Chapter 1948: I’m Always Here

“When you turn gray, won’t I be gray as well?”

Gao Zhe deliberately avoided the topic of marriage; he refused to even imagine it. If that day really came, he wouldn’t know what crazy things he might do.

He wouldn’t hurt her, but he couldn’t control himself from hurting the people around her, and that would equate to hurting her. But what could he do; he really couldn’t bear it.

Gao Zhe smoothed the strands of hair at her temple and tucked them behind her ear. “Anyway, in this life when you grow old, I’ll be old too. I’ll try to live longer than you; that way I’ll surely get a glance from you someday.”

Lu Zhenzhen couldn’t take it anymore; she sniffled, raised her head to stop the tears from falling, and with gritted teeth, she cursed, “Useless!”

He didn’t mind and added, “I’ll be here.”

Lu Zhenzhen pushed away his hand and started walking.

The car was parked outside the hospital; she didn’t take a taxi. Gao Zhe took the car keys and pressed them into her hand. “Drive home; it’s not safe this late.”

Lu Zhenzhen raised her hand, not wanting to accept them, but he followed her, insisting on giving her the car keys. He wouldn’t let go, and she couldn’t shake him off. Lu Zhenzhen asked, “What do you mean?”

“You’re probably unwilling for me to drive you, and if you drive, you wouldn’t want to drop me off either. So I thought I’d give you some peace. I’ll take a taxi.”

Lu Zhenzhen turned her head away, then turned back to stare at him.

Gao Zhe was very aware; after giving her the car keys, he was about to leave when Lu Zhenzhen suddenly hooked his finger, lightly tugging it. He immediately came back to hold her hand. “What’s wrong?”

“Ah Zhe…” Lu Zhenzhen said softly, in a low voice, almost tremulous as if she were about to cry.

She called his name.

Just that one call unsettled Gao Zhe’s heart, making it hard to calm down. He abruptly raised his eyes to look at her, so moved that he couldn’t get any words out. His lips moved several times before any sound emerged, “I’m here, I’m here.”

“I want to go home.”

His heart felt tossed high by her, and carefully he asked, “Which home?”

“Qin Bay.”

That was their home.

Gao Zhe had been raised to be the heir to his family. Since childhood, his education included business management. Though he couldn’t hold a position publicly in the company while young, Father Gao had involved him early on, adopting some of his decisions. By the age of ten, Gao Zhe’s net worth had already exceeded nine figures. When he turned eighteen, he dragged Lu Zhenzhen to buy the house she liked, a villa with a river, scenery, mountains, and water. After purchasing it, he moved in, and Lu Zhenzhen often visited. By the time she was twenty, Gao Zhe slyly convinced her to move in.

Qin Bay.

The name chosen by Lu Zhenzhen.

Gao Zhe’s heart felt tightly squeezed; fearing Lu Zhenzhen might regret it, he didn’t dare ask a single question. He took the car keys from her hand, pulled her into the passenger seat, and then jogged to the driver’s seat and drove off.

On the way back, he sped up secretly during the broad road sections.

When they drove into Qin Bay, the servants in the house were still awake. Seeing the young master’s car drive in, they came over to greet him, witnessing him lead a woman out of the passenger seat.

Uncle Yang, the butler, was the closest acquaintance. He was together with the gardener clopping weeds, still clutching a handful of them. As the car approached, he came forward. Seeing the young master bring a woman back made him pale with fright. His mind instantly fabricated hundreds of ways to die and how to explain to Miss Lu.

At that moment, Lu Zhenzhen happened to step into the light. Uncle Yang stared wide-eyed, “It’s the Young Madam!”