C42

### Chapter 42 - It was indeed a blessing to marry her!

"What, why are you looking at me like that for?"

While Ji Zimo was staring at Gu Sanniang, he had already started walking towards her. He quickly arrived in front of her, Ji Zimo was a Northern Sis, and although he wasn't as tall as Jin Pingmei, he was still 1.6 meters tall. However, when he stood in front of Gu Shibai, he was a full head shorter than him, making him look very petite.

"Nope." Ji Zimo shook his head. He thought of something and said nervously, "Professor, why didn't you drive here?"

"En, we won't be driving today. Let's go for a walk."

Gu Qingbai naturally reached out to grab Ji Zimo, but she sensitively dodged his hand.

"Professor, can we not go out together?" It was dark now, but there were lights on all the roads on the campus, and they would show as soon as they lit up. She couldn't afford to take such a risk.

Gu Shu Bai did not move, nor did he say anything, but his anger had clearly grown. Ji Zimuo, standing in front of him, felt a heavy sense of oppression.

"Professor, do you agree or not?" There was nothing that could be done about the stalemate. Ji Zimo reached out his hand to tug on Gu Shu Bai's sleeve.

"Ten minutes later, at the school gates."

"Alright." When he finally let go, Ji Zimo lifted her face and smiled at him. She released the hand that was holding onto his clothes, then turned around and walked toward the school gate.

Although they weren't together, in reality, they were about seven to eight meters apart. He followed closely behind her.

… ….

"Professor, where are we going now?" After they left the school gate, Ji Zimo followed behind Gu Shibai. After walking for a while, she saw that he didn't have any ulterior motives, so she called out to him.

"If you don't allow me to be with you at school, can we go outside?" He stopped and turned his head to look at her. In his black pupils, Ji Zimo could actually find him, but he could only find him.

At that moment, she forgot her words and came back to her senses. She was already by his side, her hand warm. When she lowered her head, she didn't know when, but his hand had already wrapped around her hand.

"Didn't you say you didn't eat anything for a day?"

"Right." Gu Qingbai nodded. "Come with me for a while, then we'll go eat."

Could she say no? Ji Zimo consciously didn't say anything.

The two of them held hands as they walked forward. To the bystanders, this scene looked like a perfect couple. The male was tall and handsome while the female was petite and adorable. However, the two of them understood that they looked very different from each other.

"Professor, are you still not going to eat?" After walking for a long time, Ji Zimo's legs ached, especially since he held his hands in his for a long time. He felt uncomfortable.

"Hungry?" he asked instead.

"Yeah, a little." She was forced to nod.

"Alright." "What would you like to eat?"

"Me? "Anything is fine." Didn't he eat something? Why did it become her?

"Can I go home and cook for you?" Gu Shenwei pulled Ji Zimo closer to him and held her in his arms. "The food outside is not that clean, shall we go back and eat?" "Hrm?"

"Professor, it's not a Friday." He was too tall for her, and she needed to stand on tiptoe and rest her hands on his chest.

"Hmm, there's no need for you to stay at home. I'm just going back for a meal. After that, I'll send you back to your room. Is that okay?"

She didn't know if he was a man of his word or not, but in front of her, he seemed to keep his word a little too little. Ji Zimo lowered his head and didn't say anything.

"No?"

"..." To say yes, no, to say no would go against his will. Ji Zi was in a dilemma.

"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you anymore." A hand slowly drifted from her back to the top of her head.

Did this mean that he wasn't going to bring her back, or should he go back?

Hiring a taxi, he gave the name "Little East Gate" on the old street, not his apartment.

It was only at this point that Ji Zimo could finally calm down.

The old street, due to historical reasons, the city gate was not retained, but the traditional characteristics, the renowned customs and customs did not disappear along with it.

The main street was divided into two sections, the east section was decorated and remodeled, and retained the characteristic of the early Ming Dynasty, the old street had plaid windows on both sides, rows of doors and doors on the ground, and so on. It was matched with the corner of the roof, the dripping lace and horsehead walls, and the western section of the house was a facade of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which highlighted the famous customs of this southern city, the Dewa pink wall, and the red pillar eaves!

A single step inside was akin to transmigration from ancient to modern.

In the old street, there is a very famous restaurant "Jin pavilion".

Rumor has it that it was a century-old shop. After the changes of the dynasty, it was unable to stand up amidst the flames of war. Furthermore, with its rich historical and cultural heritage, its elegant environment and delicious food made it even more famous.

Many foreign dignitaries specially come to the devil only for the first pint old street "brocade pavilion" delicacies.

Ji Zimo knew that she had lived in Demonic City for so long that she had never been to many places, but she had heard quite a lot. However, she didn't expect that he would bring her here.

It was said that, unlike its reputation, it only opened its stores from Monday to Friday, and had only ten customers every night. It might have been difficult to get a seat in the first ten days or even months or even half a month.

Did he have the intention to bring her here a long time ago? Had he already decided on the location? Or was it because of sudden interest that he was able to get a seat here?

Ji Zimo tilted his head and looked at him.

"What's wrong?" He seemed to be aware of her gaze and turned to look at her. They had already arrived at the entrance of the pavilion, and two big red lanterns hung at the entrance. Light enveloped his tall figure.

"Professor Gu, you're not just a university professor."

"Oh?" "Why do you say that?"

"Oh, this place." Ji Zimo pointed to the inside, "It's said that it's hard to find a rich person." Long luxurious cars, tattoo shops in the courtyard of the old mansion, and then standing in front of the "pavilion", entering as he pleased, revealing his extraordinary identity at every turn, but to what extent? The capital's Ji Clan's comparison?

"It's just a restaurant." He smiled and led her inside.

Ji Zimo wanted to say something, but someone greeted him. "Young Master," he looked up with his voice. It was a middle-aged man in a long grey robe. Some outsiders came by and stopped him.

"This is?" Ji Zi Mo was not used to being watched like this. She slightly moved closer to Gu Shu Bai's side, her movements very light, but she was unable to avoid his eyes, and this action undoubtedly pleased him. He extended his hand and placed it on her shoulder, his voice clear and light, but with a hint of a smile: "My wife." He introduced her to him.

"Young Madam." The middle-aged man smiled and respectfully bowed to her.

"You're too polite." Unable to deny her identity, Ji Zimo could only take out some of the etiquette he had learned before. She reached out her hand to help the man.

"Young Master is so lucky." When the middle-aged man saw that Ji Zimo was so well-mannered and courteous, he raised his head and gave a white smile to Gu Uncle.

"Right." Gu Qingbai didn't say much. He only replied with a single "Yes." This suited his identity and personality. However, why would he say another word afterwards?

"It's a blessing to marry her."