After parting ways with Xiao Wu, Di Mingjue sat on the stone chair and pondered for a long time.
They had searched the sea area again and again but never found the so-called villa. Could he have magic, making the house appear at will?
The most likely explanation was that they were too careless and hadn't thoroughly checked some hidden areas.
With this thought, Di Mingjue stood up from the chair.
It was easy to get here, but troublesome to leave.
Di Mingjue stood by the roadside for a long time, waiting for a passing taxi, but none appeared. Watching the minutes tick by, he grew anxious.
"President Di, you haven't left yet?"
Di Mingjue looked at Xiao Wu, who had poked his head out of the car, and his gaze fell on their vacant parking spot. "Are you returning to Sijiucheng?"
"Yes. The filming is completed, and we're heading back now," Xiao Wu replied.
"Could you give me a ride?" Di Mingjue asked.
The surroundings were too desolate; there were no taxis, only private cars belonging to people who came to visit.
Xiao Wu glanced at the filming equipment placed in the back seat. With the limited space, fitting someone as distinguished as Di Mingjue seemed rather cramped.
Di Mingjue took out his wallet from his pocket. "Consider it a taxi fare; I'll pay for your gas."
"President Di, you misunderstand. That's not what I meant," Xiao Wu quickly explained. "Look, the back seat is only so large. You sitting here might demean your status; I'm afraid you'll find it unpleasant."
Before his words could fully register, the rear car door was opened. Di Mingjue moved the items aside and then bent down to get in.
Seeing that his concern was unnecessary, Xiao Wu felt even more embarrassed.
"I'm not as delicate as you think, and I urgently need to get back to Sijiucheng. Even if a passing dung cart offered me a ride, I would still get in," Di Mingjue stated.
Xiao Wu exchanged a look with his colleague. They had been narrow-minded. In their daily interactions at the wedding dress shop, they often had opportunities to be introduced to wealthy individuals. When dealing with these affluent people, their attitudes and tones conveyed a sense of superiority. Over time, their impression was that rich people were difficult to serve and would never lower themselves to do things that ordinary people did.
Di Mingjue's words and actions, however, earned their deep respect.
...
The villa on the island.
Gu Xiuyu sat in his study, looking at the polarized opinions on the internet. Some called him a third party, while others believed that Di Mingjue and Ye Ziyu were already divorced, and they had come together out of love.
Amidst the heated online arguments, netizens began seeking answers from Ye's Corporation. The official account of Ye's Corporation was swamped by netizens, with a flood of contentious comments.
As he continued scrolling, Gu Xiuyu's brows furrowed tighter. It had been a day since the announcement, yet Di Mingjue had made no move. Could it be that he hadn't seen it?
Impossible. In Sijiucheng, anyone who went out socially was discussing this matter. Or was he holding back a big move?
Gu Xiuyu exited the current page and browsed through other forums.
Just as he was about to stop browsing, a news report caught his eye.
【A Seemingly Loving Marriage, Actually Kidnapping!】
Below the headline was a photo of Gu Xiuyu, followed by an official police notice.
Gu Xiuyu had been declared a kidnapper. His whereabouts and actions were compiled into articles and spread across the internet. Those who had initially supported him now joined in criticizing him, even deeming him terrifying.
【Selfish! Just because he liked someone, he kidnapped them and kept them by his side? What's the difference between such a person and a pervert!】
【My God, is this true? How could someone who appears so gentle commit such a cruel act?】
【If I were Ye Ziyu, I would probably wish I were dead. To be liked by a mad pervert, enduring the daily harassment, and then being forced to leave my husband and children to be with the pervert day in and day out.】