The Gu family mansion was brightly lit like never before, decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, with a large red silk ribbon hanging at the entrance and a row of cars parked outside the courtyard.
There were two rows of soldiers standing at the entrance, all of whom were armed.
Zeng Guangzhao saw many high-ranking government officials, familiar colleagues and subordinates, and also, Shi Fang!
Two people who had never spoken before actually came together again, driven by mutual interests.
But what kind of joyous occasion could have attracted so many people?
Gu Cheng just celebrated his 60th birthday two years ago. There are no other elderly people in the Gu family, only…
Zeng Guangzhao's eyes were bloodshot with rage. Gu Cheng, that old scoundrel who doesn't keep his word!
He lifted his foot to rush inside, but a hand reached out from behind and pulled him back into the shadows.
Zeng Guangzhao looked up and saw someone he hadn't expected.
Young Master Yi still maintained a refined and elegant demeanor, much more pleasing to the eye than most wealthy young men with greasy faces.
Zeng Guangzhao never expected to see him here.
He didn't have time to argue with Yi Mu and was about to shake off his arm when he suddenly heard Yi Mu say, "Gu Lanjun has run away from her marriage. The people who are waiting for her are at the city gate. Go and wait for her now, and you can run away together."
After saying this, he released Zeng Guangzhao's arm, straightened his sleeves, and walked towards the Gu family's gate.
Zeng Guangzhao pulled him back, his deep eyes shining like cold stars in the darkness.
"If you dare to lie to me, I will..."
Yi Mu shook off his hand, feeling that he was taking advantage of his kindness and had no sense of propriety.
"I sent the person to meet you. You only have two choices now. Go in and get mowed down; or go to the city gate and meet up with Gu Lanjun and run away together."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Zeng Guangzhao. He walked to the Gu family's door, took out the invitation, and the steward welcomed him in with a smile.
Zeng Guangzhao took one last look at the Gu family, then dragged his injured leg and ran towards the city gate.
When Gu Lanjun learned that her father was going to marry her off to someone else, she didn't make a scene, so that she could escape the marriage smoothly that day.
The result of not resisting was that there were only a few matchmakers and maids in the bridal chamber, and no hidden guards outside the doors and windows.
With backup, Gu Lanjun escaped smoothly.
The rickshaw took her to the city gate. The driver said a few words to the people waiting for him, and then sped off again.
The men sent by Yi Mu, carrying pre-prepared luggage, urged Gu Lanjun to leave quickly.
Gu Lanjun gazed at the deserted street, a glimmer of hope still lingering in her heart.
"Wait a little longer, just five more minutes..."
She stared longingly at the street when suddenly a figure appeared in her line of sight.
When Gu Lanjun saw the person clearly, she burst into tears of joy and ran towards Zeng Guangzhao in her fiery red wedding dress.
"I thought I would never see you again."
After living in fear for so long, seeing him return safely from the battlefield, Gu Lanjun finally felt relieved.
This wasn't the place to talk. Zeng Guangzhao and she held hands and walked towards the city gate, asking questions as they went.
Who is that person?
"The warlord's nephew, Liu Houqi."
Zeng Guangzhao took a deep breath. "That rampant drug addict, he's really gone mad."
Gu Lanjun did not speak up for her father; he had indeed changed a lot recently.
"Guangzhao, come with me. We're going to Chongqing, where it's safe for now."
Zeng Guangzhao stopped in his tracks, and Gu Lanjun's heart skipped a beat. She looked up.
Zeng Guangzhao looked at her and said, "I'm not leaving. I want to seek justice for the brothers who died on the battlefield."
What will happen to her then?!
Gu Lanjun doesn't want to think about anything else right now; she just wants to escape this place with him.
"The battlefield is ruthless, life and death are predestined. They died on the battlefield because of bad luck, there's nothing we can do about it, you..."
Zeng Guangzhao looked down at her, his expression cold and stern.
He rose from a lowly adjutant to a division commander, and as his rank increased, his rough edges became smoother and smoother.
Over time, he almost forgot that what he used to hate most were those superiors who didn't value human life.
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