《Shocking! The Ice-Cold Disabled Big-Shot Stood up to Kiss Me!》 Chapter 1 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation ¡°AHHHH!!¡± Song Qingli was violently thrown onto the bed and the mattress bounced a few times along with her. Before she could react, a black shadow enveloped her and her wrists were grabbed by the man with one hand and placed above her head. She looked at the man in front of her in horror! ¡°Your ¡­ your legs are crippled, aren¡¯t they?¡± The young girl lowered her eyes and looked at the man¡¯s strong legs that were pressing against her. Wasn¡¯t he half-paralyzed? How did he¡­ stand up all of a sudden?! The man didn¡¯t say a word and just stared at her coldly. Her almond-shaped face was pale and her body was trembling. Her black short skirt barely covered her legs. ¡°Did he touch you?¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s dark eyes were filled with suppressed anger. He pinched the girl¡¯s chin and his fingers rubbed her cherry lips. Song Qingli struggled for a while. After guessing why he was mad at her, she couldn¡¯t help but laugh coldly. ¡°Weren¡¯t you the one who asked me to find another man?¡± The man lowered his eyes and leaned over to bite her lips. ¡°Hissss¨C ¨C¡± That was not a kiss but a bite instead. He wanted to tear her apart and eat her up. He tightened his grip around the girl¡¯s soft waist and tore off the clothes that were getting in his way. His eyes were now filled with anger and lust. Song Qingli broke free and placed her hand in front of her chest. There was a look of broken hope in her eyes and she didn¡¯t even notice that her chin was trembling. She only managed to speak in extreme grief and anger, ¡°Gu Zechuan, I¡¯m just a substitute. Who are you putting on this act for?¡± ¡°Are you addicted to acting? It¡¯s such a pity that Song Zhiya isn¡¯t here. She didn¡¯t get to witness your acting skills.¡± Gu Zechuan felt as if his heart was being squeezed hard. The pain was suffocating as he asked, ¡°Who did you hear that from?¡± Song Qingli laughed softly. She lowered her eyes to hide the tears in her eyes and pretended to be cold. ¡°I¡¯m just a weapon you¡¯re using to provoke Song Zhiya. A tool, a chess piece. Gu Zechuan, how long do you think you can lie to me? You¡­ what right do you have to order me around?¡± ¡°No. That¡¯s not¡­¡± ¡°I hate you.¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s body stiffened. He gritted his teeth as his chest heaved up and down. He never thought that these words would turn a calm man like him crazy. Then, the young girl felt pain in her shoulder. She closed her mouth tightly and endured it. She didn¡¯t want to cry in front of him. She didn¡¯t want to show her weakness to him. There was a teary young girl that filled the dark pupils of the man with sweet blood on his lips. He lowered his head and gently rubbed his head against her ears. He interlocked his fingers with hers and said in a cold voice, ¡°You are not allowed to hate me.¡± Then, he sealed the girl¡¯s lips once again. They were tightly locked. Song Qingli¡¯s pupils contracted. She did not expect that the other path she had chosen after her rebirth would lead her to jump into another abyss. ¡ª- 6 months ago, at the central hospital of City A. Song Qingli committed suicide by cutting her own wrist and was sent to the hospital. The drizzling rain of early spring dampened the air, dark clouds rolled and blocked the stars and moon. The thin quilt and pillows that smelled like disinfectant made the people feel depressed and uneasy. When Song Qingli woke up from the hospital bed, her entire mind was a mess. Her black hair was stained with sweat and they were stuck to her face and neck. Her unfocused eyes stared at the ceiling and there were no shades of liveliness on her pale face. She could not exert any strength at all and the cold sweat from her back soaked the sheets. She was still in the midst of the shock of the car accident that happened in her previous life. The car¡¯s brakes had failed and the car rushed out of the guardrails. It spun in the air countless times before it went down the mountain. Her life slowly came to an end with the sound of her crying for help. Song Qingli¡¯s brain was so numb that she could not control the movement of her limbs. So, she took a few deep breaths. There was no pain from her internal organs being ruptured. Other than a slight pain in her wrist, her body was as good as new. The voices of Father Song and Uncle Song came from outside the door. ¡°Now that we¡¯ve offended the Gu family, there is no place for us here in City A. Why don¡¯t we sell the company and I¡¯ll bring Qingli overseas?¡± ¡°But, the Gu family is very powerful. Where can you escape to? ¡± ¡°Then, what should we do? Allowing Qingli to marry that paralyzed man would be equivalent to her being a widow for the rest of her life?!¡± The young girl was stunned. This familiar scene overlapped with her memory. She was¡­.this was a rebirth! Song Qingli could feel her heart racing. She had actually returned to the days before she was married to Gu Zechuan. She and her father had not escaped the country. The money from selling the company has not been taken away by her uncle. Her family did not go bankrupt and her father didn¡¯t go missing. Song Qingli did not die from falling off the mountain due to faulty brakes. There was still room for redemption. The violent spring rain knocked on the glass and a thunderclap cut through the clouds which pulled back the young girl¡¯s heavy thoughts. The incandescent lights in the hospital corridor were glaring. Father Song¡¯s hair had turned a lot whiter overnight and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened. He thought about it for the whole night and decided that he couldn¡¯t ruin his daughter¡¯s future with his own hands. The man hesitated for a while before taking out his phone. He wanted to sell the company and take the money with him so that they could escape overseas. Suddenly, a slender figure appeared beside him. A fair hand with a piece of gauze wrapped around it crossed in front of the phone. The girl¡¯s voice was weak and her eyes were filled with hot tears. ¡°Dad, I¡¯m willing to get married.¡± Her father was shocked for a long time. His eyes turned watery and he opened his mouth to say something but stopped. He only had one daughter. She had just lost her mother last year and now she had to marry a disabled man who was half-paralyzed. As he thought about it, he felt guilty. Since she was young, Father Song had never forced anything upon his daughter. This was the very first time. Father Song was speechless. He could only hug Song Qingli tightly and said in a deep voice, ¡°I¡¯m sorry that I¡¯m so useless.¡± The young girl¡¯s heart was filled with sorrow but the truth was that this was not his fault. Furthermore, she didn¡¯t blame him. Song Qingli was actually very fortunate to have such a father. In her previous life, he chose to be impulsive. The five years of being on a chase had already exhausted them and in the end, they couldn¡¯t avoid the tragic ending. After the rebirth, Song Qingli didn¡¯t want her father to have to work so hard at an age when he should be enjoying life. Wasn¡¯t it just marrying a disabled person who was half paralyzed? It was better than losing her life. Song Qingli had memories from two lives and could predict the future for the next 5 years. Although it wasn¡¯t complete, it was still enough to convince herself to get married to Gu Zechuan. She clearly remembered that Gu Zechuan was not as weak as he looked. In less than five years, he didn¡¯t only send his older brother, Gu Zean, to prison, but he also forced President Gu to abdicate his position and eliminate his dissidents. This allowed Gu Zechuan to secure his position as the president of the Gu Corporates. He even led the corporation to become the top 500 in the world. Why would she escape from this instead of grabbing onto something so good?! She stood in front of the window for the entire night. She watched the rain stop, saw the moon set and the sun rose. The morning light pierced through the thin clouds, shining on the leaves and making them shimmer with golden light. The warm light slowly climbed up the young girl¡¯s face. The young girl was charming. She looked cute but she had a pair of big fox eyes, which balanced out the childishness. Song Qingli was dressed in an apricot-colored long dress and a thin knitted sweater. She had a beautiful face with a drop-dead figure. She was beautiful wherever she stood. She knew that her marriage to Gu Zechuan may be a little rushed but she didn¡¯t think it would happen so quickly. The next day, when the sky turned bright, Song Qingli had just checked out of the hospital with a medium-sized bag when she saw a black Lincoln parked at the entrance. There was a young man, full of smiles, that stood beside the car. His hair was combed to the side, wearing a black suit and silver-rimmed glasses. He looked gentle and his voice was smooth like water flowing down the stream. ¡°Greetings, I am the special assistant of the second young master Gu. My name is Xu Hao. I am here today to take Miss Song to the Gu Gardens.¡± Even without any makeup, the young girl still had a desolate charm. The corners of her limpid eyes were slightly upturned and there was a hint of an amorous feeling in them that were similar to the girls from the Jiangnan Region. Song Qingli laughed coldly. ¡°Is Gu Zechuan dying soon? Why is he in a rush to marry me?¡± The smile on Xu Hao¡¯s face cracked like ice. He never thought that this seemingly soft little girl would have such a vicious tongue. The man pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and said, ¡°Uh ¡­ our second young master has been missing you day and night. He can¡¯t stop thinking about marrying you.¡± He was full of crap. Song Qingli walked toward him with a smile on her face. She threw her bag into Xu Hao¡¯s arms and said, ¡°Then, I¡¯ll have to trouble you with carrying my bag.¡± Xu Hao rubbed his stomach and exhaled. This¡­ this girl definitely came with ill intentions. The young girl got into the car. She wanted to see this second young master of the Gu family, Gu Zechuan, who had been pestering her like a vicious dog for five years in her past life. Was he indeed a man deep in love or was it all just an act? Chapter 2 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation It was early spring and there was a thin layer of frost on the trees. As they drove further into the suburbs, the fog grew thicker. The scenery outside the window slowly flashed past. Song Qingli had a good posture with a curvy waist and thin back. Her back view exuded the mysterious beauty of those from the Jiangnan Province. ¡°I heard that Miss Song has been studying performing arts at university. Are you planning to become an actress in the future? ¡± ¡°The Gu family has a few film companies. Some of the most popular shows are sponsored by the Gu family including, ¡®Xi Gong, ¡®Only 80¡¯, ¡®Three generations of Chrysanthemums¡¯, and ¡®The Japanese are bombarded when they enter the village ¡®. If you are planning to be an actress, you can tell the second young master about it.¡± The young girl retracted her gaze from the window. From her eyes, she was looking unhappy but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved upwards. ¡°Will I have the chance to act once I tell him?¡± ¡°Naturally.¡± The young girl snorted and did not say anything else. When being muddled became the norm, innocence was a crime. The thing that she hated the most were these evil capitalists who abused their power just because they had money and power. It was because of them that the acting industry had become so messy and dirty. The shadows of the trees were mottled and the car slowed down. The car slowly entered the Gu Gardens. The image of an ancient European castle from the middle ages appeared in the eyes of the young girl. The round tower with the arched door looked solemn and extravagant. The entire castle covered an area of more than 10000 square meters. There were roads built leading into the courtyard and pomegranate trees were planted beside the road. With one casual glance, she could see five or six neatly dressed maids waiting by the door. Xu Hao opened the car door and placed his hand on top of the car frame like a gentleman. Although he was someone with a mouth full of crap, his etiquette was still of a high standard. ¡°Miss Song, please.¡± The young girl followed him into the castle. She did not look around as she was not curious about a single brick or tile in the castle. On the way here, Song Qingli had already drawn a rough image of Gu Zechuan inside her mind. According to his shocking achievements in his past life, he must be a very petty and cunning man who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. A man with this kind of personality must be ugly, either with a pair of eyes that were asymmetrical or protruding teeth. He was half-paralyzed and had to sit in a wheelchair. He might even have a big beer belly. The young girl shivered at the thought of it. It was simply ¡­ disgusting! Song Qingli had been pampered since she was a young girl which gave her innate confidence. She knew that there would be commotions once she married Gu Zechuan but after experiencing life and death, all these opinions would be insignificant. There were hundreds of them who were daughters of a small entrepreneur but she ended up being married to the wealthy Gu family. This was only possible with the help of some dirty tricks. The maidservants passing by looked at her with a hint of mockery and ridicule. However, the young girl only raised her chin slightly and looked straight at them boldly, causing the maidservants to immediately look away and admit defeat. She walked behind Xu Hao through the castle for quite some time. From the corridor full of famous paintings to the small forest full of apricot trees. After that long walk, they finally stopped in front of a greenhouse. Famous paintings, apricot trees, Begonia flowers¡­ Song Qingli crossed her arms and looked at the greenhouse. This man was surrounded by elegance but she didn¡¯t know if his heart was red or black in color after cutting it open. ¡°Miss Song, the second master is inside. Please go ahead.¡± The sun hung high in the sky with its golden light penetrating the thin clouds. The greenhouse was huge but there was only one kind of flower planted inside, Begonia flowers. However, they were of different colors and shapes. By looking at it from the outside, the greenhouse was made of glass with large patches of Boston ivy clinging to it, making it look like spring was in full swing. The sun¡¯s light and the shadow passed through the cracks, shining on the begonia flowers of various shapes and colors inside. The young girl stepped into the greenhouse, her long dress breaking the mottled light and shadow. Her sleeves brushed against the delicate and beautiful Begonia flowers. Her long eyelashes fluttered, more beautiful than the flowers. Song Qingli turned the corner of the tall flower rack and saw the man sitting in the middle of a halo. Her eyes narrowed slightly. The sinister and cunning hound that she had drawn in her mind was very different from the one that was right in front of her. He looked so clean. The man had a handsome face and his skin was so fair that one could see his blood vessels. His black hair was fluffy and he was wearing a white shirt. There was a blanket covering his legs with a book in his hand. As he heard the sound of footsteps, he slowly fluttered his long eyelashes and turned around. The first time that they met felt like a dream. Gu Zechuan even had the golden light of the sun shining on him. The moment their eyes met, Song Qingli¡¯s eyes trembled and so did her heart. She avoided his gaze first and looked down. Then, she noticed that there was apuddle of yellow water on the ground very close to his feet. The young girl furrowed her brows and suddenly said, ¡°You¡­peed?¡± It has been said that those who were half paralyzed would not be able to hold their pee. The man¡¯s eyes were clear and he smiled. ¡°It¡¯s just tea.¡± He wasn¡¯t angry about how he was misunderstood. Instead, he gently asked, ¡°Have you had breakfast?¡± ¡°Young master Gu, you invited me here for breakfast?¡± The young girl felt skeptical as Gu Zechuan shouldn¡¯t be such a gentle person. ¡°It¡¯s not a bad idea being the long-term lunch ticket for Miss Song.¡± Song Qingli couldn¡¯t match up the shrewd and reserved Gu Zechuan in her past life with this clean-looking young man in front of her. As the saying goes, never slap the smiling man. Song Qingli had a stomach full of pent-up anger and was prepared to go head-to-head withGu Zechuan. Who knew that this man would be so gentle and friendly when she met him? She had no other choice but to give in. ¡°Are you really Gu Zechuan? The man closed the book and put it on the blanket. His eyes curved upwards and said, ¡°Miss Song, why are you so surprised?¡± ¡°I just think that your face looks a little pale.¡± Song Qingli chuckled. ¡°Looks like someone who¡¯s used to leeching off others.¡± To be frank, if he wasn¡¯t half-paralyzed, all the girls in City A would die to marry him. Gu Zechuan gave a faint smile. He didn¡¯t talk much and wasn¡¯t used to chatting with others. Xu Hao pushed Gu Zechuan to the dining room with Song Qingli following behind. She quickly caught up to Xu Hao and asked, ¡°The second young master Gu looks like a gentle person. He doesn¡¯t look like one who would force others into getting married.¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes were expressionless but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. it was not a smile but more like a look of contempt. They could hear the sound of dogs barking somewhere close by. Gu Zechuan opened his mouth and said, ¡°There are dogs in the Gu Garden so be careful when you walk around here.¡± He was trying his best to avoid the conversation and Song Qingli rolled her eyes. She looked in the direction from where the barks were coming and thought, ¡®is this a reminder or a warning?¡¯ The young girl stared at Gu Zechuan from behind him. As actors, they liked guessing people¡¯s thoughts. For example, after meeting Gu Zechuan for the first time, she knew that he was not a simple man and she had to be more careful around him. It didn¡¯t make sense that such a powerful person in her previous life would be so gentle and warm. Out of curiosity, Song Qingli really wanted to tear off the facade of this ¡®gentleman¡¯ in order to see his true personality. What was the plot behind marrying her? The three of them finally arrived at the restaurant after taking multiple turns. Rich people were so tacky that they wished they could build walls with gold. The walls of the dining room were glowing with gold and the mahogany table and chairs were eight meters long. The bowls and chopsticks were made of jade. The maidservant served two bowls of fresh shrimp congee. ¡°Qingli, can I call you that?¡± Gu Zechuan was sitting in the main seat. His posture was upright. His eyes were bright paired with his red lips and white teeth. His jawline was very smooth as well. A handsome man¡­. that was the only way to describe him. Song Qingli carefully read the deep meaning in the man¡¯s eyes. She suppressed a smile and supported her chin with her hand. ¡°I heard from Xu Hao that you¡¯ve been thinking about me all day and that you¡¯ve been longing to marry me?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± The man¡¯s dark eyes sank slightly. His lips pursed into a faint smile. He was not blushing and he didn¡¯t seem flustered by the question as he answered without hesitation. The young girl scoffed coldly in her heart. He was hiding it so well. If it was someone else who had lost their mind from lust, they definitely wouldn¡¯t be able to withstand the confession of love coming from this clean-looking gentleman. The young girl gently stirred in the porridge with a jade spoon in her hand. She was not someone who complied with the rules and regulations and she loved doing the opposite of what she was told. ¡°In that case, since it¡¯s the first time we¡¯re meeting, you should call me your wife.¡± Song Qingli had lived for two lifetimes and had long since lost all sense of shame. So, it was inevitable that she had a hint of revenge in her eyes. The young girl¡¯s fox-like eyes narrowed as she looked at him and forced her voice to turn soft, ¡°Would that be alright, hubby?¡± Chapter 3 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation Outside the room, there were luscious greeneries. Inside the room, there were two pairs of eyes that stared at each other as if there was a fishbone in their throats. Song Qingli¡¯s eyes were smiling as she scanned her surroundings, secretly pleased as she thought to herself, ¡®You can¡¯t handle this anymore? I was just getting started.¡¯ If there¡¯s ever a day in the future where the Gu family seems peaceful, it must be because Song Qingli hasn¡¯t done enough yet. Gu Zechuan¡¯s black eyes flashed with surprise for a moment. He smiled but did not open his mouth to speak. Instead, Assistant Xu became his mouth. ¡°Miss Song, our second young master is a person who pays great attention to etiquette. Before marriage, it¡¯s best to call him by his name first. ¡± ¡°I see.¡± Song Qingli pursed her lips and lowered her brows as if she was vexed. ¡°But, when I first saw the second young master today, I fell head over heels for him. It¡¯s my fault. I¡¯m used to being straightforward at home and just wanted to quickly confirm my relationship with the second young master. ¡± ¡°Uh ¡­Miss Song, you could¡­¡± ¡°Sure.¡± Gu Zechuan interrupted the assistant and put an end to the farce. The man¡¯s fair and slender hand held the jade spoon and calmly put spoonfuls of shrimp porridge into his mouth. ¡°We shall do whatever that Miss Song wants.¡± He still had the audacity to smile. Although Song Qingli got what she wanted, she still felt defeated. ¡°That¡¯s right, the second young master doesn¡¯t look like someone who¡¯s traditional. What¡¯s the big deal with calling me his wife? It¡¯s the 21st century now, Assistant Xu. You¡¯re being too conservative.¡± Song Qingli¡¯s eyes and brows unfolded like a painting and her pretty nose and cherry lips had a mischievous touch to them. The young girl¡¯s frame was very small and since she was eating porridge, she folded up the sleeves of her sweater to her elbow, revealing her fair and slender forearm. Gu Zechuan looked at the forearm and smiled. They¡¯re so thin, would it break if he pinched it? Assistant Xu did not dare to say another word as both of them were no people to be trifled with. Xu Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead. He did not dare to look at the second young master¡¯s face. He had thought that Miss Song was a woman of integrity since she refused to marry before but little did he know that she was someone completely different. After meeting her today, this woman had no bottom line. Who would call another man their ¡®hubby¡¯ while meeting for the first time? Plus, she kept doing it repeatedly¡­ ¡°Hubby, what kind of books do you like to read?¡± ¡°Hubby, you like shrimp congee?¡± ¡°Hubby, your hands are beautiful and you look good too.¡± ¡°¡­¡± After breakfast, the entire Gu Garden was a mess as the servants were like ants on a hot pan. Most of them were fearful of this woman who had no integrity. The butler, Uncle Jin, led Song Qingli to rest while Assistant Xu was called to the study room. The light from outside the window illuminated the tiny dust in the study room. The sandalwood incense that rose from the table was supposed to make others feel at ease. However, Assistant Xu was standing in front of the desk in fear. ¡°Second young master, Miss Song doesn¡¯t seem to have anything to do with this. If we get her involved, wouldn¡¯t it ¡­ ¡± be unfair to her? ¡°I¡¯ve never fantasized about a love story with her, she is merely a decoration.¡± The man put the book he had finished reading back on the bookcase. His slender fingers covered the back of the book and his eyes were cold and emotionless. As his special assistant, Xu Hao knew everything about the second young master. The reason why the second young master allowed Song Qingli to play this role was that Miss Song Zhiya had used him to get close to the first young master of the Gu family. The second young master had always sought revenge for the smallest grievance. Song Qingli was Song Zhiya¡¯s cousin. Therefore, he had his own impure intentions for marrying Song Qingli. ¡°Will you still be attending Miss Zhiya¡¯s concert tomorrow? ¡± Xu Hao asked carefully. Ever since Song Zhiya had gotten close to the eldest young master of the Gu family, he had been very cautious when mentioning this name in front of the second young master. ¡°Of course. Bring Song Qingli along as well. ¡± ¡°Huh? Sure.¡± The atmosphere in the study room was as cold as ice but at the same time, Assistant Xu¡¯s palms were sweating. ¡®Knock knock¡¯! The sudden knock on the door startled Assistant Xu, who was in an extremely nervous state. He was now like an anxious cat. Who was this person who has a death wish and had the courage to knock on the door of the study room at this hour? The second young master hated it the most when people disturbed his peace and quiet and he only allowed Assistant Xu to clean up the study room for him. As soon as the door opened, they could hear the voice of the person before seeing who it was. ¡°Hubby~¡± ¡°!!¡± ¡°!!¡± When Assistant Xu heard the sound, he really wanted to push the young girl away. Then, when he saw the bowl of soup in her hands, all of the hairs on his body stood on its end. No soup, not even tea, was allowed in the study! Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes were emotionless. His dark eyes stared at the girl¡¯s crescent-like eyes. He was good at reading people¡¯s minds. From the moment she entered the room, he could tell that this girl was harboring evil intentions. The young girl was holding a bowl of warm bone soup. There was a layer of oil on the surface of the soup along with a bone the size of an arm inside the bowl that looked like beef. The bowl, itself, was bigger than a human face. Assistant Xu didn¡¯t even get the chance to stop him and she had already entered the room. Song Qingli held a bowl of steaming bone soup in both hands and walked over eagerly. Her voice was as sweet as honey as she smiled. ¡°Honey, I made you some bone soup. It¡¯s good for your health.¡± Unexpectedly, in the next second, the girl¡¯s left foot hooked onto her right foot and the bowl of bone soup drew an arc in the air before landing on Gu Zechuan, who was sitting in the wheelchair. ¦²(?§Õ?||| )?? The soup drenched the man¡¯s white shirt and the blanket that covered his legs. Gu Zechuan gritted his teeth but before he could say anything, a bone fell from the sky and hit his head. The man¡¯s head instantly became swollen. Song Qingli tried to hold in her laughter. This scene was much funnier than she had imagined. ¡°Oh¡­. I¡¯m sorry, hubby, I ¡­ I¡¯ll help clean it up. It¡¯s all my fault.¡± The young girl took out a towel from her pocket and knelt beside Gu Zechuan, trying to clean up for him. Gu Zechuan¡¯s dark eyes stared at the towel in her hand. Did she come prepared? The man took a deep breath and the air around them seemed to have frozen. His white shirt became transparent because of the soup. The girl paused when she placed her hands on his chest and then she moved her hands along the man¡¯s abdomen. She was even more shocked. Then, when she tried to lift the blanket, her wrist was caught by the man. ¡°Don¡¯t dirty your hands.¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s voice was like the sweet water in the mountains, warm and without a trace of anger. ¡°Xu Hao.¡± At this moment, Assistant Xu¡¯s soul had left his body but he was forcibly summoned back by the second young master. He hurriedly pushed the second young master away from this dangerous woman. The young girl stood where she was and watched Gu Zechuan leave the study. There was a satisfied look in her eyes. Whether it was a vicious dog or a cute little puppy, she would know after testing it out. You can only win the battle by being thorough with your enemy. ¡®Gu Zechuan, you¡¯re the one who chose me to marry you. What¡¯s your motive?¡¯ ¡ª¡ª Song Qingli returned to her room. She closed the door and immediately took out her phone to search: how could a half-paralyzed person develop abs? The answer given by the internet was very pertinent as if there was nothing said. All of them had the same reply; where there¡¯s a will, there¡¯s a way. The corner of the young girl¡¯s mouth twitched. She had gotten nothing out of it. Gu Zechuan was nowhere to be seen during lunch and dinner. Song Qingli asked Uncle Jin about it but his reply was cold. ¡°No one is allowed to ask about the second young master¡¯s matters unless he tells us himself.¡± The sun finally set and the sky quickly darkened. Song Qingli wanted to take a shower. When she opened her wardrobe, she was quite surprised. There were packed with dresses and all of them with their price tag intact. Then, she chose one with a comfortable material as a nightdress. Half an hour later, the girl walked out of the bathroom. The lights in the room that was originally on suddenly went out and her hand that was drying her hair froze. There was another person in the room! ¡°Who is it?¡± Without waiting for Song Qingli to make a move, that person approached her directly. The world spun and she was thrown onto the bed. ¡°Save¡­ huhuhu¡­ ¡± The young girl¡¯s mouth was immediately sealed with tapes. The other party was very strong and was obviously a man. He easily caught Song Qingli¡¯s wrists and tied them to the bed with a nylon rope. Song Qingli lifted her leg and tried to kick the man¡¯s crotch. Halfway through, she was held down by a pair of large hands. The man snorted coldly and tied her feet up. Just when she thought that the man on top of her was a rapist who had broken into her room at night, the man left! That was ridiculous! Chapter 4 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The sky was covered with clouds while the sun shone brightly. The sunlight was partially hidden behind the clouds in the morning sky. The room was quiet. The young girl wore a champagne pink nightdress. Her mouth was taped shut and there were two tear lines on her face. Her black hair was messily wrapped around her fair neck and she stared at the door that was being knocked on. Her big fox eyes were red and they were burning in rage as if a volcano was about to erupt. Song Qingli had suffered such great humiliation on the first night she stayed at the Gu Gardens. How could she endure this? It was already the next morning when the door was pushed open. The maid had knocked on the door for a long time but no one responded. She had no other choice but to find the key. She was here to deliver the dresses and when she pushed in the rack filled with dressed, she was shocked by the scene in front of her before she could even say anything. ¡°AHHHHHHH!!¡± The maid fell to the ground. Song Qingli could see the man who stopped by the door through the gaps between the dresses. He had changed into a formal suit; a noble, custom-made suit that was ironed and clean. His adam¡¯s apple was slightly protruding from his slender neck. He had a cold look on his face as he sat in a wheelchair with a gentle temperament. ¡°Miss¡­..Miss Song, are you still alive?¡± The maid stammered as she spoke. She was looking at Song Qingli who wasn¡¯t even blinking her eyes. The scene on the bed was indeed a shocking one. Song Qingli had been tied up for the whole night. The maid then quickly untied the nylon rope. Song Qingli¡¯s shoulders were sore and her legs were numb. She tore off the tape that sealed her mouth as soon as she was free. The girl felt weak but her eyes were like volcanos that were about to erupt. Then, she pushed away the rack that hung the expensive dresses. ¡°Gu Zechuan, give me an explanation to this.¡± She was mad and yelled at Gu Zechuan. The young girl¡¯s heart felt weak after throwing a tantrum, especially when she saw how the man¡¯s eyes trembled. She must have lost her mind to actually be mad at Gu Zechuan. But, the young girl thought that she had the right to be mad in this situation. Otherwise, if others thought that she was a soft persimmon that could be easily bullied, how would she be able to survive in Gu Gardens in the future? She wanted to be shrewish and no one should provoke her. She wanted others to retreat wherever she walked. The man moved the wheelchair with both hands with a worried look in his eyes. ¡°What happened?¡± ¡°Thief!¡± Song Qingli felt weak and she supported herself by putting her hands on the man¡¯s wheelchair. She did not care how skimpily she was dressed at the moment as she stared at him aggressively. The man turned his head. ¡°There are no thieves in the Gu Gardens. Miss Song, you should put on some clothes first. ¡± Song Qingli lowered her gaze and saw her exposed cleavage. She was not a conservative person. She was not a shy woman who would not cover her chest with her hands just because her cleavage could be seen. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the man who had turned his head. Her chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable. She reached out and turned the man¡¯s head so that he would face her and she spoke to him word by word, ¡°Then, you have a mole here.¡± Gu Zechuan saw the gauze wrapped around the girl¡¯s wrist. It was oozing with blood and the injury looked serious. If it wasn¡¯t treated immediately, it might get infected. The man¡¯s warm fingers easily caught the girl¡¯s hand and he held it in his palm. ¡°Xiao Rui, bring me the first aid kit.¡± ¡°Gu Zechuan, aren¡¯t you worried that there is a mole in Gu Gardens?¡± ¡°Or perhaps, Mr. Gu is the one who did it?¡± Song Qingli wanted to pull her wrist back from his grasp, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn¡¯t. She squinted her fox-like eyes. ¡®Alright, Gu Zechuan, you¡¯re avoiding the question again.You¡¯ve started acting again, right?¡± ¡°Miss Song, I would be more aware than you if there is a mole here in the Gu Gardens. I just don¡¯t think it¡¯s good to tell others that Miss Song was tied to the bed for no reason. I will have Xu Hao investigate secretly and will definitely give you an explanation that you will be satisfied with.¡± As the man spoke, he had already untied the gauze around Song Qingli¡¯s wrist. The blood-stained gauze was already stuck to the flesh. Although his movements were already very gentle, it would still hurt to pull away the gauze that was already stuck onto the flesh. ¡°Hissss ¨C ¨C ¡± Song Qingli gasped. Gu Zechuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. Song Qingli was leaning on him and the two of them were standing very close. The tip of their noses is only a few centimeters apart. The young girl looked into his eyes with her eyes narrowed. After a while, her tone softened, ¡°Why are you still calling me Miss Song? We haven¡¯t seen each other for a day and you¡¯ve grown distant.¡± The man did not look embarrassed at all. He smiled lightly and said, ¡°You should eat something. You sound weak.¡± ¡°Since you dote on me so much, why don¡¯t you feed me?¡± She had been acting like a young girl for a long time and her calves felt cramped. Her body swayed and she suddenly knelt down in front of Gu Zechuan. Song Qingli¡¯s heart was burning with anger. Damn that blood sugar of hers! It was something impossible to guard against. She was still stirring up the drama a minute ago and by the next second, she got on her knees. Even when she was a woman with thick skin, she still felt embarrassed by the sudden change. ¡°I¡¯ll do your bandage first. You should eat something first,¡± The man chuckled from above her head. Gu Zechuan was meticulous in his work. He lowered his eyes slightly and rubbed a cotton swab between his fingers. He dipped it in iodophor and wiped it on her thin wrist. After wiping off the blood, he could clearly see the stitched wound. The wound stood out on her fair wrist like a red rose growing amongst the lilies. Was this the wound from her suicide attempt where she cut her wrist? The man sneered in his heart. It was really interesting to watch this fierce woman put on an act. No matter how beautiful she was, there was always a fierce look in her fox-like eyes. Song Qingli sat on the sofa obediently. If she wasn¡¯t so hungry that she was seeing stars, she would definitely be able to continue the argument. The maid, Xiao Rui, was tidying up the ¡®battlefield¡¯. She picked up all the dresses that had been pushed over and carefully examined them. There were three of the haute couture dresses had been damaged to varying degrees. After her inspection, she turned around and saw how gentle the second young master was towards Miss Song. Her heart was instantly filled with jealousy. Then, she approached them arrogantly and spoke loudly, ¡°Second young master, you picked these gowns personally and I brought them here for her to choose but three of them are ruined now before she could even choose. ¡± Song Qingli touched her bandaged wrist and sneered secretly. This woman was just a maid and she had the audacity to put on such an act in front of her? After a while, the young girl sniffed and suddenly looked up with tears streaming down her face. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and said, ¡°It¡¯s my first day at the Gu Gardens and this happened. I¡­.I was just scared that none of you care about my life and took so long to pry open my door.¡± ¡°If none of you came, I would have died. Huhuhuhu¡­. ¡± Song Qingli was crying like a pear blossom bathed in rain. She did not forget to look at Xiao Rui, whose face was turning green, and there was a hint of provocation in her teary eyes. The young girl then pulled away the handkerchief from Gu Zechuan¡¯s chest. ¡°Hubby, are you just going to let her bully me like this?¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes remained calm. ¡°Xiao Rui, go to the kitchen and get a bowl of millet porridge. Then, change all the dresses here into those that can cover her arms and legs.¡± Seeing how the young master did not scold the woman but was actually taking care of her so carefully, Xiao Rui got so angry that she was about to cry. Then, she quickly turned around and ran out. Song Qingli thought to herself, ¡®she¡¯s just a maid. How dare she act so arrogantly in front of Gu Zechuan?¡¯ Could this maid be Gu Zechuan¡¯s mistress? The young girl continued sobbing. ¡°You¡¯ll be even hungrier if you continue howling like a wolf when you cry.¡± The man was starting to get annoyed. The young girl was stunned when she heard this. Her eyes widened in shock. ¡°Hubby, which ears of yours are hearing it as a wolf¡¯s howl? I definitely sound like a bird singing.¡± Chapter 5 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation As the wind blew gently, the shadows of the trees moved to the east and the faint sunlight slowly shone through the clouds. Song Qingli changed into her casual clothes and was sitting in the dining room eating her millet porridge. The red marks on her wrists and ankles were very eye-catching. Not only were Assistant Xu¡¯s eyes wide open, but even the solemn Uncle Jin was also stunned; let alone the maids whose eyes were darting around. ¡°Miss ¡­ miss song, what happened to your hand?¡± Assistant Xu adjusted his glasses and clasped his hands together. He had only been away for a day but why does it feel like a lot has happened? ¡°I was injured last night but my hubby helped already apply medicine on it this morning. ¡± Song Qingli shook her slender arm, deliberately trying to make the situation confusing. When she said that her injury was related to Gu Zechuan, everyone in the house got anxious. It seemed that she was the only one who was used to calling Gu Zechuan by his nickname. The rest of them in Gu Gardens would sneak a glance at the second young master¡¯s expression every time they heard it. ¡°Huh?¡± Assistant Xu raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth slightly. He only dared to look at the second young master out of the corner of his eye. Could this injury be related to the second young master? ¡®I¡¯ve been with the second young master for so many years, but I¡¯ve never heard of him having any quirks.¡¯ Moreover, the second young master had always been cold to relationships. Could it be that he had ¡­ changed his mind now? The young girl picked up a jade spoon and put the thick millet congee into her mouth. Her half-squinted foxy eyes were filled with a cold light. She looked at Gu Zechuan, who had changed into a formal suit and the tip of her tongue was slowly savouring the soft meat in her mouth. He changed his attire just because she had used his handkerchief to wipe her tears. Was the shrewd man from her past life someone who didn¡¯t pay attention to details? Even if his marriage with her was premeditated, he has been putting on such a good show superficially. How could he have missed out on such small details? After much thought, there was only one possibility. This man really hated her. Since he hated her, why would he force the marriage? His intentions were definitely not pure. Song Qingli had a few more mouthfuls of millet congee. Now that there was something in her stomach, she had more strength but the anger in her chest had not died down yet. After breakfast, she was led by the maidservants to try on the dresses. Several maidservants fought to serve her as if she was going to be the new young mistress. They were fighting for a chance to get on her good side. But, Song Qingli wasn¡¯t used to having people wait on her so she waved her hand and got them to leave. The man was waiting outside. When no one was around, he would always have a cold expression on his face, like the dark moon hanging in the night sky, shining with a faint light. He moved his wheelchair next to the window. While looking at him from behind, his shoulders and back stood out with a prominent outline. After some time, the young girl pulled open the curtain and walked out. Her white hand fiddled with her black hair. She was wearing a french black waist-bound balloon dress. Her waist was slender and her long body stood upright like a piece of jade. It felt like a piece of fine silk being wrapped around a piece of jade. The scars on her wrists and ankles were covered by the dress. ¡°Shouldn¡¯t you tell me where we¡¯re going?¡± She always had an unruly temperament and was not someone to be trifled with. She looked quite polite whenever she was not talking but as soon as she opened her mouth¡­ ummm¡­ it would still be better when she was not talking. The man turned around when he heard the voice. The girl¡¯s figure appeared in his calm black eyes and he was quite surprised.. she was like an autumn leaf that fell into a calm lake, creating ripples. Xu Hao¡¯s eyes were also filled with amazement too. Seeing that the second young master didn¡¯t answer her, he spoke up instead ¡°We¡¯ll be attending a concert, Miss Song. You do not have to be worried.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not worried. I just feel that the second young master should be more honest with me. I¡¯ll be more at ease.¡± There was a hidden meaning in it but she didn¡¯t want to continue the conversation with them. She walked to the dressing table, sat down, and closed her eyes to rest, waiting for the makeup artist to put on her makeup. Gu Zechuan retracted his gaze from her. The look in his eyes was still unreadable as Xu Hao pushed him out of the room. By the time Song Qingli was done tidying up and went downstairs, Gu Zechuan was already waiting in the car. The man¡¯s side profile was incredible to look at and the light favoured him, highlighting his features. He was dressed in a formal suit and there was no blanket on his legs. His long legs were naturally bent and he even wore a pair of shiny leather shoes. His shoulders were wide while his waist was narrow, making him look more mature in a formal suit. Under the cover of his trousers, his legs did not look like they had shrunk. If she did not see him in a wheelchair, she would not have been able to tell that he was a disabled man. She always thought that they had to amputate his legs since he was paralyzed from the waist down but it turned out that she was wrong. A trace of suspicion flashed across the young girl¡¯s face. How did he get into the chair? Was he carried up by that ¡®bamboo-looking¡¯ Xu Hao? At the thought of a man hugging another, the young girl couldn¡¯t help but chuckle. Then, she lifted her legs and was prepared to get into the car but her heels were caught onto her dress. She staggered and pounced on the man who was inside the car. Gu Zechuan wasn¡¯t completely unresponsive. Seeing how she was about to pounce on him, he subconsciously reached out his hand. The man¡¯s body stiffened and his hand seemed to have touched something he shouldn¡¯t have. He slightly narrowed his eyes and lowered his gaze to look at the girl¡¯s ears, which were gradually turning red. After steadying herself, she bounced away at the speed of light. Her face was like a white cloud dyed with the sunset. The usual ¡®gangster¡¯ was now like a crayfish that had been poisoned mute. ¡°You¡­¡± She clutched onto her chest and wanted to curse but when she thought of how he was disabled and was only trying to catch her by reaching out, she kept quiet. However, he did not apologise. Even if it was an accident, he should have apologised. Xu Hao felt that the atmosphere in the car was turning bad so he quickly got onto the driver¡¯s seat. He used his index finger to hook the door and was trying to close it softly, in order to make his presence as low as possible. Suddenly, the second young master¡¯s cold voice came from behind. ¡°Drive.¡± ¡°Yes, Sir!¡± Assistant Xu immediately became serious. Bang! He quickly closed the car door and started the engine. The young girl glanced at the man beside her. His eyes were closed as placed his hands on his legs, pretending that nothing had happened. But, she felt furious instead. ¡°Mr Gu, don¡¯t you have anything to say?¡± Gu Zechuan slightly opened his eyes and there was a teasing look that appeared in his calm eyes. ¡°I apologise for being slow-witted.¡± Song Qingli clenched her fists and suddenly raised her voice. ¡°Gu Zechuan! Shouldn¡¯t you be apologising for accidentally touching it?¡± ¡°Your voice is loud and clear. Looks like you had quite a lot for breakfast.¡± ¡°Of course. I couldn¡¯t even get an extra bowl of millet porridge. The Gu family is indeed a big shot here in City A!¡± ¡°That¡¯s my mistake.¡± The young girl and he didn¡¯t quarrel much because his words were always as calm as mountain spring water. Occasionally, there was an implied meaning in his words but the next sentence was bound to be a soft apology, extinguishing the flames halfway through the conversation. Song Qingli stared at his warm and gentle face and gradually restrained her anger. Having a good-looking husband was also a fortunate matter. Whenever they quarrelled, looking at his face really calmed her anger. The young girl gritted her teeth and chuckled. ¡± Mr Gu, you really have to polish your acting skills. You shouldn¡¯t call me Miss Song. I¡¯m afraid it¡¯ll cause trouble if anyone else hears it. ¡± Gu Zechuan laughed silently. She was someone easy to read. If she was in a good mood, she would call him hubby. If she was in a bad mood, she would call her Mr Gu. Chapter 6 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation As Assistant Xu drove, he used one of his hands to wipe the sweat on his forehead. This was the first time he had seen the second young master arguing with a girl. If they hadn¡¯t arrived at the entrance of the Grand Theatre where the concert was held, the two would probably still be arguing. ¡°Second young master, we¡¯re here.¡± Song Qingli opened the door and ignored the man behind her. She walked towards the entrance of the theatre and only stopped when she saw the huge poster at the entrance. The Grand Theatre was a first-class venue in City A, where only internationally famous artists could hold concerts here. The price placed on this place to rent for a concert was a mystery. But what was she doing here in a place like this? ¡°Song Zhiya.¡± The young girl said it word by word. She clenched her fists tightly and almost crushed her teeth. The young girl¡¯s mind felt a little chaotic and images poured into her mind frame by frame like a movie. A year ago, there weren¡¯t many people who had blood group A, RH negative blood type in the whole of City A. There were only two of them in this city ¨Cone was Song Qingli¡¯s mother and the other was Song Zhiya. Due to their genetic diversity, Song Qingli and her uncle were AB-type RH-negative. So, they lost the right to transfuse blood to Song Qingli¡¯s mother. Meanwhile, Song Zhiya, who had type A RH-negative blood, went missing when her aunt needed a blood transfusion. Her mother had been in poor health since Song Qingli was young and had been staying in the hospital. She would always remember the scene where her mother lay in the emergency room. She held onto the walls and fell to the ground with her legs going weak. She was going around looking for Song Zhiya anxiously. ¡°You promised me. Why did you disappear all of a sudden? ¡± ¡°Do you know that you killed my mother?! ¡± ¡®Song Zhiya, you¡¯re a murderer who didn¡¯t have to bear any legal responsibility. What right do you have to live such a beautiful life?!¡¯ She clenched her fists and looked at the poster. In the center of the poster, there was a young girl, looking elegant and pure while holding onto a cello. Her eyes were curved like an angel¡¯s. Most of them who entered the theatre paid attention to this girl because she was young and beautiful. The most ridiculous thing was that an international big shot like Carl was actually going to be in a supporting role for Song Zhiya. His position on the poster was even lower than Song Zhiya¡¯s cello. She actually had the chance to hold the concert at this theatre where people fought to have. According to what happened in her previous life, she had not seen her cousin for five years. Back then, her father had planned to sell the company and it was her uncle who had incited him to do so. Each member of that family was more disgusting than the last. At that time, due to time constraints, his father had no other choice but to trust him. The procedures for selling a company worth tens of millions of assets were completed in one day. Her father was a man who loved his daughter dearly. When he saw his beloved daughter slit her wrist to end her life as a protest to the marriage and how she lay on the hospital bed with a pale face, he was worried and flustered. He didn¡¯t care what was being handed to him. As long as it was something that her uncle gave, he would sign it immediately. In the end, they left the country and went to their banks to check the balance, only to find that they were empty. It was not easy for them to exchange their valuable items for some money but they still couldn¡¯t get through to their uncle¡¯s phone. Later, after a long time, his father saw on TV that his uncle had taken over the company that used to belong to him and they roughly knew what had happened. In her past life, if it wasn¡¯t for her uncle¡¯s intervention, Song Qingli, and her father wouldn¡¯t have had such a difficult time. Back then, they had to start from the bottom in a foreign country and still have to be on guard every day to ensure that no one was following them. The weather today was great as it was a cloudless day. The scorching sun shone on Song Qingli. She was dressed in a bright and beautiful gown but her entire body felt cold as she stood at the entrance of the Grand Theatre. Her eyes were filled with disgust as she glared at the young lady on the poster. Assistant Xu pushed the wheelchair over and the young man smiled. ¡°Miss Song, there are limited seats in this hall and so I am not allowed inside. I¡¯ll have to trouble you for bringing the second master inside.¡± ¡°Can I not go?¡± Song Qingli¡¯s voice was slightly hoarse. She wasn¡¯t joking. She had never been more serious than now. She hated Song Zhiya so much that she wanted to puke just by looking at her. Gu Zechuan turned his head. He could clearly see the disgust in the girl¡¯s eyes and a moment of confusion flashed across his dark eyes. ¡°Qingli, this will be agood opportunity to announce your new identity.¡± He called her name affectionately as if this concert was held for her. In fact, it wasn¡¯t his words that changed her mind. It was because she felt that it should be Song Zhiya who should be hiding instead of her. Song Qingli took a few steps before holding the wheelchair¡¯s handle with both hands. She held her chin high up and pushed the wheelchair slowly towards the entrance of the Grand Theatre. Compared to the others, the two of them were the most eye-catching ones in the crowd. One was because of the wheelchair and the other was because of their extraordinary appearance. ¡°That must be the second young master of the Gu family. Oh my god, the heavens must be jealous of that family. I thought that the eldest young master of the Gu family was already distinguished and elegant but now that I¡¯ve seen the second young master, he is handsome and full of spirit as well. I haven¡¯t seen such a desolate, noble young man for many years. ¡± ¡°The woman beside him must be the daughter of a small enterprise that the second young master Gu wanted to marry a few days ago. I can¡¯t even remember her name. ¡± ¡°She does look good but with that pair of fox eyes, it might be possible that she has used some kind of dirty tricks.¡± ¡°I heard that the first young master will be here to attend the concert today. I heard that the two brothers don¡¯t get along. I wonder if it¡¯s true. ¡± The grand theatre was shining brightly as the light on the center of the stage was shining brightly as if they have been painted gold. However, there were still talkative and unreasonable people in such a grand venue. The seats at the back were all row seats and it would be impossible for Gu Zechuan to be seated there. Song Qingli had planned to take care of this man properly since she was the one who brought him in. When she noticed that there was a high tea set up in the front row, she went straight for it. Along the way, she could hear those gossiping around them. She was a little annoyed after hearing them. She had an outgoing personality and disliked these gossiping people the most. When she heard the sound of someone muttering, she would turn her head around and stare at them, making them too embarrassed to speak loudly. ¡°Qingli, you shouldn¡¯t stare. It¡¯s impolite.¡± It was as if Gu Zechuan had eyes on the back of his head. He was actually disciplining her. Most of the talkative people were talking about him. She was helping him stop them and yet he was saying that she was impolite. The young girl smiled sweetly and pushed the wheelchair to the front of the table. She slowly sat down beside him and said in a voice that could be heard between the two of them, ¡°Manners and courtesy should only be used on those that deserve them.¡± Gu Zechuan raised the corner of his eyes and said in a calm tone, ¡°Didn¡¯t you say that you weren¡¯t full enough this morning? Have some dessert.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t want to eat it. I¡¯m afraid that you will find me embarrassing.¡± The man¡¯s dark eyes glowed with an interesting look. He took out a square handkerchief from his chest and handed it to her. ¡°If you don¡¯t think it¡¯s embarrassing for me to sit in a wheelchair, why should I be embarrassed of you?¡± Song Qingli looked at the handkerchief he handed over and was puzzled for a while. ¡°Why are you giving me this?¡± ¡°I¡¯m afraid you don¡¯t have anything to wipe your mouth with.¡± ¡°If it gets dirty, you ¡­¡± Would he be changing into another outfit again? ¡°It¡¯s just a handkerchief ¡­¡± Gu Zechuan chuckled. Before he could finish his sentence, a deep male voice came from behind him. ¡°Such a rare appearance, Ah Ze. Why did you come to the concert when it¡¯s so inconvenient? You might as well stay at home. ¡± ¡°Our father has been talking about you for a long time. You said that it would be inconvenient for you to move around but now you¡¯re here for a concert in your wheelchair. If father finds out about this, it wouldn¡¯t be nice.¡± It was a man with slicked-back hair. His face shape was similar to Gu Zechuan¡¯s but his facial features were completely unrelated. He had a pair of phoenix eyes, a hunched nose, and moderate lips that looked more masculine while Gu Zechuan had a more elegant look. ¡°Big brother, long time no see.¡± When Song Qingli heard the way Gu Zechuan addressed him, she finally realized that this was probably the brother who was going to go to prison in the future. With this arrogant look, it was no surprise that he had such an ending. He totally deserved it! Chapter 7 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation ¡°I¡¯ve been busy lately and haven¡¯t seen you in a long time. I forgot to ask about Ah Ze¡¯s current situation. Do you still pee in your pants? ¡± Gu Zean grinned and leaned on the armrest of his wheelchair There were no signs of concern for his little brother in his tiny eyes. The theatre was as silent as cicadas in winter. Gu Zean¡¯s sarcastic remarks naturally fell into the ears of the audience. Those who had just spoken about how Gu Zechuan was handsome and elegant now had a look of disdain on their faces. After all, he was a half-paralyzed person. No matter how handsome he was, he was still a disabled person who had no control over his bladder. This thought itself removed all fantasy anyone had for him. The corners of Gu Zechuan¡¯s lips slowly lifted. There was no trace of embarrassment on his face. His deep, dark eyes showed concern instead as he said,¡±Big brother, don¡¯t overwork yourself at work. Your health should be most important. ¡± ¡°It¡¯s nothing. Oh right! I¡¯ve recently found something great overseas. It¡¯s super thin adult diapers that are specially designed for disabled people like you. Don¡¯t worry. As your older brother, I¡¯ve already bought you a car full of them. I¡¯ll send them to the Gu Gardens someday. This way, you won¡¯t have to be bothered by your urgent needs. ¡± ¡°That would have cost you quite a lot, big brother.¡± ¡°Why would you say that? We¡¯re brothers.¡± Gu Zean¡¯s leather shoes were so shiny that they reflected the light above them. He was wearing a flamboyant dark red shirt with the first two buttons unbuttoned. He had the aura of an upper-class ruffian. The words that he picked seemed caring, but in reality, they were full of sarcasm. He was treating others like fools; even Song Qingli, who was sitting at the side, couldn¡¯t stand it anymore. The young girl put down her crossed legs and tidied up the folds of her skirt before getting up. She flicked her black hair and a sharp glint flashed in her eyes. When she raised her eyelids again, she had a pitiful expression on her face. ¡°Is this the first young master Gu, Gu Zean?¡± The young girl spoke loudly. She stood up and went closer to Gu Zechuan; her actions naturally caught the attention of many people. ¡°I finally got to meet you.¡± A sharp glint flashed across Gu Zechuan¡¯s black eyes. The last time Song Zhiya was by his side. She was also excited to see his big brother and tried her best to get close to him. Song Qingli¡¯s fingertips brushed off the nonexistent tears in her eyes and her voice trembled slightly. ¡°Big brother, you have to help me persuade Zechuan. They always say that only a barking donkey will be fed and only a crying child will get candy but look at him! He won¡¯t even say a word about the pain. ¡± ¡°You ¡­ who are you?¡± Gu Zean looked at the young girl who had suddenly barged into his line of sight and seemed to be saying things that were irrelevant. The meaning of it was as if she was saying that he was a donkey that could bark, but when he thought about it, he felt that she might just be feeling sorry for this disabled person. The young girl changed her position and placed her slender arms gently on Gu Zechuan¡¯s shoulders. She sobbed sadly and her red eyes looked pitiful. ¡°Who else would I be? I¡¯m the person who shares a bed with Zechuan.¡± Song Qingli deliberately highlighted the words ¡®shares a bed¡¯. ¡°My heart aches for him too much. The Chinese medicine that he drinks every day has such a pungent smell that ordinary people would immediately vomit their bile out when they smell it but he swallowed it without a word. The doctor said that if he refused to drink, his health would deteriorate. Every time I see his forehead covered in a cold sweat, my heart clenches and it hurts.¡± After hearing what she said, Gu Zechuan slowly softened the look in his eyes and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips. As she spoke, she even took the opportunity to interact with the people around them. She turned to the audience with a tear-stained face. A few drops of fairy tears rolled down her face and turned her head to sob, ¡°None of you know about this but Zechuan¡¯s legs hurt so bad every night that he couldn¡¯t sleep. He can¡¯t fall asleep even after taking sleeping pills. ¡± Gu Zechuan turned his head with a calm look in his eyes. The man reached out and patted the girl¡¯s hand. ¡°Don¡¯t cry, I only brought one handkerchief.¡± The girl ignored the man¡¯s attempts to stop her and continued to cry. After Song Qingli¡¯s embellishment, the emotions of the people in the theatre changed from disgust to sympathy. There were even a few women, who were sympathetic, and started sobbing softly as they leaned against their husband¡¯s shoulders. Gu Zean gritted his teeth. He put his hands on his hips and squinted his eyes as he sized up the beautiful woman in front of him. She was a pretentious vixen. She had so much to tell from just how this disabled man had to take his medication. The rest of the audience started muttering once again. ¡°The second young master Gu is also a pitiful man. If he had not fallen from the back of the horse back then, with old president gu¡¯s expectations of him, he would have taken control of the entire Gu Corporates long ago. ¡± ¡°I heard that the second young master Gu almost died when he fell from the horse. ¡± ¡°He¡¯s such a pitiful man. His big brother is always envious of him but the second young master is already crippled so he can¡¯t complain.¡± When Gu Zean heard the group of women gossiping about him being jealous of a disabled person, he was so angry that his nose was crooked. He slammed the table and scolded, ¡°I am jealous of a cripple? I¡¯ll pull out your tongues if you continue talking.¡± The entire theatre turned quiet. Song Qingli quickly consoled him. ¡°Big brother, please calm down. Don¡¯t let these rumors hurt the harmony between the two brothers. Zechuan has always respected you as his big brother and has never thought of you as anarrow-minded villain. ¡± She had the coyness of a young girl, now paired with her red eyes and an almond-shaped face. If she wasn¡¯t the initiator of this mess, Gu Zean might have really believed her. However, all of the things that she was saying were stabbing him in the chest and he couldn¡¯t stand it anymore. ¡°You¡¯re the one who¡¯s narrow-minded,¡± ¡°Big brother, how can you say that about me? I¡¯m just a useless woman.¡± Tears fell from Song Qingli¡¯s eyes as she felt wronged. She squatted beside Gu Zechuan¡¯s wheelchair and leaned her head on his thigh as she sobbed. Gu Zechuan lowered his eyes and saw her tears rolling down her cheeks. He reached out and patted the girl¡¯s head. ¡°Qingli, don¡¯t talk back to big brother. The concert is about to start. Come, take your seat.¡± ¡°I knew it. You always keep all your emotions to yourself.¡± The young girl didn¡¯t forget to put on a finale for her show as she covered her face and sat back in her seat. At that moment, the crowd still had their eyes fixed on her. The public has eyes that are as clear as crystal. They only saw a woman who was willing to sacrifice herself for love, a disabled person who had to endure humiliation, and a narrow-minded man. ¡°Ah Ze, is this woman really yours?¡± Gu Zean¡¯s eyes widened and his finger trembled as he pointed at the girl who was still crying. Song Qingli covered her face and peeked through the gaps between her fingers. With Gu Zean¡¯s sparrows-sized tolerance, it was no surprise that he couldn¡¯t win against Gu Zechuan in her previous life. With such temperament, he deserved to leave the show early and go to prison. She had no intention of stirring things up, but as Gu Zechuan¡¯s female companion, they were both on the same boat. He may be able to swallow his anger and endure it, but she couldn¡¯t. Her bottom line was that she will never accept herself to be in a position where she was at a disadvantage. However, Song Qingli did not expect that since Gu Zechuan had suppressed his anger for so long, she had thought that he would continue with the act. Suddenly, Gu Zechuan pulled his elder brother¡¯s hand that was pointing at him and threatened his brother in a soft, gentle voice that was undetectable by anyone around them. ¡°Big brother, our father is a cautious person. He must have arranged spies by your side. If you go too far, I am afraid it will affect your image in his heart.¡± His voice was very soft; it was so soft that only the three people at the table could hear him. ¡°Hmph!¡± Gu Zean snorted. After hearing what Gu Zechuan said, he was like a snake that had its weak spot pinched. His anger dissipated and he looked around before sitting down slowly. ¡°Don¡¯t just bring any random women home. Some of them only deserve to be played.¡± He was saying this on purpose for Song Qingli. The young girl laughed instead of getting angry and thought to herself, ¡®if you can persuade Gu Zechuan to let go of me, I¡¯ll be grateful eternally.¡± ¡°It¡¯s rare to meet someone great.¡± Gu Zechuan pursed his lips and chuckled. Chapter 8 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The concert finally began and the lights around them dimmed. All the lights were focused on the center of the stage. The audience in the theatre held their breath and focused their attention on the stage. Song Qingli also slowly followed the audience¡¯s line of sight and looked over. The golden light shone on a young girl dressed in a long white dress. The girl¡¯s face was small with a pair of big eyes, giving her the look of an angel. There was a cello between her legs. The moment the strings of the cello vibrated, the sad, beautiful, and desolate tune filled the entire theatre. Song Zhiya has had a pair of almond-shaped eyes since she was young. Her brown pupils made her look fresh and elegant. Whenever she smiled, it was as if the air around her turned sweet. Very few people would criticize a girl who had such a sweet smile all the time and would think that she was an innocent and kind girl. However, only those who had suffered would understand that some people were double face b*tches. They were full of evil tricks, selfish to the core, and would do anything to achieve their goals. Song Qingli¡¯s face tensed up and her eyes seemed to be frozen. Her fingers under the table turned pale. She hated musical instruments and the one she hated the most was the cello. From the corner of his eye, Gu Zechuan could see that her entire body was trembling slightly. He was a little curious about her abnormal behavior. Why were her eyes filled with hatred? ¡°I¡¯m going to the toilet.¡± Song Qingli stood up stiffly. She clutched her chest with one hand, looking very uncomfortable. Gu Zechuan¡¯s gaze was fixed on the woman¡¯s back as she walked further and further away. He had once heard about a kind of vomiting caused by emotions. It would make one feel nauseous whenever she saw someone she hated badly. Song Zhiya, who was playing the cello in the middle of the stage, looked over at the audience. When she saw Gu Zechuan, she couldn¡¯t help but be a little surprised which led her to accidentally play the wrong tune. It was such a harsh tone that even a layman could tell that she had played it wrong. Gu Zechuan sat upright in his wheelchair. His face was calm and his black eyes were cold. Suddenly, from the side of the stage, a blond middle-aged man suddenly stood up. He was stammering in Chinese but his tone was filled with rage ¡°What is this? I¡¯m just a foil to a rookie like her? It doesn¡¯t make any sense! I am going back to my country and never coming to this damn place again.¡± ¡°Carl!¡± ¡°Oh my god, it¡¯s really the internationally famous pianist, Carl.¡± ¡°It¡¯s no surprise that Carl is mad. It¡¯s a disgrace to the reputation of an international master to be a foil to a rookie who played the wrong note.¡± ¡°I came all the way here just to see Carl. Tell that rookie on the stage to get off the stage. Mr. Carl, we only wanted to listen to you play.¡± ¡°Exactly! Get off!¡± Song Zhiya was so agitated that she broke the strings of her cello. Her eyes were red from anxiety as she looked at Gu Zean for help. How could Gu Zean allow the angel to cry? He rushed up to the stage and hugged her tightly. Then, he waved his hand and shouted, ¡°Stop that foreigner who¡¯s playing the piano.¡± When Song Qingli returned to the theatre again, the entire place was a mess. The audience was standing around the blond man and on the stage, Gu Zean was holding onto Song Zhiya and was comforting her. The only calm person in the entire place was Gu Zechuan, who was in a wheelchair. He stood out amongst the commotion, like a hot spring in the snow mountain; warm and flowing but also silently melting the ice and snow away. The audience surrounded Carl and tried to persuade him. ¡°Master Carl, please play one piece for us. We¡¯ve all come here to see you. ¡± ¡°Yes, Master Carl. We will regret not being able to hear you play.¡± Song Qingli perked up her ears and listened for some time before stroking her skirt and sitting back down calmly. ¡°Song Zhiya was so bad with her cello that she pissed off Master Carl? ¡± ¡°Yeap.¡± Gu Zechuan let out a soft noise from his nose. ¡°Is this concert funded by the first young master?¡± Song Qingli was initially curious about the person that Song Zhiya was clinging to that allowed her to hold a concert in this theatre. Turns out, it was this bad-mouth, future prisoner. She had thought that Song Zhiya had gotten here with her cello techniques but she actually used her techniques in bed. Song Qingli tugged at the man¡¯s pants and suddenly leaned in close to his ear. ¡°Have you ever heard Carl play the piano live?¡± Gu Zechuan looked down at the girl¡¯s fair and slender fingers tugging at the fabric of his trousers. Seeing the bright glow in her fox-like eyes, he knew that she was up to no good again. The man wasn¡¯t bothered with guessing it and said, ¡°I have never heard it.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve never heard of it either.¡± After saying that, she got up with a smile and the french balloon dress on her swayed as she walked. The girl walked onto the stage. When she passed by Song Zhiya, she didn¡¯t even look at her, treating her like air. Song Zhiya was already crying non-stop. When she saw her haughty cousin, she stomped her feet in anger and cried even harder. Gu Zean hugged her tighter than before and continued comforting her. Back in the audience seat, Gu Zechuan tilted his head slightly and finally saw what Song Qingli had in mind. She sat in front of the piano with her thin neck and slender waist. She placed her hands on the keyboards. She closed her eyes with her long eyelashes and with her chin slightly raised. She was as exquisite as a Barbie Doll that was still in its box. In the next second, the notes of the piano flowed out from her fingertips like flowing water. The noisy theatre suddenly became silent and everyone simultaneously turned their heads to look at the stage. None of them had heard of this tune and perhaps it was an unknown song. It could not be described as majestic but it was most suitable for soothing the heart. The tone was like a warm flow flowing into the heart, relieving one¡¯s anxiety, irritability, and unease. It was unexpectedly pleasant to the ears and inexplicably refreshing. As a pianist and the most authoritative judge here, Carl¡¯s face, which was previously flushing with anger, slowly dissipated as the song was played. He staggered from the back row to the front row, passed through the crowd, and slowly walked up to the stage. The golden light fell on the girl who was playing the piano. At that moment, she was like a goddess in Carl¡¯s eyes. This song, how did she¡­ After the song ended, there was silence. Carl approached with tears in his eyes and asked in his broken accent, ¡°You¡­ how do you know this song?¡± Song Qingli was taken aback. She had heard this song overseas in her previous life. This song was composed by Carl but she did not know the meaning behind it. Carl¡¯s azure blue eyes were as beautiful as crystals. He choked and said, ¡°Perhaps, in this world, there really is such a thing as a soulmate.¡± ¡°I wrote this song for my late wife. I¡¯ve been writing it for almost ten years, but I have never been happy with the ending. The ending of the song that you played today has won my heart.¡± Carl¡¯s grateful eyes touched the softest part of the girl¡¯s heart. ¡°Uh¡­ I¡­¡± Song Qingli did not know how to explain herself. At the same time, Song Zhiya¡¯s face turned green on the side of the stage. She felt very embarrassed. It was bad enough that she was ignored by others but her cousin had also stolen the limelight. She originally wanted to complain to Gu Zean but who knew that when she turned around, she saw Gu Zean looking at her cousin like a fool? She stomped her feet angrily and left. Gu Zean finally reacted and ran after her, ¡°Yaya, where are you going? Wait for me.¡± Carl choked for some time before he spoke. ¡°What¡­..is your name?¡± Carl held onto Song Qingli¡¯s hand tightly. ¡°Can we be friends? ¡± Chapter 9 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The people in the theatre were repeatedly exclaiming in shock. An international master like Carl was actually taking the initiative to be friends with an unknown young girl. ¡°Huh?¡± The young girl was also stunned for a while before she reacted. ¡°Qingli, you can just call me Qingli.¡± ¡°I wonder if you have time to discuss this song with me?¡± Carl hadn¡¯t been this excited for many years. He was even more excited than when he first rose to fame after playing at the Golden Theatre. Gu Zechuan kept his eyes on the girl who was smiling on the stage. Her eyes looked pure with her eyebrows raised and her lips curved upwards. When she spoke, her facial features moved flawlessly and she seemed to be full of life. ¡°To be honest, I heard this song in my dream. I just thought it was nice, so I remembered it.¡± The young girl gave a random excuse. Carl put his hands together and bowed to god. ¡°Amen, did you send a little angel because you heard my prayers?¡± Song Qingli looked at Master Carl whose eyes had turned wet. Perhaps it was because he was thinking of his wife and this song touched the softest part of his heart. The man looked at the song Qingli with tears in his eyes and he couldn¡¯t speak for a long time. After a while, he smiled. ¡°I¡¯ll play you a song. What would you like to hear?¡± Everyone knew that it was extremely difficult to get tickets for the concerts of the international pianist Master Carl. He was a soul performer and was popular all over the world. Song Qingli was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor that she was offered. She held both her hands across her chest and looked at him with a bright look in her clear eyes. ¡°Dolden lake.¡± ¡°I would like to hear you play Dolden Lake.¡± She repeated. Her eyes were still glowing with happiness as she spoke and Carl invited her to sit in front of the piano. Seeing that Carl was going to play the piano, the audience in the theatre immediately returned to their seats. All of them were filled with anticipation. The notes from the piano slowly drifted into Song Qingli¡¯s ears and her beating heart was shrouded in a ray of golden light. In her past life, during the most difficult times of her life, she had cheered herself up by humming to ¡®Dolden Lake¡¯ The notes triggered the memories in her mind. ¡ª They were in a foreign country and her father did not allow her to work, worried that she might be bullied. Every time she saw her father return home with bloody palms, the young girl was beaten with guilt. ¡°My girl, don¡¯t worry. I asked about school fees today. It isn¡¯t that expensive.¡± Her father ate dry bread in big mouthfuls and didn¡¯t even have time to stop for water. It was as if he had not eaten for a day. The handsome merchant that her father once was, was now gone. ¡°You¡¯re still young. You shouldn¡¯t have to worry about money. These are things that should be considered by parents. In a month¡¯s time, I¡¯ll arrange for you to attend one of the schools and you should be able to do whatever you like.¡± Every night, Song Qingli would wake up secretly. She would flip her father¡¯s hand over and look at the blisters on his palm and her tears would start rolling down her cheeks. Her father had never done any manual work in the first half of his life. Although they were not rich, they still had enough. He didn¡¯t have to do manual work in order to earn money. She didn¡¯t want her father to bear all this alone and so she went out looking for a job without her father¡¯s knowledge. Song Qingli worked for the first time in her life. Since she didn¡¯t have any documents with her, she could only work in underground workshops. However, their income was low and she often worked for free. During one of the days when the sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was blowing strong, a young girl walked out of a blacksmith workshop with five euros in her hand and a handprint on her face. This was the money she had earned by making a scene. She has been unpaid for most of the work that she had done earlier. She passed by one of the crowded squares which would usually be filled with musicians, holding all kinds of musical instruments. They never cared how much they were getting paid for their music. With the musical instruments in their hands, they felt like they owned the world. Their souls were the smell of freedom. However, due to the heavy rain, the square was desolate and deserted today. The rain poured onto her clothes and soon, they were soaked. She was like a drowning dog walking in the empty square, unable to straighten her back. It was the middle of summer but the cold wind in the evening was like an ice cave. The wind was so cold that she couldn¡¯t even hold the money and it was blown away by the strong wind. The young girl was exhausted but she had to run after the money. She had worked hard for several days to earn this. The five euros note fell into a paper box which was placed in front of a pianist. Amongst the empty, desolated square, there was only one old man who was still sitting in front of his piano. He happily played with the rain and danced with the wind. The young girl stood in front of the piano and looked at the gift box on the ground. Her five euros fell into the pile of money and she could no longer find her note. The old man looked up and saw a girl that looked like a porcelain doll with Eastern features. She was standing in front of the piano and sobbing softly, so the old man stopped playing. He trembled as he stood up. He looked kind even when he staggered and his back was a little hunched. ¡°What happened, pretty girl?¡± Song Qingli did not say a thing and stared at the money inside the box. She wanted to take it back but her pride didn¡¯t allow it. She had never been so embarrassed before. The old man saw her predicament and bent down to pick up the paper box with great effort. ¡°Are you facing any difficulties now? If you need money, just take it. I don¡¯t need that much.¡± The young girl clutched her pants tightly. She bit her lower lip and sobbed. Then, she looked at the old man with her red eyes. ¡°I¡¯m not taking your money. These five Euro belong to me and they fell inside. Grandpa, could you play a song for me? I¡¯d like to hear something happy.¡± She wanted to hear something happy because life was harsh. Her father would definitely be unhappy as well if she brought back the money so she might as well spend it. The old man could tell that this was a stubborn girl and it made his heart ache. She must have encountered unpleasant events in this new and foreign country. So, the old man ended up playing Dolden Lake. The young girl remembered it ever since. She remembered it for a long time. That evening in a foreign country, where it was pouring at the square, the old man whose hair was all white and his clothes were white from washing, sat in front of the piano and played beautifully. There was a beautiful young girl sobbing next to him and the only thing between them was a tattered paper box with lots of money in it. The young girl wiped off the tears in her eyes with the back of her hand and the old man played Dolden Lake five times repeatedly just for her. He said to her, ¡°If it isn¡¯t life and death, nothing else matters. Don¡¯t cry. As long as you¡¯re still alive, there will always be a way out.¡± Song Qingli calmed down and pulled herself together. Then, she decided to face the current situation with her father. She would have to survive in order for her dreams to come true. The music was still playing in the theatre. The girl closed her eyes tightly. In a daze, she could see the old man with a head full of white hair,enjoying himself as he played the piano. This time, it was the young girl who had tears in her eyes but she was smiling. The golden light above her head kept following her. Gu Zechuan looked at her for quite some time. She seemed to have an inexplicable attraction. This woman who would feign civility with him was revealing her true feelings, which was very eye-catching. Chapter 10 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The concert ended without any more mishaps and incidents. Carl had left Song Qingli his phone number as she had agreed to discuss his music further and he would always be thinking about it. When Song Qingli left, she went to the toilet again to fix her makeup because she lost control of her emotions on stage a while ago. Coincidentally, she met Song Zhiya in the toilet. Song Zhiya¡¯s eyes were still red but the look on her face had already reverted to her normal look. When she saw Song Qingli, her gaze turned sinister. ¡°Cousin, you have such great taste. You¡¯re really getting married to a paralyzed man? It¡¯s such a waste of your good appearance.¡± Song Qingli¡¯s face was cold as she tried to suppress the churning coming from her stomach. She glanced at Song Zhiya and ignored the other woman¡¯s provocation as she tidied up her makeup at the sink alone. Song Zhiya slammed her hand on the sink and rebuked when she saw how Song Qingli had the audacity to ignore her,¡±Song Qingli, what¡¯s there to be arrogant about? Even though Carl is an internationally renowned pianist, he was hired by Zean to boost my reputation. You will always be my defeated opponent.¡± ¡°Hmph!!¡± Song Qingli felt that all of these were very childish. After washing her hands, she shook her hands and flung all the water onto the shameless woman standing in front of her. ¡°What do you think you¡¯re doing?!¡± ¡°Song Zhiya.¡± The young girl raised her eyes and looked straight into Song Zhiya¡¯s eyes. The hatred that emerged from the depths of her eyes could simply swallow a person. Song Qingli gritted her teeth and said, ¡°You may be good at this but for the rest of your life, you better pray that you don¡¯t end up in my hands.¡± Song Zhiya was so angry that she raised her hand and tried to slap Song Qingli after hearing what Song Qingli said. However, Song Qingli quickly reacted and grabbed her hand instead. With a small push, Song Zhiya fell onto the sink and her white dress was stained with water. ¡°If you dare place your palm next to me again, I¡¯ll let you know what it feels like to kiss the floor.¡± Song Qingli turned around and left the washroom. Song Zhiya was left in the toilet, stomping her feet in rage. The audience in the theatre scattered like birds as the event ended. The big poster at the door had long been taken down. When they came, Song Zhiya looked so bright and beautiful but now she became a clown and Song Qingli felt inexplicably happy. It was already noon when Song Qingli and Gu Zechuan got into the car on their way home. ¡°You like playing the piano?¡± Gu Zechuan turned to look at her. Ever since she heard Carl playing the Dolden Lake, she had become mute and sat quietly by his side. ¡°I don¡¯t like it.¡± The girl replied quickly. ¡°If you don¡¯t like the piano, it means that you only like that song.¡± Then, there was a piece of chocolate that was held in his palm. He handed it to the girl and a gentle look flashed across his eyes. ¡°Fill your stomach with this first.¡± The sun hung high up in the sky and the sunlight slowly peeked through the clouds. The green trees flashed past the car window. When Song Qingli lowered her eyes and saw the piece of chocolate in Gu Zechuan¡¯s palm, there was a ray of sunshine that landed on the chocolate. Song Qingli remained quiet for some time then suddenly said softly, ¡°Gu Zechuan, are your concerns sincere?¡± The man raised his head and their eyes met. Assistant Xu was driving the car. It was rare for him to see the second young master carrying snacks with him. He thought that the second young master must be worried that Miss Song would complain that she was hungry. Seeing how the two of them were looking into each other¡¯s eyes, he couldn¡¯t help but come up with a little scheme. ¡°Miss Song, the second young master is worried that you¡¯re hungry.¡± Xu Hao laughed as he slowly drew up a plan in his heart. Although it was very unreasonable for the second young master to force this marriage, it would still be a great love story if they fell in love. The fingertips of the young girl were cold as she picked up the chocolate from the man¡¯s palm. The man retracted his hand but the cold from the young girl¡¯s fingertips remained in his palm. ¡°Turn the heat up.¡± When the car arrived at Gu Gardens, Song Qingli finally felt Gu Zechuan¡¯s incompleteness for the first time. Xu Hao took out the wheelchair from the trunk and placed it by the door. Then, Gu Zechuan used his arms to support his body and quickly moved to the wheelchair. He then lowered his stiff legs from the wheelchair. It turned out that he didn¡¯t need help, he could do it himself. Song Qingli quickly pulled away her gaze. She did not want to embarrass him and quickly walked through the entrance. She was an egoistic person and so was Gu Zechuan. They did not want others to see them when they are at their weakest and most vulnerable. When Gu Zechuan got out of the car, he only saw the back of her head as she left resolutely. Her skirt swayed in the wind and her slender waist and neck, made her look like a beauty in a painting. The sun set in the west and the thin clouds were crimson red. The life of a disabled person seemed simple to outsiders. It was nothing more than fishing and basking in the sun. The day usually passed quickly. Although Xu Hao was his personal assistant, he still wouldn¡¯t bathe the second young master and he was not allowed to do so as well. ¡°Young master, Master Gu has been asking for you lately. You should go back when you¡¯re free.¡± ¡°My legs aren¡¯t working so I won¡¯t be going back.¡± The man pushed the wheelchair into the room alone. Xu Hao stood at the door with his head lowered. He had no idea what Master Gu had in his mind. Even if the second young master was crippled, he was still his son. Master Gu did not have to be so heartless and cruel, leaving his younger son in such a desolate place like the Gu Gardens. Now that Master Gu wants to see him, it was explainable that the second young master would refuse. After locking the door, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes darkened as he moved his wheelchair closer. When he pushed the bathroom door open, he saw a young girl half-kneeling by the pool. She was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts and the water was already half-filled. ¡°Hubby¡­ come and take a shower.¡± Gu Zechuan stopped by the bathroom door. His face was as calm as a lake but his Adam¡¯s apple bobbed up and down, revealing that he was feeling panic. ¡°I don¡¯t need your help with showering.¡± As there was hot water pouring in, the entire bathroom was filled with steam. The girl got up, turned off the tap, and walked over barefooted. Her feet were chubby and her toes were pink in color. They looked exquisite when she stepped on the wet tiles. Song Qingli leaned closer and saw Gu Zechuan gripping onto the wheelchair. She couldn¡¯t help but chuckle. ¡°Do you want me to help you orwould you like us to have a couple¡¯s bath?¡± However, the man looked as if someone had stepped on his sore spot. A flash of gloominess flashed across his eyes and his tone was indifferent. ¡°I don¡¯t need anyone¡¯s sympathy so you don¡¯t have to be a busybody. With the money from the Gu family, you will gain only good things by agreeing to the marriage. You can do anything you want in City A as long as you don¡¯t get too close with any other men.¡± Did this mean that they were acknowledging the contractual marriage? Each living their own lives and not having anything to do with the other? ¡°The second young master¡¯s suggestion is something that I like very much.¡± The young girl¡¯s eyes were smiling as she stared at Gu Zechuan¡¯s angry face for a long time. ¡°You¡¯re taking my good intentions for granted. If I stay here any longer, will you call for someone just to kick me out?¡± Song Qingli crossed her arms and felt excited. She wondered if he would kick her out of the Gu Gardens if she pissed him off. Then, she didn¡¯t have to get married and could go back to her life before. It was a wonderful idea. The young girl looked at the man in the wheelchair. He was the one who was sitting but she felt that he was suppressing her in terms of their auras. Gu Zechuan had a brow ridge that was high and the look in his eyes was deep and affectionate. ¡°Since you want to help me bathe, I won¡¯t refuse it then. I would have to trouble you.¡± With that, the man started untying his belt. Song Qingli¡¯s eyes widened in shock and she reached out to stop him. ¡°Wait, weren¡¯t you angry at me?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not angry. I was just worried that I might trouble you.¡± The man looked like he had accepted it and had removed his belt. Song Qingli watched as the man threw the belt on the ground but he wasn¡¯t going to stop. The young girl started trembling, ¡°You ¡­ y-y-y-you ¡­ wait a moment!¡± ¡°I might have to use the toilet. Since you¡¯re here, why don¡¯t you help me?¡± Song Qingli gulped. This was indeed Gu Zechuan. He was unmoved by force or persuasion. He turned the tables and used her methods against her so that she had no way to escape. Seriously¡­it was such a good scheme! ¡®But, it¡¯s a pity that I¡¯ve already died once. Will I still be afraid of a disabled man?¡¯ That¡¯s impossible! ¡°Alright ¡­ Sure, I¡¯ll help you with it¡­ I¡¯ll¡­..I¡¯ll do it¡± The girl had a panicked look in her eyes and she didn¡¯t have the confidence to speak. She walked slowly and when she got close, she suddenly asked, ¡°Where do you want me to hold you?¡± Could it be ¡­ Gu Zechuan did not expect her to have such courage. For a moment, his mind was in a mess as well. Then, the man sneered. ¡°Where would you like to hold?¡± ¡°I¡­¡± The young girl¡¯s ears turned red. She really wanted to hit her head on the ground and die. She really didn¡¯t know what she was doing! The man was smiling with his eyes and his thin lips opened slightly. ¡°Qingli, if you want to do something, you have to think about the situations that might occur and how to deal with them.¡± ¡°If we act rashly like this, we¡¯ll be easily manipulated by others.¡± Chapter 11 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The darkness was hard to hide and the sunshine was shy. The young girl pursed her lips. Her small face turned pink. She gritted her teeth and said unhappily, ¡°I thought you said that you wanted to use the toilet? Why aren¡¯t you taking off your pants?¡± ¡°¡­¡± Gu Zechuan laughed silently before taking his pants off. Suddenly, Song Qingli felt as if something in her brain had exploded and his actions were out of control. The young girl¡¯s entire body trembled as she ran out of the door. Gu Zechuan looked at her fleeting figure and couldn¡¯t help but laugh. If your cultivations aren¡¯t strong enough, you should never mess with the demon. The light in the bathroom was white in color and the floor reflected the figure of a man standing upright. He took off his clothes piece by piece and when he stepped into the bath with one foot, he heard footsteps coming from behind him. The man furrowed his brows and leaped into the tub, causing the water in the bathroom to splash at least half a meter high. Song Qingli barged in and switched off the lights before entering the room. She then chuckled evilly. ¡°You didn¡¯t expect this, did you? Gu Zechuan, why would I back out? I¡¯m definitely going to bathe you today!¡± The light inside the bathroom suddenly turned dim. When her eyes got used to the darkness, she could then clearly see her surroundings with the help of the moonlight. A hint of helplessness appeared on the man¡¯s cold face. He looked at Song Qingli, who was wearing sunglasses and had her scrawny arms stretched out in front of her. She moved around like a blind person and finally reached the wheelchair after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers. ¡°Hey, where did he go?¡± ¡°Since you¡¯ve turned off the lights, why are you still wearing sunglasses?¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s voice was a little colder than usual. It was like the wind blowing through a glacier, carrying low-temperature water molecules. Song Qingli¡¯s hair stood on its end. She followed the man¡¯s voice and walked in his direction. For some reason, he sounded a little excited when he spoke in his cold voice. ¡°Hubby, you¡¯ve misunderstood. I¡¯m protecting your privacy. I turned off the lights but there was still moonlight. What if I used the moonlight to peek at your body ¡­¡± ¡°You can¡¯t see it but you can touch it?¡± Song Qingli walked toward the bathtub and stepped on the clothes that Gu Zechuan had taken off. She couldn¡¯t think of a way to reply to him, so she decided to just go all out.¡±Stop it with the nonsense. I am going to bathe you since you have already taken off your clothes.¡± He was now a piece of meat on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered. ¡°¡­.¡± The girl moved and stepped on Gu Zechuan¡¯s trousers. It was made of very smooth material and there was no friction on the wet ground. Song Qingli lost her balance and fell into the bathtub. The unfortunate things seem to come true. It was now a couple¡¯s bath. The sunglasses fell into the water and the young girl was lying on the man¡¯s waist. Gu Zechuan¡¯s face was even stonier than the silver glow of the moon. At the same time, his black eyes were as cold as ice as he looked at her. ¡°Qingli, if you feel that your life is too dull, I don¡¯t mind giving you something to do.¡± There were water droplets sliding down the man¡¯s handsome face and his cold face revealed a hint of hostility. Song Qingli could even feel his entire body getting tensed up. This was the first time she was looking at him so closely. The young girl¡¯s hand was on his shoulder and those tight muscles did not look like something a weak cripple should have. ¡°Delicate and Firm.¡± The young girl¡¯s eyes were filled with excitement. Her hand slid across the man¡¯s chest but before she could feel her fill. He grabbed onto her wrist. His hand was like an iron plier, tightly gripping her as if he wanted to crush her bones. ¡°It hurts ¡­ it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. I was wrong. Hey! I¡¯m sorry. Hubby, please do me a favor and let me go. It¡¯s going to break.¡± Her coquettishness and submissiveness were of no use to Gu Zechuan. All she got in return was the man pinching onto her chin as he said, ¡°Get out now. Otherwise, I¡¯ll make sure you¡¯ll be locked in the bathroom for the rest of your life.¡± His gaze was so menacing that Song Qingli got so frightened that she couldn¡¯t say a word. She wanted to leave but she couldn¡¯t break free. ¡°Hubby, you want me to leave but you aren¡¯t letting go of me. Are you just saying one thing when you mean the other?¡± The girl timidly peeked at the man¡¯s expression several times. ¡°Get lost!¡± Gu Zechuan let go of her and the girl fell off his body. Song Qingli walked out drenched. When she reached the door of the bathtub, she turned on the light and her vision cleared up. It was only then that he saw the expression on the young girl¡¯s face. The corners of her eyes lifted and she could not suppress the joy in her eyes. ¡°I will pack my bags and leave the Gu Gardens immediately!¡± Her clothes were soaking wet and since she was wearing a white t-shirt, he could even see her inner wear. Gu Zechuan turned his head and did not look at her. He threw a bath towel over and covered her head. Then, she heard the man threatening her, ¡°Here in City A, it is extremely easy for me to destroy the Song corporation. You better think about it carefully whether you want to stay or leave.¡± Song Qingli pulled down the towel covering her head and the smile on her face disappeared. She could no longer hide the anger in her eyes and her two slender arms were tensed up and trembling slightly. ¡°Mr. Gu, you¡¯re finally willing to remove your hypocritical mask. That¡¯s something that I don¡¯t see very often.¡± The man leaned against the bathtub leisurely. There were no emotions in his eyes and he wasn¡¯t looking at her. His fingers were gently placed on the side of the bathtub. He was obviously disabled but he exuded a noble and arrogant temperament, which made people feel intimidated. His tone was gentle but it was the words that were intimidating. ¡°Qingli, we still have a long way to go, you have to adapt.¡± The young girl pursed her lips tightly. When she turned around and was about to leave, her eyes were fixed on the light switch. She was feeling suffocated from the anger inside her and her hands went out of control, flipping the switch inside the bathroom. ¡°Mr. Gu, enjoy your bath.¡± ¡°¡­¡± The man looked around the bathroom which was dark. Then, he closed his eyes and chuckled, ¡°Childish¡±. The night sky was as dark as ink, embellishing the stars. The moon also rose high into the sky. Song Qingli locked the door from the inside then placed a glass cup on the door handle and pressed the dressing table against the door. When she was done, she placed her hands on her hips as she was satisfied with what she had done. ¡°It is impossible for a thief to still break in after all these.¡± Song Qingli wanted to give her father a call. She had not spoken to him ever since she came to Gu Gardens. The girl pushed open the glass door that led to the balcony and nestled in the rocking chair. She took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and made a call. ¡°Hello, dad. Are you asleep?¡± ¡°I¡¯m fine. I¡¯m quite used to this place. No, no. Don¡¯t you know your own daughter? Is she someone who is easily bullied?¡± ¡°Oh right, dad, has uncle been speaking to you recently?¡± Song Qingli always had her guard up against her uncle¡¯s family. Since she had been so badly harmed by them in the past, she would not be repeating the same mistakes. Father Song hesitated. Why was his daughter asking this all of a sudden? ¡°Your uncle just gave me a contract today. He said that he wanted to start an entertainment company. Since you will be joining the industry in the future and it¡¯s such a chaotic place, I was thinking that if I manage one on my own, it will be easier for you. So, I agreed to invest in the company.¡± ¡°You¡¯ve signed the contract?¡± Song Qingli stood up immediately after hearing that. She was worried that her father would repeat what he has done in her previous life, signing any contracts given by her uncle without even looking at them. ¡°Not yet. I still have some work to do. I¡¯ll head home soon to sign it.¡± ¡°Dad, I don¡¯t like my uncle¡¯s family. Why do we have to keep in touch with them?¡± ¡°Qingli, I know that you¡¯ve been brooding over what happened back then but you have to know that this has nothing to do with your uncle.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve never blamed him for my mum¡¯s death. I blame Song Zhiya. She was the one who ran away at the last minute, causing mum to die from excessive blood loss. ¡± The young girl clutched her phone tightly and suppressed her anger. She had never blamed her uncle for what had happened back then. However, even if she didn¡¯t blame him, she couldn¡¯t face him without being distracted. In her previous life, she lived a terrible life with her father and this was all because of her uncle. As she recalled everything that happened in her previous life, her eyes turned wet and she was trying her best to calm herself down. ¡°Dad, I had a dream. I dreamt that my uncle had transferred all of our family¡¯s assets. We had to escape abroad without a single cent on us. You went to the dock every day to do labor work and when you asked to get paid, they were pointing their fingers at you and were scolding you.¡± ¡°I know you might not believe me.¡± The young girl¡¯s voice slowly turned hoarse. ¡°Uncle¡¯s family is very evil. Can you just stay away from them? Chapter 12 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation Mr. Song wasn¡¯t afraid of anything but he was afraid of his daughter crying. When he heard his daughter crying over the phone, his heart softened. Her mother¡¯s death had left a huge trauma in her heart. As her father, he naturally had to take care of his daughter¡¯s emotions. ¡°Okay, okay, okay. Dad will listen to you. I will not be working with your uncle. Don¡¯t cry, Lili. Daddy will listen to you.¡± Then, Song Qingli burst out in laughter. ¡°Then, it¡¯s a deal!¡± She can¡¯t be having a sad conversation with her father over the phone. Song Qingli always liked to act coquettishly to her father. She said in a soft voice, ¡°Dad, I feel like having sweet and sour fish, candied sweet potato, and pineapple rice.¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t you want to be an actress? I see that other people are very restrained when it comes to managing their figures. They don¡¯t eat sugar or salt. You, on the other hand, don¡¯t have any taboos. ¡± ¡°That¡¯s because CEO Song has great genes and so his daughter would be naturally beautiful. I can¡¯t get fat from eating.¡± ¡°You¡¯re one with a sweet mouth.¡± Song Qingli talked on the phone for more than an hour. In the end, after hearing Father Song yawn a few times, they finally hung up the phone. ¡ª The next day, the sky started turning bright and the light was shining on the castle of the Gu Gardens. After calling her father last night, Song Qingli had a good night¡¯s sleep. ¡®Buzz, buzz, buzz ~~~¡¯ The phone under the pillow kept ringing. The girl was still drowsy as she reached out for her phone and placed it next to her ears without looking at who it was. ¡°Hello, who¡¯s this?¡± The person on the other end of the phone was the voice of a young woman. ¡°Hello, are you Miss Song Qingli? Our company saw your resume and there¡¯s a role that¡¯s suitable for you. If you have time, please come over for an interview.¡± ¡°Resume, role, interview.¡± Song Qingli¡¯s tightly shut eyes slowly opened. She sat up from the bed and glanced at her phone screen. It was a call from ¡®Taiyang Entertainment¡¯. The young girl¡¯s mouth opened and closed repeatedly but she didn¡¯t know what to say. ¡°Hello? Miss Song, can you hear me?¡± ¡°Yes, I can hear you. W-w-w-when should I be there for the interview? ¡± ¡°As soon as possible. I¡¯ve sent the address to your email. ¡± After hanging up the phone, Song Qingli still couldn¡¯t get herself together. She looked at the name that was displayed on the phone repeatedly ¨C Taiyang Entertainment. It was really Taiyang Entertainment!! Her favorite actor, Xiao Yi, was from this company. She had dreamed of working for this company and now she finally received the chance for an interview. The young girl clenched her fists and let out a shrill scream. She jumped up high on the bed and said, ¡°Xiao Yi, here I come!¡± Song Qingli opened her wardrobe and was not satisfied even after changing into more than ten dresses. In the end, she chose a black swan JK dress. The small black blouse highlighted the young girl¡¯s narrow shoulders and slim waist. When paired with a black tie and a pleated skirt, she gave off the feeling of a gothic young girl. After getting dressed, she quickly ran downstairs. Uncle Jin saw a black shadow that flashed by but he was too old to see clearly. He only realized who it was until she was far away and he shouted anxiously, ¡°Miss Song, the second master wants you to have breakfast with him. There¡¯s fish, sweet potatoes, and pineapples.¡± She had already run 200 meters away. Uncle Jin¡¯s legs were not fit enough so he followed her for a short while before he stopped. He looked at the girl¡¯s anxious back and said, ¡°Is she running away? It wasn¡¯t easy for the second young master to bring her home, we can¡¯t let her leave.¡± At the thought of this, Uncle Jin immediately rushed to the dining room. He lowered his head and whispered a few words into the second young master¡¯s ear. The man¡¯s eyes darkened and he lowered his gaze. He picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish with his chopsticks and placed it in his mouth. The fish meat was wrapped in a thick yellow sauce, which taste sweet and sour. Assistant Xu, who was standing next to him, was a little puzzled. The second young master always liked clean food and usually had porridge for breakfast. Sweet and sour fish, shredded sweet potato, and pineapple fried rice would give others the illusion that it was already lunch. ¡°Mother Wang, aren¡¯t these dishes a little too sweet?¡± Gu Zechuan only took a few bites and felt that it was really too sweet. It was extremely difficult for him to accept something so sugary. Mother Wang walked forward respectfully, her face full of wrinkles from smiling all the time. ¡°Second young master, you usually have food that is clean. Most of these dishes are for those with a sweet tooth. You¡¯ve never tried them before, so naturally, you would think that they¡¯re too sweet.¡± After taking a few bites of breakfast, Gu Zechuan put down his chopsticks. Mother Wang, being a detail-oriented person, had already prepared shrimp congee and carefully served it on the table. ¡°You still have to eat breakfast. The shrimp porridge is still hot. Second young master, have some more.¡± The second young master held the jade spoon in his hand and stirred the shrimp porridge in the bowl. Hot steam rolled from the congee. He looked at the fresh shrimp curled up in an orange glow but he had no appetite. The man then put down the jade spoon and turned his head to look at Assistant Xu. ¡°Second young master, what do you need me to do?¡± Assistant Xu leaned over and listened. ¡°Alright, I understand.¡± ¡ª¡ª The sky was clear and the sun was getting brighter causing the summer heat to get stronger. Song Qingli called a taxi on her phone and waited for half an hour but there was no one that would pick her up. In the end, she had to add another 50 yuan to the fare before she finally met someone who accepted the offer. The young girl stood under the shade of a tree. Her black hair stuck to her neck due to all the sweat from the heat. She fanned herself with her hand as she was extremely anxious, and finally, she saw the car arrive. ¡°Sir, please turn on the air conditioner. It¡¯s a little hot.¡± ¡°I¡¯m sorry, you can¡¯t use air conditioning in the express car. If you want to use air conditioning, you¡¯ll have to pay an extra five yuan.¡± The driver spoke with a dull expression on his face. The young girl paused as she was closing the door. She blinked and looked at the driver. ¡°Sir, doesn¡¯t this go against your conscience? I¡¯ve already paid 50 yuan extra for the ride.¡± ¡°It¡¯s five yuan to turn on the air conditioner.¡± ¡°I¡­ alright, five yuan then. I still have money for that.¡±If it wasn¡¯t for the interview later and Song Qingli didn¡¯t want to be seen sweating, she wouldn¡¯t have spent five yuan to turn on the air conditioner. It sounded so ridiculous. After an hour¡¯s journey, they finally arrived at Taiyang Entertainment. The young lady got out of the car and stood there in a daze. The huge 3D screen was showing the shining moments of the popular actors. Song Qingli stood at the bottom of the huge building and felt like an ant. The entire building felt like a giant that was about to collapse and this kind of pressure made her a little excited. This was the first time she was so close to her idol. She has liked Xiao Yi since high school after watching him act in the ¡®Ancient Sword Technique¡¯. Back then, Xiao Yi became the hottest topic on all major platforms. Even if he appeared for only five minutes, he could greatly increase the usage of those online platforms. Unfortunately, in her previous life, when Song Qingli was overseas, she found out that the superstar had fallen from his throne because he got into a relationship. After exposing the relationship, he lost a lot of fans. At that time, Song Qingli was facing the most difficult period in her life. She was both happy and sad when she saw the news about her idol. She was happy that her idol finally found the girl that he liked and would live happily ever after. However, she was also sad because she felt as if the pure and innocent person in her heart had been sullied. Getting into a relationship for idols like him meant that he would be losing fans and jobs but all of these were temporary. The issue that made Xiao Yi the target of public criticism was his girlfriend¡¯s scandals. It was as if someone was deliberately messing with her. Back then, photos of her drinking with the director and producers in hotels in exchange for a role were exposed one by one. One of the best actors of their generation had fallen into the hands of a woman. Within one month, Xiao Yi suffered from depression and lost up to 30 pounds. Chapter 13 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation It was a clear, blue sky with no clouds. Song Qingli looked at the signboard of ¡®Taiyang Entertainment¡¯ and happily strode in. She hoped that this was the place where her dreams began. The appearance of the young girl was like an unripe fruit in the early spring. She was surrounded with a sense of hope and expectation for the future and the broken stars in her eyes exuded a charming brilliance. Most newcomers would look exactly like this. ¡°Hello, I¡¯m here for an interview. This is the email the interviewer sent me. Which floor should I go to?¡± Song Qingli opened her phone and showed it to the receptionist. The receptionist was a young lady with heavy makeup on her face. From the moment she saw Song Qingli, a mocking smile appeared in her eyes. She merely glanced at the message on her phone and thought to herself, ¡®another sasaeng* fan, using fake information to pass off the real one.¡¯ ¡°You can¡¯t go up without an appointment. Even if you had an email, I still can¡¯t allow you to..¡± Song Qingli frowned slightly. She could tell that the front desk lady was not friendly but no matter how angry she was, she could only suppress her anger. ¡°I¡¯ll make a call first.¡± The girl took a few steps and sat down on the sofa in the service area. The receptionist rolled her eyes and put on a fake smile as she muttered to herself, ¡°These sasaeng fans these days are getting really arrogant. They would get into Taiyang Entertainment by any means possible but they didn¡¯t even take a look at where they are. Did they really think that they would be able to enter just because they look pretty?¡± When the young girl heard what she said, she turned around and looked at the receptionist. A sasaeng fan? Did she look like one? The front desk lady felt the stare on her and her anger suddenly rose like there was oil being poured into an open fire. She walked over arrogantly, swaying her waist, and said to Song Qingli, ¡°If you can¡¯t get through, please leave Taiyang Entertainment immediately. Our rest area is not for sasaeng fans.¡± From what she said, this woman just assumed that she was a sasaeng fan? It was really unreasonable. Although she really wanted to come to Taiyang Entertainment for an interview, she would not allow anyone to look down on her like that. Song Qingli looked at the phone that didn¡¯t go through and simply hung up. She stood up slowly and tucked her long hair behind her ears. She was 170cm tall, with a good figure and a straight back. Whether it was her temperament or height, she was definitely superior to the other woman. ¡°Slander is legally binding. Miss, are you really going to slander others every time you open your mouth?¡± ¡°What did you just say?¡± ¡°I said you¡¯re just a dog taking advantage of your master¡¯s power. Can¡¯t you understand?¡± The young girl lowered her voice and slowly said the words one by one to her. ¡°You¡­.!!!¡± Then, a black nanny van arrived at the door of the building. There was also a group of fans holding up light signs and screams filled the air. The front desk lady and Song Qingli¡¯s gazes were attracted by the man who got out of the nanny van. ¡°Brother Xiao Yi! You have to take care of yourself when you¡¯re filming. Don¡¯t ever get injured.¡± ¡°Brother Xiao Yi! This is a letter from us, you must accept it.¡± ¡°Brother Xiao Yi, we love you! We will love you forever!¡± ¡°The great Xiao! You shall rule the world!¡± Song Qingli¡¯s eyes turned teary and the hot air that she exhaled from her lungs burned her trachea. The blood in her entire body started boiling. Then, she saw a slender man with silver-white hair squeeze out of the crowd. His eyebrows were long and slender and his eyes seemed to contain thousands of stars; those eyes would look affectionate even if he was just looking at a dog. Xiao Yi!!! The young girl unconsciously took a few steps closer and her pace was slowly getting faster. She felt as if something had exploded in her heart. The fans at the door were all stopped by the security guards. Xiao Yi was dressed in the latest Bulgari suit. He looked like the son of a wealthy family, looking beautiful and astonishing. Her idol was standing right there. There were dimples at the corners of the man¡¯s mouth and his smile was very charming. He waved his hand to say goodbye to his fans. When he turned around, he saw a young girl with hearts in her eyes. She was in a daze as if she was confused. The front desk lady knew that she made the right assumptions when she saw her expression. In the past, there would always be sasaeng fans or even haters who would deliberately disguise themselves as interviewees and sneaked into Taiyang Entertainment just to get close to these celebrities and big shots. ¡°I knew it! You are indeed a sasaeng fan and you were still pretending that you¡¯re auditioning for a role. Where are the security guards? Throw her out.¡± ¡°Get this sasaeng fan out of here now!¡± Xiao Yi saw her the moment he entered the company. After being in the entertainment industry for a long time, where there were many beautiful women, he had long developed resistance toward good-looking people. However, when he saw the young girl in front of him, he couldn¡¯t help but look at her a few more times. Her clear eyes made it irresistible to look at and she had a huge pair of gorgeous fox eyes. The girl¡¯s passionate and pure look in her eyes made him feel as if it was a lifetime ago. Unlike the eyes of fans that were filled with admiration, the look in her eyes was like the purest lake water in the Tibetan region; so clear that you could see the bottom of the lake even with the ripples present. The man noticed that the receptionist had called for the security guard but the girl was still acting indifferent. He didn¡¯t have to care about all these. Perhaps this girl was indeed a sasaeng fan like what the receptionist said. However, the man still subconsciously reached out to stop the security guard. ¡°You said that you¡¯re here for an interview?¡± Song Qingli stared blankly for a while before she retracted her infatuated look. She nodded and only managed to stiffly say one word, ¡°Yes.¡± ¡°Teacher Xiao, there have been a lot of sasaeng fans who have infiltrated the company under the name of the interviewees. We have already caught many of them. For the safety of the artists, we can¡¯t allow her to go in so easily. If something happens, I can¡¯t bear the responsibilities of it.¡± The receptionist was unyielding. She just didn¡¯t want Song Qingli to enter the building. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t be the one to determine if she is a sasaeng fan or not.¡± Xiao Yi hinted at his assistant, Sister Xia; who reacted immediately and pulled the receptionist to the side, explaining the situation in detail. Song Qingli stared at her idol as if she was a poisoned little peacock. She was pursing her lips and smiling the entire time. Her eyes were floating around but they eventually landed on Xiao Yi¡¯s face. Xiao Yi noticed her gaze and smiled in relief. ¡°Let¡¯s go. I¡¯ll bring you along.¡± The young girl¡¯s pupils trembled slightly and she subconsciously said, ¡°Sure.¡± Xiao Yi led the group out of the artist¡¯s exclusive elevator. From his peripheral vision, he could see the blushing young girl following behind him with small steps, like a baby duck following its mother. ¡°Are you still studying?¡± ¡°Yes, second year.¡± ¡°Why do you want to be an actor?¡± ¡°Because ¡­¡± ¡°Don¡¯t say it¡¯s because of me, that¡¯s too fake.¡± The young girl blinked her eyes with her clear pupils filled with doubt. She hesitated for a long time before asking him, ¡°Fake?¡± The elevator made a ¡®ding¡¯ sound. When they reached their designated floors, Xiao Yi saw a sincere look in her eyes and his heart skipped a beat. He had been in this hypocritical world for too long. Whenever he sees something real, his first reaction would be to wonder if it was an illusion. He felt that this young girl was lively as if she had limitless energy in her. ¡°The truth can be a lie and the lie can also be the truth. The end result is not that important.¡± ¡°I will prove it to you.¡± The young girl¡¯s eyes glowed with hope. She looked at Xiao Yi with her bright eyes. ¡°It is the truth.¡± *TL note: In South Korean culture, a sasaeng, or sasaeng fan is an obsessive fan who stalks or engages in other behaviour constituting an invasion of the privacy of Korean idols, drama actors or other public figures Chapter 14 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation Xiao Yi stood in front of the elevator, looking handsome and elegant. He watched the young girl walk forward resolutely. Her slender waist and neck were tensed and her steps were firm. She looked exactly like the first time he entered the company. Back then, he had a dream and wanted to become a dragon overnight. He didn¡¯t know that he had to struggle in the mud for many years before he could see the light. In his days, there were already ten thousand people who had joined the industry. Now, there were probably a million of them in this industry. It was extremely difficult to become famous. Song Qingli bit her lower lip. She searched around for quite some time before she finally found the location for the interview after tracking down one of the staff. Her appearance made the other interviewees turn quiet for a while. There were a few women, who were much taller, that kept staring at her without saying a word. If they were in ancient times, they would probably skewer her with a fork and roast her. The young girl didn¡¯t want to cause any trouble so she didn¡¯t care about their gazes. Not long after she arrived, the assistant director called a large group of them into the room. She only knew that there would be an interview but she didn¡¯t know what role it would be. It was her first time acting so she wasn¡¯t picky. She just wanted to gain experience. After all, most famous celebrities started off as extras. She believed that as long as she accumulated enough experience, she would have a chance to become someone like Xiao Yi. The room was crowded with a large group of people in it. Song Qingli knew that she wasn¡¯t considered shot but there would always be mountains taller than the previous ones. The taller girls stood in one line, without giving any chances to the people behind them. Opposite these interviewees, there was a row of producers and directors. They have been choosing roles for days and they were getting tired. There were no longer smiling and the atmosphere was tense and solemn. In order to show her face, Song Qingli straightened her back and tried to get to the front. However, these girls, who were as tall as mountains, would block the others from behind so that they couldn¡¯t show their faces. They hadn¡¯t even entered the entertainment industry yet and they were already scheming against each other? The young girl had no chance even when she tried squeezing to her left and right. In a moment of anger, her dark eyes stared at the other person¡¯s knee joint. The producer looked at the girls in front of him, who were like an iron wall, and rolled his eyes. ¡°Assistant director, where did you find these sorghum stalks? I¡¯m trying to look for Nangong Li, a demonic and evil woman who almost killed the main character. These girls are so tall that they would go out of frame.¡± Before the producer could finish his sentence, one of the tall girls standing in front of him suddenly knelt down. Everyone in the room was shocked. ¡°Why did you kick me? You must have gone crazy trying to be famous!¡± The tall girl was very imposing. She immediately got up from the ground and started scolding Song Qingli with her fingers pointed at Song Qingli¡¯s nose. ¡± With that foxy look of yours, you¡¯re born to be someone¡¯s toy in bed!¡± The producers and directors all turned their heads to look at them. The producer who was about to cause a scene because of how angry he was, was now distracted by the two interviewees. Producer Su¡¯s eyes were blinded by anger but the assistant director on the side saw the girl who was being blocked the entire time. She held up her chin and looked at the tall girl as if she was looking at trash. The look in her eyes was very interesting. ¡°You¡¯re a bamboo stick! You and your friends used your height advantage to block the interviewees behind. Wasn¡¯t it you who tried to stir up trouble first?¡± ¡°Whose fault is it that you are born short?¡± ¡°Then, do you admit that you¡¯re doing it on purpose?¡± Many of the interviewees started looking at the tall girls with disgust and they were mumbling to themselves. The taller girls started to feel ashamed and glared at Song Qingli reproachfully. She only managed to squeeze one sentence from the gaps between her teeth, ¡°You¡¯ve outdone yourself! Just wait and see!¡± The young girl slightly looked up and a cold smile appeared on her face. ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Are you going to do something behind my back? Only people like you would do such despicable things.¡± ¡°You!!¡± ¡®Bang¡¯! Producer Su slammed the table and stood up. ¡°Where do you think this is? A place for you to fight? Don¡¯t you know what your identity is and what you should do?¡± ¡°Get out!¡± ¡°Wait!¡± ¡°Wait!¡± There were two male voices speaking in unison. Producer Su looked at the assistant director beside him while the rest of the room turned to the door. The door was suddenly pushed open and a man walked into the room. He had a head full of silver-white hair, a face like jade, and was in high spirits. As soon as he entered the house, the entire room was lit up. ¡°Oh, Xiao Yi, you¡¯re here just in time. Please help us pick a suitable one for the second female lead in our new drama.¡± The producer was someone who knew how to act according to the situation. He was such a domineering man earlier but now he was as timid as a kitten. When he smiled, there were at least 5-6 layers of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Song Qingli was in a bad mood. She seemed to have messed up the interview and was even more embarrassed when she saw Xiao Yi. A while ago, in the elevator, she had vowed that she would prove herself to him but in the blink of an eye, she had failed the interview. Xiao Yi glanced around the room and saw the young girl with her head lowered. The cover of his lips curved upwards as he thought to himself, ¡®She is a young girl after all and she does not know the ways in this industry yet.¡¯ The man was pulled to his seat by the producer. ¡°The role of Nangong Li seems a little difficult. Are you really going to use a newcomer?¡± ¡°We have no other choice. The female lead wants a raise. We can¡¯t negotiate and so we¡¯ll have to get them to be the second female lead.¡± Producer Su lowered his voice. ¡°But, Producer Su, you¡¯ve been auditioning for this role for three days and you still haven¡¯t made your choice.My schedule has been delayed because of this.¡± Producer Su immediately bowed and poured a glass of water for Xiao Yi. ¡°Oh my, Xiao Yi. I really can¡¯t afford to offend you but don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll definitely get the second female lead by today. We¡¯ll have the opening meal tomorrow and it definitely won¡¯t affect your schedule. Please don¡¯t say that you¡¯re going to quit. We¡¯ve already signed the contract.¡± ¡°Well, in my opinion, Producer Su is being too picky. I think there¡¯s one person amongst them who is very suitable for the role of Nangong Li.¡± ¡°Oh?¡± ¡°Nangong Li is the empress of the demonic cultivators. She was able to hide in the immortal world for many years which means she has got some tricks up her sleeves. Moreover, those who are part of the demonic cultivators must be someone with a flirtatious look.¡± Xiao Yi stood up as he spoke and walked toward the interviewees. The tall girl looked at her prince charming walking towards her with eyes full of hope. She was about to speak when her prince charming spoke first, ¡°Please move aside.¡± ¡°¡­¡± Song Qingli looked at Xiao Yi getting closer to her step by step. She couldn¡¯t stop blinking her eyes and her chest was beating like a war drum. Producer Su also came closer to take a look. Was this the young girl who kicked the others? The producer had been in the entertainment industry for a long time. Troublemakers like these were the people that he disliked most. It was easy for them to cause trouble. However, the role he had required someone who was domineering and arrogant. If it was a gentle and virtuous-looking girl, it really didn¡¯t match. The producers and directors sitting there looked at each other and nodded. Director Su had no other choice but to wave his hand. ¡°You stay. The others can leave.¡± Song Qingli felt like she was standing on cloud nine and was feeling alittle erratic. She stood alone in the room and waited for the interviewees to leave. That¡¯s when she realized that it was a huge room. She placed her hands in front of her and looked up at those who were judging her looks. There weren¡¯t many newcomers who dared to look directly into the eyes of the directors and producers and for that she was quite bold. After a long time, the assistant director chuckled. ¡°Normally, we wouldn¡¯t call for an interview for someone like you who has a clean resume but it seems like you¡¯re a fish that has escaped the net.¡± ¡°I would like to believe that this is faith. I think that she is very suitable for the role of Nangong Li.¡± Producer Su nodded his head but his brows were tightly knitted. ¡°Although I don¡¯t like noisy women, you are indeed the most suitable person for Nangong Li so far.¡± Chapter 15 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The ground was soft from the heat of the sun and the wind was a little hot. The girl was holding a thick script in her hands as her unfocused eyes looked at the cars that were passing by on the road. At this moment, her face looked numb and confused but there were fireworks in her chest as she was unable to calm herself down for a long time. The sun¡¯s rays shone on her head, causing her to feel like she was hallucinating. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the hair on the girl¡¯s forehead. A Lincoln car stopped by the side of the road and a young man got out of the car with a smile on his face. He always wore a suit and silver-rimmed glasses. ¡°Miss Song, the second master is worried that you¡¯re hungry so he asked me to bring you your food.¡± When the girl came back to her senses, she was already sitting inside the car. The car was quite spacious with a row of black leather couches and a table in the middle. There were three dishes on it. The car drove steadily as if it was on flat ground. ¡°Xu Hao, did your second young master install a surveillance camera in my room?¡± Song Qingli supported her forehead with her hand and narrowed her eyes as she looked at the three dishes on the table; sweet and sour fish, shredded sweet potato, and pineapple rice. Weren¡¯t these the dishes she told her father on the phone last night? Assistant Xu had no idea what was going on. With a serious expression, he raised three fingers and swore, ¡°I can vouch for the second young master¡¯s character with my life. He would never do something like installing a surveillance camera in Miss Song¡¯s room.¡± The girl picked up her chopsticks and rummaged through the three dishes as if she was looking for evidence of an evil scheme. Assistant Xu glanced at the rearview mirror and suddenly said, ¡°Miss song, it¡¯s not poisonous. Don¡¯t worry and please enjoy it.¡± Song Qingli didn¡¯t even get the chance to drink a sip of the water since she left this morning. She was definitely hungry but she cherished her life even more. The girl picked up her chopsticks and ate a piece of sweet potato. her cheeks bulged slightly as she chewed slowly and carefully. She tasted it carefully and found nothing wrong after eating it. After that, her appetite immediately increased. Assistant Xu laughed. When he saw the young girl with puffed cheeks in the rearview mirror, he felt that she was very lively. She was different from those other women from rich families. The car stopped by a lake and the door suddenly opened. The girl looked up and her cheeks puffed up as if they were stuffed with two table tennis balls. Her cherry lips were also covered in sweet and sour fish sauce and her eating etiquette was unique. The man outside the car was wearing a white shirt and sitting in a wheelchair. He was holding a fishing rod in his hand and a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes. When the young girl saw him, she was reminded of his threatening words last night. She quickly raised her chin and cast him a reproachful glance. It was a carefully planned look as she didn¡¯t dare to give it a little more or a little less. To be honest, Song Qingli had always been afraid of him but she was used to hiding it. Previously, she had gone against him on purpose because of Gu Zechuan¡¯s fake generosity and knew that he would not get angry at her in public. However, ever since he had revealed his edge last night, the young girl had become timid. Assistant Xu got out of the car, put away the second young master¡¯s fishing bucket and fishing rod, and then helped him into the car. The three dishes on the table were completely empty. The fishbone rack that remained in one piece was laid on the plate. Other than that, the other two dishes were indistinguishable. After Gu Zechuan got into the car, he sat across from her. The shadows of the trees outside the window kept flashing past the man¡¯s side profile. It was difficult to ignore the man¡¯s glare. ¡°Mr. Gu should be more well-mannered than this. It¡¯s not good to stare at others.¡± The young girl¡¯s hair stood on its end from being stared at. She was a person who knew when to advance and when to retreat. Before what happened yesterday, she had held onto the illusion that she could escape unscathed from the Gu Gardens, but last night, her hopes had been shattered by this man. If her family¡¯s lives were threatened, she would be at their mercy. The man took out a handkerchief from his pocket.¡±Miss song, you¡¯re so proud and aloof. Even when your lips are covered in sauce, it can¡¯t hide your beauty. ¡± ¡± ¡­ ¡± The young girl licked the corner of her mouth and took the handkerchief from him while suppressing her anger. She looked at how Gu Zechuan was deliberately teasing her. Song Qingli felt unhappy but there was nothing she could do. Gu Zechuan saw the script beside the girl and grinned. He took out a bottle of red wine from the small refrigerator beside him. Then, he grabbed the glass with his long fingers. The fragrance of red wine filled the car instantly. The man poured a glass of wine and pushed it to the girl in front of him. ¡°Congratulations, Miss Song, for getting a good role.¡± The young girl lowered her eyes to take a look and sneered secretly. This man was really acting all the time. When Song Qingli picked up the glass of red wine, she deliberately used her fingers to brush across the back of the man¡¯s hand. Her eyes were filled with a teasing light and her voice was soft but unusually alluring. ¡°I still prefer having Mr. Gu referring to me as your wife.¡± ¡°There will be a chance for that.¡± ¡°You¡¯re very good at giving people excuses.¡± ¡°A woman¡¯s heart is like a needle in the bottom of the ocean. Last night, when Miss Song was going to help me bathe, you called me hubby but today, you¡¯re calling me Mr. Gu. I wonder why?¡± The man asked despite knowing the answer. Xu Hao was driving in the front seat. From time to time, he would look in the rearview mirror. From the eyes of the second young master and Miss Song, he saw flashes of swords coming out of their eyes. As a bystander, he was very interested in what they were saying. Song Qingli gritted her teeth and averted her gaze from Gu Zechuan. This man was meticulous. Even with his gentle appearance, he somehow still had the upper hand. The young girl had never thought about this question in such detail, but when they were in a fit of anger, how could they still call out such a mushy form of address? She put down the glass of red wine and looked at the man with a profound look. ¡°So, you do like it.¡± The man¡¯s lips twitched coldly. Then, his lips suddenly froze. He turned his head to look at the back of the car and his voice turned cold. ¡°Xu Hao, we have tails behind us. Drive faster.¡± Xu Hao also realized this immediately. He had no idea when they had people following them. He stepped on the gas pedal and the car sped up. Song Qingli¡¯s entire body fell backward and fell onto the leather seat. Even if it was soft, her internal organs had still shifted positions due to the inertia. ¡®Bang¡¯! The car behind accelerated and hit the back of their car. The young girl covered her ears. Her heart was about to jump out of her chest. The scene of the car accident in her previous life flashed in her mind. She remembered how the car lost control and skidded off the road. ¡°Give me your hand,¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s voice rang in her ear. Song Qingli¡¯s forehead was covered in sweat. She turned her head and saw that he was actually sitting firmly in his seat. ¡®Bang¡¯! The car behind them crashed into them again. This kind of suicidal collision made her heart jump. The girl was getting further and further away from the man. She got up from the sofa with difficulty and Gu Zechuan¡¯s hand was still in the same position. He had a solemn look on his face and his tone was unquestionable. ¡°Give me your hand.¡± Song Qingli¡¯s palms were covered in sweat. When she finally reached her hand out, the car behind them crashed into her again. The young girl thought that she would fall to the back of the car with Gu Zechuan, but to her surprise, the man¡¯s arm was so strong that he could pull her to his side. The young girl fell on top of his body and subconsciously hugged his waist tightly. ¡®Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!¡¯ This time, it wasn¡¯t a crash. The deafening sound made Xu Hao¡¯s hand shake and the car became unstable. The girl turned around and saw the three muzzles on the rear glass. Her body went weak and her face turned as white as paper. She thought about how if Gu Zechuan had not pulled her over, she would have had three more bloody holes in her body. The man protected the girl¡¯s head with one hand and knocked on the back of the leather sofa with the other. Song Qingli heard the sound of the machine¡¯s card slot connecting. Then, she heard Gu Zechuan¡¯s cold but assuring voice. ¡°Cover your ears.¡± She immediately covered her ears but she could still hear the deafening sound coming from the gunshot. ¡®Bang! Bang! Bang!¡¯ Chapter 16 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The hot wind rushed into the car through the broken window and the fine glass shards were hitting them like hailstones. The rear tire had burst and Xu Hao could no longer control the car with his hand on the steering wheel. In an empty suburban lane, a black Lincoln car kept turning in circles. Song Qingli could no longer tell what the directions were. She only knew that she wouldn¡¯t lose her way as long as she was holding onto Gu Zechuan. She had no time to think about how he was able to maintain his balance. She only felt more at ease when she hugged him. The car lost control and spun on the road. The girl closed her eyes and hugged him tightly. Suddenly, Xu Hao screamed and the car crashed through the protective barrier and rolled to the foot of the mountain. Song Qingli felt the breath of death, just like what happened in her previous life. The car rolled over and she felt weightless. Her eyes looked empty. The only thing that she could vaguely feel was that when the car crashed, Gu Zechuan had wrapped his arms around her head. The car was piled up at the foot of the mountain like a pile of scrap iron. Black smoke rose in spirals and the dry wood around it was ignited due to the high temperature. The car that was following closely behind stopped on the side of the road for quite some time. But, the people inside did not get out of the car to chase after them. They were being extremely violent a minute ago but they stopped at the most critical moment. Their purpose for doing this was questionable. If these people wanted to kill them, these men only needed to step forward and fire a few more shots. No matter how powerful or strong they were, they would definitely be dead. The car was so badly ruined that it can no longer be recognized. There was also choking black smoke being emitted from the car under the scorching sun. Song Qingli was the first to wake up, or more accurately, she was awakened by the smoke. The young girl opened her eyes and saw Gu Zechuan¡¯s face covered in blood. There was blood flowing from the man¡¯s forehead, sliding across his high brow bone and thick long eyelashes. He was unconscious but his arms were still wrapped around her head. Was Gu Zechuan trying to protect her? The young girl¡¯s feelings were somewhat complicated. ¡°Gu Zechuan? Wake up, hey!¡± Song Qingli struggled to remove herself from his arms. She had been calling for a long time but Gu Zechuan didn¡¯t respond at all. The young girl then thought of Xu Hao. If she could wake him up, she would have one more person to help her. She immediately ran to the driver¡¯s seat but the moment she saw Xu Hao, her legs went weak. Xu Hao¡¯s entire body was sprawled on the steering wheel, blood flowing all over the ground. She did not dare to move. The young girl had no idea where he was injured. Blood was dripping down from the car door and fell into the dry soil. Based on the amount of blood loss, could he still be alive? ¡°Xu ¡­ Xu hao?¡± Xu Hao¡¯s condition was more serious compared to Gu Zechuan¡¯s. She didn¡¯t dare to move anyone of them. The situation seemed to be more serious than she had imagined. The young girl stood beside a pile of scrap metal. The sudden cold wind blew her body unsteadily. Her sleeves were torn, her legs had cuts all over them and they were bleeding a little. Her lips were dry as she stared at the black smoke coming out of the car. She was thinking if Gu Zechuan was dead, would she be free? She didn¡¯t only think of it, she did as she wanted. The girl gritted her teeth and turned to leave. Gu Zechuan could see how determined she was as she left. The man stared at the young girl who was leaving and slowly closed his eyes as he felt tired. Song Qingli endured the pain in her leg and continued running. After running far away from the car, she slowly regained her senses and stopped in her tracks, waking up from the joy of relief. The sun had long since disappeared from the sky. The young girl stood on the barren road, feeling helpless. The first thing she understood in the most difficult five years of her previous life was that she only had to live for herself. She should be cold-blooded in the face of everything. This would be the best-case scenario. However, Gu Zechuan had indeed protected her in the car accident. The dark clouds slowly swallowed the sun and the shadow that gradually covered the earth moved to the girl¡¯s feet. The young girl sighed and ran back with red eyes. She knew what she was struggling with but if Gu Zechuan had not protected her, she would not have returned. She had indeed understood that she should only live for herself but one should still have a beating, loving heart while being alive. She hated ungrateful people the most and she would never become such a person. The scorching sun was completely hidden behind the dark clouds and the sky changed very quickly. In an instant, it turned gloomy. When Song Qingli returned to the scene of the car accident, it was already drizzling. The girl found a hard stone on the ground and smashed the window with all her might. She used too much force on it that it scratched the skin of her palm. Even though it was raining, the temperature around the car was still very high. Song Qingli had an ominous feeling that the car might explode soon. They had to leave quickly. ¡°Gu Zechuan! Wake up!¡± Song Qingli shouted his name as she smashed the glass hard. She pried open the broken glass with both hands and removed the debris on the man¡¯s body. She was furious but she could not drag him out of the car. She had already used up a lot of her energy while trying to break the window and now she was both mentally and physically exhausted. She did not know where to find strength and was feeling helpless. ¡°Gu Zechuan, I¡¯m out of strength. Wake up!¡± The young girl¡¯s voice was muffled and she seemed to be crying. She was saying that she had no strength left but her hands were still fixed on the window. She did not give up on dragging Gu Zechuan out of the car. The man was woken up by a burst of sharp cries. At first, his vision was blurry but it gradually became clear. ¡°Stop crying. You look so ugly.¡± When Song Qingli heard Gu Zechuan¡¯s voice, she instantly fell to the ground. Her voice was a little hoarse and shaky. ¡°You¡¯re awake! How are you feeling? Are you going to die soon?¡± ¡°¡­..¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s temples were throbbing. He was not in a good state and it was a surprise that he had woken up. The man closed his eyes after seeing the woman who was sitting on the ground and crying without any regard for her image. Didn¡¯t she leave? Why did she come back? ¡°Gu Zechuan? Gu Zechuan! Didn¡¯t you wake up? Why did you close your eyes?! Quick! Open your eyes. Please open your eyes!¡± The young girl shook his arm, afraid that he would faint again. ¡°Stop shaking me.¡± Gu Zechuan sighed. The girl let go of him and knelt down at the side. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, covering her sobs. The man gritted his teeth as the wound on his forehead was a little painful from the rain. Gu Zechuan was in a daze when he felt something tugging at the corner of his shirt. He opened his eyes with great effort and saw a fair and slender hand. The girl repeated to herself, ¡°Gu Zechuan¡­please don¡¯t fall asleep.¡± The man closed his eyes and opened them with great effort. She was really someone who tested another man¡¯s patience in every situation. The man felt like his head was about to explode. He used all his strength to open his eyes and said, ¡°If you don¡¯t want me to die, how about you call 120?¡± The girl looked at him quietly. The voice in her heart was saying, ¡°It would be great if you died.¡± But in reality, she quickly turned on her phone and made a call. Gu Zechuan chuckled softly. It seems like his life would always be full of car accidents. His mother had died in a car accident more than ten years ago to save him. Now, this young girl might have been late but she was still here. A moment later, the girl lay on the grass, panting heavily, with two bloodied men lying beside her. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. As it fell on their faces, it kept them awake. When she heard the sound of the ambulance getting closer, that¡¯s when she slowly closed her eyes. Chapter 17 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation Hotel Shenghua. A 100-story five-star hotel located in the center of City A. It was a building that occupied an entire area. It was said that it cost ten thousand Yuan to stay here for a night, which was not something that ordinary officials and dignitaries could afford. Hotel Shenghua was the property of the Gu family. It was a symbol of luxury and showed the financial strength of the Gu family. Gu Zean was the founder of it. Once he started working for the Gu family, Master Gu gave him many enterprises. It was in those few years that he started to build Hotel Shenghua. He said himself that the Hotel Shenghua was just one of the many mansions of the Gu family and initially, it was intended as a business property. The people of City A were simply flustered. How rich did he have to be to build a hotel as his home? On the top floor of Hotel Shenghua. The man was dressed in a dark red silk shirt and neatly ironed trousers. His small eyes looked at the crowd beneath them.As the thin clouds brushed past the window, they were just like ants beneath his feet. He loved feeling superior to others. He had loved it since he was young. ¡°Young master Gu, it¡¯s done.¡± ¡°Jiang Chen, what did I ask you to do?¡± Gu Zean slightly stretched his neck before turning around. He had a devilish smile on his face as if he was deliberately playing dumb. ¡°I only asked you to comfort my disabled brother, what did you do?¡± Jiang Chen¡¯s head was lowered slightly and it instantly stiffened. His pupils trembled and he straightened his neck. Cold sweat seeped down his back. Finally, he couldn¡¯t help but lose control. ¡°Young master Gu, you were the one who wanted me to¡­¡± ¡°Get him! Jiang Chen has embezzled public funds. Get our lawyers to immediately draft the complaint and send it to the court for trial.¡± The man¡¯s eyes were filled with mockery as he lifted his leg and kicked the other person in the chest. ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Your eyes are telling me that you don¡¯t sound convinced!¡± Jiang Chen felt depressed. Then, he was kicked to the ground. His lips were pale and his eyes turned red. He had never thought that this would be the end result. Accompanying a king was like accompanying a tiger. He knew this very well so he was careful with every step he took. This also won Gu Zean¡¯s heart. He had always been obedient, but in the end, he still became the scapegoat. The security guards rushed in from outside and pressed him to the ground. Jiang Chen¡¯s eyes were wide open and there was a metallic taste in his mouth. He gritted his teeth. ¡°Gu Zean, I¡¯m waiting to see. Everything you have now will leave you one day.¡± ¡°What are you looking at?¡± Gu Zean lifted his foot and stomped on Jiang Chen¡¯s face. He never liked hearing such disobedient words, not even a little. The man approached Jiang Chen with hostility, his arrogant eyes filled with viciousness. ¡°Since you don¡¯t know what¡¯s good for you, I don¡¯t mind helping you.¡± ¡°Dig out his eyes.¡± A man¡¯s scream came from the top floor of Hotel Shenghua. His voice was filled with anger and sorrow. It felt as if the surrounding air had trembled for a long time and finally, the miserable sound disappeared into the clouds. Jiang Chen knelt on the ground, trembling. The moment he lost his sight, he could only see a half-open window. Outside the window, there were floating clouds and faint light. After that, everything turned black. His clothes were wet from the blood and his entire body felt cold. It was as if he had fallen into a dark and cold place with no one around. His five fingers were on the ground and his body was still trembling. The warmth of the sun penetrated the thin clouds. Since he lost his sight, his other senses were infinitely magnified. Jiang Chen could feel the warmth of the sun coming from his fingertips. He slowly stood up, swaying like a dead man. The people around him did not want to get close for fear that the blood would dirty their clothes. ¡°Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen,¡± Gu Zian laughed. ¡°Tell me, why did you have to go against me?¡± ¡°Hmph,¡± Jiang Chen snorted. His face was cold as he laughed for a long time. As he laughed, there was still blood oozing out of his eye socket. ¡°Gu Zean, you won¡¯t die a good death.¡± After saying that, without waiting for Gu Zean and the people in the room to react, Jiang Chen staggered and crashed into the half-open window. The man fell from a height of 300 meters. His body instantly turned into minced meat and blood splashed three feet upwards. The luxurious Hotel Shenghua suddenly became a cursed building in the eyes of the citizens of City A. Gu Zean didn¡¯t think that this idiot had the audacity to bring him one last blow before dying. He wanted to burn this man¡¯s bones and scatter his ashes. At the hospital. The night was as dark as ink and the moon hung high in the air. The shadow of the evergreen tree fell on the white walls of the hospital. This was the second time that Song Qingli was admitted to the hospital within a month¡¯s time. It could be said that she was very unlucky. At this moment, all the wounds on her body have already been treated. As she woke up, she was gradually getting clear-headed. The girl looked at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly sat up straight. ¡°Damn it, my script!¡± The nurse who was delivering the medicine pushed the cart into the room. When she saw the young girl sitting up steadily, she smiled and said,¡±You¡¯re awake. It¡¯s time to take your medicine. Take the anti-inflammatory medicine first.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t need the medicine. I won¡¯t die. I have to go back to the scene now!¡± Song Qingli didn¡¯t even put on her shoes and walked out barefooted. The nurse immediately stopped her. ¡°I didn¡¯t have time to tell you but the car exploded. The thing you¡¯re looking for has probably been burnt into ash.¡± ¡°Huh?¡± The young girl lost her balance and her legs turned weak as she fell to the ground. Her cherry lips opened and closed weakly, ¡°Exploded?¡± Song Qingli¡¯s eyes rolled backward and she fainted. ¡°Miss Song! Miss Song!¡± The moon was high in the sky outside the window and the leaves were rustling. By the time Song Qingli regained consciousness, it was already late at night. Her head was still in a mess but she could faintly hear someone talking beside her. The young girl opened her eyes and saw two people by her bed. One was a man in a wheelchair and the other one was an older man with thick eyebrows. ¡°Was it this little girl who was as thin as a chicken that saved you?¡± The older man¡¯s voice was calm and solemn but it was also quite unpleasant to the ears. ¡°Yes.¡± There was a piece of white gauze wrapped around Gu Zechuan¡¯s head and his face was pale. Even though they had not seen each other for many years, he did not seem happy to be meeting his father. Perhaps if he hadn¡¯t gotten into a car accident this time, his father, who was after fame and fortune, wouldn¡¯t have put down his ego to meet him. Back then, Gu Zechuan used to be the son that his father was proud of but now, he was merely someone that his father despised. Gu Yanting¡¯s heart was dissatisfied especially when most people talked behind his back, saying ¡°It¡¯s a pity that such a smart child like Zechuan has to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.¡± He was someone who cared about his reputation dearly. At his age, he couldn¡¯t bear any gossip, especially when it was about his youngest son. However, ever since he had sent Gu Zechuan to the Gu Gardens, Gu Yanting regretted it. Gu Zechuan was his son after all. How could he not miss him? ¡°Ah Ze, it¡¯s obvious that you¡¯re surrounded by incompetent people who can¡¯t take good care of you. Why don¡¯t you move back home?¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s dark eyes were unmoved. He only stared at the girl on the bed who was about to wake up. He watched as her little head peeked out from under the thin blanket and then quietly shrank back. ¡°Get up and take your medicine if you¡¯re awake.¡± The man¡¯s voice sounded gentle but there were no emotions in his voice. Song Qingli wasn¡¯t stupid. She knew that Gu Zechuan was the best at brushing people off. He probably didn¡¯t really care about her and was only trying to brush off this uncle who sounded like someone with authority. ¡°Ah Ze, are you willing to stay with cats and dogs like them?You would rather put yourself in this mess, you would rather¡­¡± Cats and dogs? Song Qingli pondered. Could he be talking about her? How could one endure this? ¡°Waaaaaaaah!¡± A shrill roar. Gu Zechuan sighed softly. Gu Yanting, on the other hand, widened his eyes as he stared at the young girl who had suddenly started screaming. ¡°It¡¯s all your fault! My script is gone now since the car exploded. You must be so happy that you¡¯re going to clap!¡± Song Qingli sat up and kicked the air with her legs. She was like a little lunatic and was biting anyone that was in her sight. ¡°And you! Who are you? I¡¯m not a weakling. You¡¯re the cats and dogs here!¡± Chapter 18 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation ¡°Do you know who you¡¯re talking to?¡± Gu Yanting felt a lump in his throat after being scolded by such a young girl. He glared at her and his mouth trembled with anger. The young girl was usually quick-witted when it came to arguing with others. Other than Gu Zechuan, no one else had ever gotten the upper hand with her in an argument. Now, this uncle who had appeared out of nowhere was here to make things difficult for her. What else was there to be afraid of? ¡°What¡¯s wrong? You don¡¯t even know your own name? Do you still expect others to tell you?¡± Song Qingli said in a weird tone. She slowly stood up from the bed and looked down at the uncle by the bed. In terms of height and aura, she definitely didn¡¯t lose to him. Gu Zechuan raised his head and looked at the two of them. He felt that these two were being very childish. He moved his wheelchair, took the water and medicine from the head of the bed, and placed them where Song Qingli could get them. ¡°Take your medicine.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not eating. I¡¯m not sick.¡± ¡°You¡¯d better eat it. Otherwise, you¡¯ll have to get a rabies vaccine after biting others.¡± Gu Yanting was over fifty years old but he was quarreling with a little girl. He immediately stopped talking when he realized what he was doing. If others were to find out, it would really be uncouth of him. ¡°I¡¯m not eating it. I¡¯ll leave the medicine for those who need it. If there¡¯s anyone else here that needs it, it will be this man. Uncle, how old are you this year? I¡¯m guessing you have at least one foot in the coffin!¡± ¡°You¡­.. young girl, there isn¡¯t a single good thing that came out of your mouth. Ah Ze, I will never agree to you marrying such a woman.¡± Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes darkened as he stuffed the cup into the girl¡¯s hands. His voice was cold and he was clearly not in a hurry, but he still sat up unhurriedly before he spoke, ¡°Dad, my life is already in this state. Why do you still want to interfere?¡± When the young girl heard how Gu Zechuan addressed the old man, she sucked in a breath of cold air. Then, like a deflated balloon, she fell onto the bed. She swallowed her saliva and blinked at the furious man. This was Gu Zechuan¡¯s father? The first time they met and she said that he had one foot in his coffin. Then, after that¡­ ¡°I¡¯m doing this for your own good. I don¡¯t even know what you like about a woman like her.¡± ¡°Even if you¡¯re paralyzed, with the Gu family¡¯s influence, can¡¯t you find a lady from a good family to be your wife? You had to¡­¡± At that moment, the veins on Gu Yanting¡¯s forehead were bulging. He glanced at the young girl who was lying on the bed.¡±You had to find a shrew from the street.¡± When Song Qingli heard the word ¡®Shrew¡¯, she felt an invisible force hit her head. She was so angry that her cheeks puffed up. She secretly glared at Gu Yanting and then at Gu Zechuan with hidden bitterness. ¡°Didn¡¯t you send me to Gu Gardens because you felt embarrassed for having a disabled son like me? Since you¡¯ve already chosen to send me away, then don¡¯t bother about me anymore.¡± Gu Zechuan seemed to have a gentle personality but he was actually very stubborn. He would not change his ways even if this man was his father. Gu Zechuan saw the bitter look in the young girl¡¯s eyes. He opened his palm and there were a few pills sitting in it. He used his cold eyes to remind her to take her medicine. The young girl pouted and didn¡¯t dare to say anything. She took the medicine and drank the water in one go. When she drank the water, she even lowered the sound of her swallowing. She tried her best to reduce her presence, for fear that these two would fight and end up hurting the innocent. Gu Yanting was so angry that he couldn¡¯t say anything for a long time. He felt helpless when he saw his son taking such good care of this woman. ¡°You shall then stay in this miserable state. I¡¯ll just pretend that I don¡¯t have you as my son.¡± The uncle flicked his sleeves and left, not forgetting to glare at the young girl before leaving. The dim light in the ward shone on the man¡¯s cold face. The young girl¡¯s eyes darted around. She felt that after Gu Zechuan met with his father, his words became sharp and his emotions were abnormal. He was always very pretending, so she thought that even with this emotionless face, he might actually be angry deep inside. ¡°Gu Zechuan, are you mad?¡± The young girl moved closer to the man and her pitch-black eyes stared right into his eyes. The man met her probing eyes and smiled warmly. ¡°No, I am not.¡± Song Qingli narrowed her eyes and sized him up. ¡°Oh? You aren¡¯t? When Mr. Gu told me to take my medicine, you were being so considerate that I felt touched.¡± ¡°You¡¯re still calling me Mr. Gu when you¡¯re feeling touched?¡± The young girl placed her hands on the armrest of his wheelchair and leaned in so close that she could smell the iodophor from the wound on Gu Zechuan¡¯s forehead. She smiled charmingly. ¡°I didn¡¯t think that you would like it that much for me to call you ¡®hubby¡¯.¡± Gu Zechuan saw her eyes light up and her fingers were circling his chest. How could he not know what Song Qingliu was up to all this while? The man looked at his own leg and his black eyes turned cold. Then, he grabbed the hand that was messing around. ¡°I understand that you¡¯re a normal woman but I¡¯m not a normal man. If you find it necessary, I don¡¯t mind you keeping some pretty boys outside.¡± Song Qingli flung his hand away. ¡°Music to my ears.¡± The man moved his wheelchair to the door. Then, a playful female voice came from behind him. ¡°Since Mr. Gu has agreed, I¡¯ll have to trouble Mr. Gu to do this good deed to the end. If anything gets leaked, please use your precious resources to help me cover it up.¡± The young girl sat on the hospital bed. When she said this, her heart sank as she stared at the back of the man who was being indifferent. He closed the door behind him and did not say a word. ¡°Good job! You¡¯re indeed Gu Zechuan.¡± He was quite generous for saying that he didn¡¯t mind her having men outside of their marriage. What A joke! Even if he didn¡¯t mind, she still cared for her own reputation. ¡®If it wasn¡¯t because I was forced to stay by his side, why would I be willing to stay with a man in a wheelchair?¡¯ Just thinking about it made her angry. With the anger brewing in her, Song Qingli came up with a plan. The young girl¡¯s tightly furrowed brows slowly unfurled and the corners of her mouth revealed a devilish smile. Midnight. The young girl sneaked out of the ward, put on a nurse¡¯s uniform, and covered half of her face with a mask. Then, she pushed the cart toward Gu Zechuan¡¯s ward. When she got closer, she saw a few bodyguards who looked solemn standing guard at the door. They were tall, strong, and muscular. Gu Yanting said that he didn¡¯t care about Gu Zechuan but he still arranged for bodyguards to be by his side. This heavy fatherly love. Song Qingli lowered her head and pushed the cart closer. The bodyguard immediately blocked her way. ¡°You just changed the dressing 30 minutes ago and now you want to change it again?¡± ¡°The second young master Gu¡¯s body is special. Not only are there external injuries but there are also old injuries that have yet to recover. They need to be treated as well.¡± The young girl lowered her voice so that it would be less suspicious. At the same time, her palms were sweating. The bodyguards stared at her for a long time without saying anything. They rummaged through the things in the car and just as the girl was burning with anxiety, the bodyguards made way for her. Song Qingli heaved a sigh of relief and pushed the cart into the ward. There was a man lying quietly on the bed. He was gently rubbing his eyes. When he heard a sound, he opened his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a female nurse who had a 10-centimeter needle in her hand. Chapter 19 Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation The moon hung high up in the sky, above the trees and the breeze was chilly. The window of the ward reflected a young girl¡¯s shadow. The ten-centimeter needle in her hand glowed coldly as she slowly approached the bed. Even though she was wearing a mask, it was still easy to recognize her with those attractive eyes. Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes were tightly shut and his breathing was light. The young girl watched as he slept soundly with his brows spread out. She squatted quietly by the bed and studied the man¡¯s hand. The joints were distinct, the veins were bulging, and he was so fair that she could easily see his blood vessels. This made it extremely easy for her to inject. She gently held the man¡¯s palm and held the long needle close to him. She held her breath but before the needle could touch the man¡¯s skin, she felt a cold gaze from on top of her head. The young girl stopped breathing. She looked up and met Gu Zechuan¡¯s eyes. The man grabbed the girl¡¯s hand and pulled her towards him. The world spun and the girl was pressed down on the bed. Gu Zechuan used his weight to press down on her legs. ¡°You ¡­ You weren¡¯t asleep?¡± Song Qingli¡¯s eyes were filled with fear. Both her hands were caught and the man glanced at the long needle. He chuckled. ¡°Do you know how to use the needle? Why don¡¯t I teach you?¡± ¡°No, no, no. no¡­ I know how to do it, I don¡¯t need you to teach me. ¡± The young girl noticed the vicious look that flashed in the man¡¯s eyes and her heart was beating fast, ¡°Gu ¡­ Mr. Gu, it¡¯s getting a little tight. Can you loosen it a little?¡± The man¡¯s eyes were calm as he reached out to snatch the long needle from her hand. The young girl was flustered and her pupils suddenly shrank. She swallowed her saliva and forced a smile. ¡°Hu¡­ Hubby, I¡¯m sorry. Please let go of me?¡± Song Qingli was getting scared. There was a small amount of tranquilizer inside the syringe. The injection was enough to make the other person fall deep asleep. However, the tranquilizer inside was not what the young girl was afraid of as it was nothing more than having a good night¡¯s sleep. It was the 10-centimeter-long needle that was emitting a cold light that scared her. ¡°Such a thin neck. If it gets pierced by a needle, it¡¯ll be a killjoy.¡± The man took off her mask and gently pressed the long needle against the young girl¡¯s delicate neck. He saw her face turn pale and her eyes were round, like a little mouse caught by a cat. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth turned into a smile. ¡°Qingli, do you know who tried to kill me today?¡± There was cold sweat that rolled down the girl¡¯s forehead. She didn¡¯t dare to move and her cherry lips slowly opened. ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡± Gu Zechuan chuckled. When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with hostility. ¡°Since you have no idea who they are, with what you are doing now, can I assume that you are allies with those in the afternoon?¡± Song Qingli¡¯s mind felt like it had exploded and it went blank. She pouted and tears welled up in her eyes. The man¡¯s eyes were filled with helplessness and he hurriedly stopped her. ¡°Needles have no eyes. You¡¯ll be asking for it if you start crying and ended up getting pricked.¡± The young girl pursed her lips and sobbed quietly. Her eyes were red and she looked quite pitiful. As she sobbed, Gu Zechuan slightly retracted the long needle from her neck. The night breeze was as cold as ice. As a gust of cold wind blew in from outside the window, Song Qingli¡¯s mind cleared up a little. She felt the strength of the hands restraining her wrists lighten. The man below her had no strength other than his weight. She had long noticed from the corner of her eye that Gu Zechuan had removed the needle from her neck. Since she have already gone so far, it was better to go all out. Rather than being a fish at the mercy of others, it was better to be brave for once. Who knows, it may be possible for her to conquer the mountain. The young girl bent her legs and pushed the man. The man grunted. After her wrists broke free, she turned over and sat on the man¡¯s waist. However, there were so many things happening at the same time that it took her quite some time to notice the long needle had entered her shoulder. ¡°You¡­ The needle ¡­¡± Before Song Qingli could finish her sentence, she felt extremely dizzy. Then, she rolled her eyes and lost consciousness. Gu Zechuan¡¯s black eyes were cold. Before he could do anything, the girl sitting on him fell forward. He felt a warm touch on his neck as the girl¡¯s light breath landed on the man¡¯s neck. The nurse¡¯s hat on her head had fallen off and her fluffy hair was scattered all over the pillow. The man¡¯s body tensed and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. An oil fountain pen fell out of the girl¡¯s pocket. The man held it in his hand and glanced at it. His black eyes had a ridiculous look in them. This was probably the second tool for crime. With her impetuous personality, it wasn¡¯t unexpected for her to end up like this. Even if someone wanted to kill him, they wouldn¡¯t send such a stupid person. Just now, when he saw her crying so hard, he wanted to let her go since it was already late at night. Who would have expected this young girl to still ambush him? Her movements were too big and the long needle accidentally pierced her shoulder. She could not blame anyone for this. The man pulled out the long needle and threw it far away. He wrapped one hand around her waist and sat up. The young girl¡¯s head leaned back as if she had no spine. The light of the incandescent lamp shone on her face. Her white and round chin with her cherry lips slightly swollen, and her teeth slightly exposed. When she wasn¡¯t talking, her beauty definitely catches the attention of the room. Gu Zechuan caressed the back of her head gently. The young girl¡¯s head subconsciously knocked against his shoulder and her light breathing spread into his ears. It was ticklish. The man¡¯s pupil couldn¡¯t help but tremble. ¡ª- The next day, the sky was bright and it was full of clouds. Song Qingli¡¯s shrieking voice came from the toilet and her hands trembled in anger. ¡°Gu Zechuan, you bastard!¡± The girl¡¯s face, as she stared in the mirror, had two curved beards drawn with ink on the corners of her mouth. They were symmetrical, just like those that Western nobles liked to have. At this moment, on the young girl¡¯s face, it looked very funny and ridiculous. Last night, she had sneaked into Gu Zechuan¡¯s ward with a tranquillizer and an oil pen. She wanted to knock him out and then disfigure his face. However, things changed. She was the one who got knocked out by the long needles she had brought over and was disfigured by the oil pen she had in her pocket. The young girl¡¯s chest exploded with rage. She regretted it so much. It was incredibly difficult to wash off the ink. She had used a lot of cleaning products and her face was already red from rubbing it but she still couldn¡¯t get it off her face. She had to go to the production set tonight for dinner. How could she face the director with this look on her face?! The door of the ward opened and a man in a wheelchair entered the room. When he passed by the toilet, he saw the girl¡¯s funny face and coughed to cover his laughter but the joy in his voice was still pretty obvious. ¡°I¡¯ve already had someone send the script over.¡± ¡°Gu Zechuan, you are such a petty man. Since I was a kid, I¡¯ve never¡­..¡± Song Qingli stormed out of the toilet puffing with rage while acting like a shrew. However, when she saw the person who pushed the man in, she quieted down. It was a bodyguard in a black suit, who was as tall as the door frame, glaring at her with a murderous look on his face. The man had breakfast brought in and said gently, ¡°Have some food for breakfast. I¡¯ll get someone to send you to the set.¡± Song Qingli sat at the table and had lost her appetite. Her face was sullen and unhappy while the man sitting opposite her chuckled from time to time, occasionally looking at her with a teasing look. It was simply something fun to just look at her. ¡°This restaurant¡¯s soup dumplings are limited to 100 servings a day. Many of them get distressed from not being able to buy them. Are you sure you don¡¯t want to try?¡± The man¡¯s voice was gentle. There were only six in a basket and five of them were in her bowl. Gu Zechuan picked up another one and brought it close to her mouth. The young girl lowered her eyes and looked at the soup dumplings in her bowl. She thought to herself, ¡®is this kind gesture of his an apology?¡¯