CHAPTER 60: CHAPTER 61: FENG CHENGJIN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

"..." Trembling silence.

Gu Zixuan for twenty-six years, had never felt so chaotic within her heart.

Looking at her phone repeatedly, she could wait no longer and dialed out, "Feng Chengjin, what are you up to?"

In the tranquil night, Feng Chengjin’s voice was very husky, as if he was preparing to sleep, his tone lazy, yet carrying a touch of a unique gentle smile, "Nothing much, go buy a house you like, let me know if you’re short."

"..." Gu Zixuan felt even more chaotic, took a deep breath, and said, "Mr. Feng, I think we don’t need to..."

"Don’t need what? Is five million a lot?" Feng Chengjin turned over and lay on his side.

Gu Zixuan pursed her lips, knowing that five million was not much to him. Given his worth, he wouldn’t blink an eye at giving away a mansion worth tens of millions happily.

But, she pressed her lips and insisted, "Mr. Feng, I don’t think our relationship is deep enough for you to be this generous."

Feng Chengjin chuckled, "Miss Gu, don’t you think I spent less on that document?"

The low laughter made Gu Zixuan’s face flush and rendered her speechless.

"Moreover, since the big amount has been spent, I don’t mind this bit. Since you currently have no place to settle, go buy a house. Your nature probably won’t let you stay long at Miss Yu’s place, just be prepared."

These gentle words were the warmest concern Gu Zixuan had heard this year, not overly heavy.

Yet they left a faint mark on her heart, a mark of understanding her deepest thoughts.

Trembling silently within, she held the phone.

After a long while, she said, "Mr. Feng, thank you for your gentlemanly demeanor and tolerance for not minding my past mistakes, but this favor I cannot owe. Even if you consider it as just an extra cost for this cooperation, I can’t do it. Thank you, what’s your account number, I’ll return it."

On the other end, Feng Chengjin’s laughter was even softer, "Why so formal, if you really feel indebted, just do the project well, or maybe call me Cheng Jin?"

"..." Gu Zixuan was stunned for a moment on the phone.

Feng Chengjin chuckled lowly, "So, no need, it’s late, sleep." And then he hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping sound in her ear, Gu Zixuan’s heart rippled slightly.

She didn’t know why, but she felt something.

Although Feng Chengjin’s words seemed more like they were saying they were friends now, these minor gestures were unnecessary.

But she always felt that if he were in front of her, he might reach out to rub her hair, and then lightly pull her into his arms.

An illusion?

Shaking her head, Gu Zixuan dispelled the absurd and strange feeling sprouting in her heart at that moment.

Looking at the abrupt bank message on her phone, she sighed softly and placed the phone aside to sleep.

No matter what, she still had to return it to him!

...

On the other end, in a villa on the outskirts of the Pinghu District.

Feng Chengjin lay in the darkness, propping his head with one arm, playing with his phone in one hand.

His bed was large, with a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows beside it, the view was so good that he could almost overlook the entire villa district.

Thinking about the extra "0" he almost added earlier, he tapped his phone case lightly with his fingertips, placed the phone on the nightstand to charge, and slid down under the covers.

As he turned to prepare for sleep, he stared at the empty pillow beside him.

He was slightly dazed, not sure what he recalled, his deep dark eyes gazing for a moment before closing them.