Chapter 223: Snowmobile

Seeing that An Nan remained silent, Gu Zhiyu spoke again:

“Don’t worry, I’m nothing like Xiao You. I’m not into swimsuit models or any bad habits. My only interest is...”

He didn’t finish his sentence, but his eyes were fixed intently on An Nan.

An Nan was already taken aback by his excessive sincerity. Now, meeting his gaze, she was even more at a loss for how to respond.

After hesitating for a while, she suddenly struck like a swooping eagle and gave him a quick punch to the chest.

Gu Zhiyu: ...

An Nan said, “Don’t talk so much while eating!”

With that, she dug into her rice.

Gu Zhiyu couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.

Why does this woman always hit him for no reason?

Seeing that An Nan had started eating seriously, he didn’t disturb her further and quietly picked up a piece of tomato scrambled egg.

But while An Nan appeared to be calmly enjoying her food, she was actually feeling very conflicted inside.

It was obvious that Gu Zhiyu was being completely serious with her. Yet she had secretly moved his supplies.

She wanted to tell him about it, but if she did, how could she explain the method she used to move the supplies?

Although their relationship had been developing well lately, she still didn’t want to reveal the secret of her spatial ability.

Maybe it was because of her parents’ issues that she was left with this psychological shadow.

Between men and women, when love is strong, it feels like you can share everything. But can that kind of feeling really last forever?

A lifetime is just too long.

Who can guarantee they’ll spend their whole life with the one they love? If not, then trust that once existed could easily turn into a knife pointed at oneself.

Ugh. Dating really is such a troublesome thing.

The more An Nan thought about it, the more anxious she became, and she started eating even faster.

Watching his girlfriend wolf down her food, Gu Zhiyu couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

Did he express too much today and scare her?

After the meal, An Nan finally responded to his earlier question:

“Let’s talk about checking the warehouse another time. I’m not ready yet...”

She was still hiding so many secrets from him—how could she have the nerve to go look at his stuff?

Since she was keeping a backup plan for herself, she couldn’t just lay all his cards on the table, either.

Gu Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then looked at her and said, “Alright. When you’re ready, I’ll take you.”

After cleaning up the dishes, neither of them brought up the topic again.

The next day, An Nan changed her clothes, getting ready to go check out the snowmobile as planned.

Her schedule was tight today—she still needed to pick up the water tanker in the afternoon—so she hurried out as soon as she finished breakfast.

“I might be back late. If you get hungry tonight, don’t wait for me—just eat first.”

Gu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment.

So she wasn’t taking him along.

He thought for a moment, didn’t ask why, and just said, “Why so late?”

An Nan replied while changing her shoes, “I’ve got a few other things to take care of after checking out the snowmobile.”

Gu Zhiyu glanced at her, knowing she didn’t want to go into details.

So he didn’t ask further, just reminded her, “Alright, be careful.”

An Nan acknowledged him and left.

Fugui, who had just finished his dog food, was a few steps too slow—his owner was already gone.

He stood at the doorway, looking confusedly at the closed door.

Gu Zhiyu curled his lips into a smile. “Fugui, come here.”

The dog looked at the door once more, then finally trotted over to Gu Zhiyu, wagging his head.

Gu Zhiyu patted his head. “Stop looking. Your Sister Nan has abandoned us.”

Fugui obediently sprawled in his arms.

Why did it feel like handsome brother was even more dejected than he was?

As Gu Zhiyu brushed the dog’s fur, he gazed at the door.

How come after handing over all his assets, it felt like he’d pushed An An further away?

That’s not what Long Cong’an said would happen.

Thinking it over, Gu Zhiyu got up, went back to the bedroom to change, and got ready to go out as well.

Fugui immediately sat up straight: “Awoo awoo awoo?!”

He barked and pawed at Gu Zhiyu anxiously.

Gu Zhiyu couldn’t help but laugh at his urgency.

“Alright, alright, I’ll take you with me.”

He found the leash, put it on the dog, and helped him into his thermal suit.

Then, taking Fugui along, he headed out.

Meanwhile, An Nan drove her Knight XV straight to the Zhongguan District.

Sitting in the car, hands on the wheel, her feelings were complicated.

Thankfully, she’d driven the Wuling van to the mountain base last time. Otherwise, wouldn’t she have been showing off this armored car right in front of its original owner?

Then again, even if she hadn’t taken the car before, now that she was with Gu Zhiyu, she could drive it openly and justifiably.

It seemed she really was fated to have this car.

But then she thought, if she ever broke up with Gu Zhiyu, would she have to return the car?

An Nan stroked the steering wheel, feeling a little reluctant.

Lost in her thoughts, she finally arrived at her destination.

The vendor from yesterday was already waiting near the office building.

When he saw the armored car approaching from a distance, he didn’t dare show himself at first. Only when he saw the familiar figure get out did he hurry over.

“Hello, hello!”

An Nan locked the car. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

The man shook his head quickly. “Not at all, not at all.”

In fact, since Zhongguan District was quite far from where they lived, he’d started heading over as soon as he packed up his stall yesterday.

Not everyone was like An Nan—still able to afford gas and drive a car these days.

He used to be a small business owner, driving Benzes and BMWs, but now those cars were just sitting around like scrap metal.

So he’d set out as soon as it got dark and the temperature dropped, walking for hours to get here.

After resting here for a while and catching some sleep, it was about time for their appointment, so he hurried downstairs to wait.

Now, seeing such a cool armored car, he was even more convinced this young lady was no ordinary person.

No wonder she could buy so many useless furs—she had the means to be willful.

He made up his mind to try and sell her as much of the idle stuff upstairs as possible.

They quickly went upstairs.

This building had already been ransacked during the floods—every window smashed, the rooms turned upside down.

The vendor led An Nan straight to a corner where a pile of large items was covered with cloth.

He lifted the dirty cloth, revealing the snowmobile underneath.

An Nan’s eyes lit up. “Bombardier?”

The red-and-black body, bold and rugged design—even though it was dusty, the vehicle was clearly well-preserved.

The man introduced, “You know your stuff, miss! I’ve only used this snowmobile a few times—it’s practically brand new.”

“Don’t mind the dirt. That’s just because some scavengers lifted the cover before.”

As he spoke, he wiped some dust off the snowmobile.

“Luckily, you can’t eat a snowmobile, so it survived.”"