<h4>Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Mo Qian’s Father</h4>


    "Looking at me like that, do you know you’re tempting someone tomit a crime?" Gu Moqian lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice indescribably husky and captivating.


    "I... I’ll stop looking." Ji Wei’s heart fluttered, and she quickly turned her head aside.


    "Toote."


    As Gu Moqian finished speaking, his slightly cool lips pressed down on hers. Ji Wei didn’t dare to struggle, afraid of touching his wound.


    She obediently tilted her head up, allowing him to kiss her as he pleased.


    Their breaths wove together, gradually bing rapid.


    The strange feeling in her heart grew stronger, and Ji Wei finally couldn’t resist pushing him away, escaping from his lips and tongue. She breathed slightly heavily, her cheeks flushed, "Moqian, we should get going."


    If not for being in a hurry, Gu Moqian really didn’t n on letting her go, needing to hold her down and take his fill.


    ...


    The silver-gray Maybach sped all the way down the road.


    The Gu Family’s old house was situated at the foot of a verdant mountain, with a serene environment far from the hustle and bustle of the big city of Rongcheng.


    Upon getting out of the car, a butler came over to greet them early.


    "Uncle Gu, long time no see." Gu Moqian greeted the elderly man standing with his hands at his sides.


    "Young Master has finally returned. The Master has already arrived; let me take you there."


    Uncle Gu finished speaking and led the way in front.


    Walking all the way inside, the architectural style was a courtyard with an antique vor, exuding a sense of age.


    Finally, Uncle Gu led them to the side of a courtyard, gestured for them to enter, and then quietly retreated.


    The courtyard was clean and tidy, with persimmon trees nted in the yard. It waste autumn now, and the trees were full of enticingly red persimmons.


    Right now, under the persimmon tree stood a middle-aged man, dressed in light casual clothes, looking down at the little koi swimming under the water lilies in the water tank.


    Hearing footsteps approaching, the middle-aged man raised his head.


    A handsome and well-defined face, six parts simr to Gu Moqian’s, with some wrinkles from the traces of time and the depth and wisdom brought by decades of experience — it could be seen that he too was an attractive and handsome man in his younger days, likely admired by many women.


    "Dad," Gu Moqian called out.


    "Father, it’s a pleasure to meet you; I’m Ji Wei." Ji Wei greeted politely.


    Gu Zhizhou nodded lightly. When his gaze swept over Ji Wei, his pupils suddenly contracted.


    Why does this face bear some resemnce to Wan Fang?


    Gu Zhizhou suppressed the doubts in his heart and said warmly, "I heard you and Moqian are already married. Congrattions to both of you."


    "Thank you, Father." Ji Wei smiled warmly and graciously.


    Gu Moqian’s father and mother hadpletely different attitudes towards Ji Wei; this man exuded the grace of a modest gentleman.


    Ji Wei now understood that most of Gu Moqian’s character was inherited from his father.


    "You’ve met with Huiru, right?" Gu Zhizhou continued, "She is a bit stubborn sometimes, even as her husband, I can’t handle her at times. But Huiru’s intentions are for Moqian’s good. I hope Miss Ji doesn’t take it to heart. Trust that with time, she’ll see you’re the most suitable for Moqian."


    Ji Wei didn’t expect Gu Zhizhou to say that; she felt touched, "She is Moqian’s mother, I won’t me her."


    "That’s good." Gu Zhizhou nodded.


    While the father and son went inside to discuss details of the great-grandmother’s birthday banquet, Ji Wei stayed in the courtyard to explore.


    The Gu Family’s old house was quite new and interesting in her eyes. After touring the front and back yards, Ji Wei finally stood under the bountiful persimmon tree, looking up.


    The golden persimmons made her gulp.