Chapter 2 Instant Devotion
My father and I stared at each other, unsure what game Shen Zhiye was playing.
His father smiled politely, but he clearly had no idea what had gotten into his son.
"Xiaoye, though Gu Jiao came from the countryside, she is still your Uncle Gu's flesh and blood—and you two had a Childhood Betrothal since you were little."
His father paused, expression turning serious.
"You're usually carefree, that's fine, but marriage is no joking matter. Don't let Gu Jiao down..."
"Dad!"
Shen Zhiye cut him off impatiently, though the tips of his ears turned redder.
"Just handle the money."
When he turned back to me, his eyes softened instantly.
Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making his amber eyes glow.
He couldn't look away.
"My dad doesn't really know me. Don't listen to him."
His voice was low, almost coaxing.
"By the way... can I call you Gu Jiao?"
He stepped closer.
I instinctively held my breath.
His face was inches away—close enough to catch the faint cedar scent on him and see the fine down on his pale skin.
His sharp jawline and the slight upward curve of his lips sent my heartbeat completely off rhythm.
"Heh..."
A soft chuckle sounded above my head.
I suddenly realized I'd been staring at him.
He was clearly delighted, his smile growing wider.
"Looks like Gu Jiao likes me too."
He leaned in even closer.
"How about we get the marriage certificate today?"
"T-That's too fast!"
I stumbled back in panic, looking desperately to my father for help.
But the two elders were already beaming, shaking hands happily.
"I knew these two were made for each other! Old Shen, get ready to hold grandkids!"
His father grinned ear to ear, eyes darting between us, then pulled out a black card and pressed it into my hand.
"Here, Gu Jiao—this is your meeting gift from Uncle!"
This time, not only did Gu Qingqing's expression change, even my father's looked strange.
Was there a lot of money on that card?