yet to return.
She thought to herself, her dad and Old Master Feng were both counting on Feng Jia to protect her. Damn it, he wasn’t even here. How could he protect her?
Gu Chu took a shower and applied body lotion before lying on the bed to sleep.
In a daze, she felt a weight on her body, and her neck was burning.
She opened her eyes, and the smell of alcohol filled her nose. She did not know when he had returned, and her nightgown had been removed.
Although she was not sleeping naked, her nightgown was easy for him to remove.
His kiss fell from her neck to her collarbone, and then he went down bit by bit. Gu Chu felt ticklish and avoided him. “Don’t, it’s ticklish...”
He pressed down on her arm, not allowing her to push him away. Gu Chu bent her body, and her forehead began to sweat. She called out his name helplessly, “Feng... Feng Jia...”
Was he drunk? Why did he suddenly so wild?
In a state of desire, he pressed his body against hers, and attacked her tongue with his.
She was turned over, her back facing up, and her fingers were deeply embedded in the pillow. She was somewhat powerless against him.
Liquid dripped on the white sheets, and soon it was all wet.
She was a little too weak to resist, so she just muttered. He was excited, and there was no sign of him slowing down at all.
Her mind became even heavier...