Mi Guo didn't reply to him immediately, taking a sip of tea in silence.
Looking at the half-smile on Mi Guo's face, Wang Dapeng felt something was not quite right. It was then that he slowly began to recall.
No, last night, he seemed to have had a very pleasant conversation with a young woman.
What else did that woman say?
Right, she said he could come find her anytime he wanted, and he had enthusiastically agreed.
Huh?
Was this for real?
No, it must have been a hallucination from drinking too much.
How could it be?
But the more Wang Dapeng thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
Because he felt these things had actually happened. Otherwise, how could he remember the woman's appearance and their conversation?
Wang Dapeng couldn't help but touch his nose, swallow, and say:
"Young Master Mi Guo, I did drink too much last night. Um, I came back with you alone, right?"
"No, not alone."
Mi Guo shook his head with feigned solemnity.
"Ah, then who else was there?"
Wang Dapeng's heart sank. It was over. Did that woman also come back with them?
He nervously looked around, paying special attention to under the bed, as there were no other hiding places in the room, which was completely visible, only the space under the bed could hide someone.
Mi Guo saw through Wang Dapeng's intentions. Remembering what his sister had said about teaching him a lesson, he deliberately let out a cold laugh and said:
"Oh, the good deeds you did, don't you remember them yourself?"
"The good deeds I did?" Hearing the wrong tone in Mi Guo's voice, Wang Dapeng started to sweat profusely.
What excessive things had he said?
What improper things had he done?
"You really don't remember?" Mi Guo said slowly.
"I, I didn't do anything!"
Wang Dapeng felt he wouldn't have gone that far and quickly defended himself.
"Hmph, whether you did or not, you can go back and talk to Sister-in-law Zhang Yu about it!"
"Ah?"
Wang Dapeng was a bit intimidated. He really couldn't recall what he had said or done with that woman.
The scenes at Yihongyuan last night were fragmented memories for him due to his blackout.
He remembered the madam was very hospitable, the girls were beautiful and smelled good, and one girl enthusiastically poured him wine.
Right, that girl had talked about her misfortune during the natural disaster, losing all her family. He started to sympathize with her and kept comforting her.
Well, he was indeed wrong. Why was he comforting her?
In this world, who hadn't suffered from natural disasters?
He was wrong!
Terribly wrong!
Wang Dapeng was filled with remorse, his face turning slightly pale, a layer of cold sweat forming on his forehead, which he wiped away, feeling damp.
"I, I remember a girl talking to me."
Wang Dapeng was in a panic.
Seeing his anxious look, Mi Guo deliberately didn't tell him the truth and snorted, saying:
"Oh, you finally remembered? Think harder, what you said, what you did."
After speaking, he yawned, got up, and said he was returning to his own guest room.
He was so sleepy. To take care of Wang Dapeng, he hadn't slept well all night.
His sister had said that drunk people must be looked after, otherwise it wouldn't be good.
She even gave an example of her friend's father, who, after drinking, was not cared for and choked to death on his own vomit in the middle of the night.
Mi Guo was scared to death, so he had to brace himself and take care of Wang Dapeng.
Seeing Wang Dapeng so frightened now, Mi Guo inexplicably felt a sense of schadenfreude.
Heh, now you know fear, huh? You had such a good time last night?
What was Wang Dapeng thinking then?
Did he think about his wife waiting for him at home?
Mi Guo left Wang Dapeng's guest room with a happy heart.
As he stepped out, he saw his sister also coming out. He quickly pulled her aside and told her about teaching Wang Dapeng a lesson.
When Gu Qingcheng heard how scared Wang Dapeng was, she couldn't help but laugh:
"It seems that Dapeng is still a bit timid, unable to enjoy such romantic fortune.
It's good, though. This time, I'll give him a stern lesson, so he remembers this feeling of guilt and unease. Otherwise, he might truly be infatuated with those girls in the future."
After speaking, Gu Qingcheng invited Mi Guo to go out for a stroll.
Upon hearing about going out to play, Mi Guo's spirits immediately lifted. He was no longer sleepy and trotted along with his sister.
The two left the inn and wandered around the streets to familiarize themselves with the local customs and traditions.
Little did they know, they were being watched the moment they stepped out.
Some unidentified individuals were following them closely but distantly.
Although it wasn't night yet, the shops on the street had already begun to hang red lanterns, and some storefronts were being decorated, preparing for tomorrow's Qixi Festival. Ropes were being stretched, slips of paper for lantern riddles were being prepared, and colorful banners were being put up. The atmosphere of the entire street was beginning to be created.
Gu Qingcheng said enthusiastically, "Mi Guo, I wonder if tomorrow there will be performers selling vigor pills, breathing fire, or swallowing swords."
Gu Qingcheng had watched ancient movies before, and she noticed that during festivals like the Lantern Festival and New Year's, there were always such performances on the streets. She yearned for them.
Especially the fire-breathing performances, which had left her astonished. She wondered what tricks were involved. If there were such shows tomorrow, she could observe them up close and perhaps unravel her mysteries.
As the Qixi Festival approached, the street grew lively with crowds.
Many young women and men also came out onto the streets, and even the clothes they wore had become more refined and beautiful.
The young woman walking towards them, though her hands looked a bit rough and she appeared somewhat downcast, her demeanor and bearing made it clear at a glance that she was once a lady from a wealthy family.
The natural disaster had disrupted the original social strata and order, pulling families of high standing and ordinary citizens down to the same level.
Back then, no matter what their background, they had all become destitute upon arriving on this newly formed island.
Gu Qingcheng secretly flew a drone in a deserted alleyway.
As night fell, the lanterns were lit, and the view from above was even more beautiful.
The main street was brightly lit, and the atmosphere of human life had returned.
Chaliao Island was actually the main peak of the former Chaliao Mountain. After the water level rose to the summit, the parts remaining above the water resembled an aircraft carrier.
The place where Gu Qingcheng planned to build the cargo terminal was precisely in the recessed area on the left side of the "ship."
Gu Qingcheng retrieved her drone.
She couldn't fly it during the day when there were too many people.
Although she couldn't see many details at night, the general outline was enough for now.
It seemed there was more than one group of people tailing Gu Qingcheng; there were two groups in total.
And these two groups slowly began to sense something was wrong.
Each of them discovered that another group was following Gu Qingcheng, but they weren't their own people.
This made the task of tailing Gu Qingcheng somewhat complicated. They had to avoid being discovered by Gu Qingcheng, and they also had to avoid being discovered by the other group.
Gu Qingcheng and Mi Guo were completely unaware.