"Put the things down and get out quickly," Gu Xiuyu urged from the side.
Since Di Mingjue did not leave, the other men in black dared not make any move to leave on their own.
Seeing them dawdling even with just placing a box, Gu Xiuyu couldn't help but urge them again, "The items can be left here; you don't need to tidy up."
"We'll leave now," the man immediately replied.
He dared not reveal the identities of Di Mingjue and his group, but he also couldn't let Gu Xiuyu become suspicious.
Having entered the villa, Di Mingjue did not see the Ye Ziyu he wished to meet. He looked up and met the man's timid gaze. He pointed at the bathroom ahead with a finger resting on the box.
The man turned to look, his lips tightly shut, not daring to make any sound.
"May I use the restroom?" the man asked immediately, following Di Mingjue's implied request, fearing he would face harsh treatment if he left the house.
Hearing this, Di Mingjue retracted his stern gaze and lowered his head, awaiting Gu Xiuyu's answer.
Gu Xiuyu was somewhat puzzled. After scrutinizing the man from head to toe, he couldn't discern anything suspicious.
"I really have to go," the man said, clamping his legs together and rubbing his knees against each other.
Seeing his pained expression, Gu Xiuyu did not make it difficult for him. "The restroom is to the left, up ahead."
"Okay, does anyone else want to come along?" the man asked the group behind him.
Gu Xiuyu instinctively looked over. Just as he was about to examine the people who had accompanied him in detail, his phone rang from his pocket.
Seeing him walk away with his phone, Di Mingjue broke away from the crowd and quickly walked up to the man, surpassing him.
"Don't go up there!" the man exclaimed, his trembling legs shaking even more violently as Di Mingjue left without looking back.
Di Mingjue spotted the camera on the corner of the wall; he couldn't remove it in a short time. Letting them record, he moved through the corridor.
His gaze fell on a room next to the one adorned with red wedding characters, specifically the one without them. Without any hesitation, he stepped forward and pushed the door open.
As the door opened, Ye Ziyu lay on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, motionless.
Di Mingjue entered and knelt by the bed with concern. "Ziyu."
A familiar voice flashed through her mind. Ye Ziyu opened her eyes and looked at Di Mingjue, who was standing before her, with disbelief. "How… how did you appear here?"
Was this a dream? She grabbed Di Mingjue's hand and pinched the back of her own hand.
Di Mingjue could not bear to let her feel pain. He controlled her wrist and quickly said, "It's not fake, it's really me who has appeared before you."
Her hands were lifted and placed on his face. Ye Ziyu felt his genuine warmth.
"How did you…?" Ye Ziyu asked excitedly. "Does he know? No, you can't be here. The doors and windows are electrified. Coming here alone is like seeking death."
She was terrified that Gu Xiuyu would find out about his presence and poison him again with his despicable methods.
Di Mingjue placed a hand on Ye Ziyu's agitated body and slowly explained, "Don't worry, listen to me patiently. I'm not alone now; I have people with me downstairs. Tomorrow night is your wedding with him. I know you're unwilling, but the current situation does not allow you to refuse."
"I know," Ye Ziyu nodded in response.
Only by obeying him would they have a chance.
"I've written down my plan on this paper. Take a look tonight, and I'll come with my people to rescue you around this time tomorrow night," Di Mingjue said, pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to her.
Leaving this place would have to wait until tomorrow. Ye Ziyu was already impatient to leave.
Gu Xiuyu was a lunatic; being under the same roof with him required immense mental fortitude to guard against him.