Chapter 1005 - A Fake Gu Tianmu

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Aunt Gu had been sitting on the sofa and drumming her fingers as if waiting impatiently for a show to start. She was starting to feel bored, this show took forever for its opening alone.

Gu Tianmu kept his glare on Wen Lan who was trembling but didn’t dare to say a word.

“Can’t talk? Let me help you,” Aunt Gu huffed irritably and stood up.

Suddenly, Wen Chenghao aimed his gun at Aunt Gu and fired a shot. He underestimated Gu Tianmu’s agility though, as Gu Tianmu quickly knocked his hands up when he fired and the bullet hit the chandelier on the ceiling.

Thump!

“Ah—”

Wen Lan’s shrill scream echoed through the hall. Gu Tianmu had already turned around, grabbed Wen Jie, and fled the warzone.

Ye Yuwei watched with her eyes wide and mouth gaping. She mumbled in an undertone, “Thanks for not killing me all this while.”

Wen Lan lifted her hand to touch her face. The back of her hand was bloody due to slashes from the broken fragments of the chandelier.

Wen Chenghao was similarly injured.

Gu Tianmu first checked if Wen Jie was unharmed, then turned to Aunt Gu and growled, “Talk.”

Aunt Gu was unusually calm and composed. Perhaps she wasn’t expecting to leave this place alive.

Glaring at Wen Lan who was still screaming, Aunt Gu curled her lips and hissed, “The version of Gu Tianmu in the past was a fake.” Aunt Gu’s voice was faint yet each word rang out clearly.

Wen Lan started becoming agitated. She held her head and shouted loudly, “No! It wasn’t like that! Tianmu, this woman is lying! She likes you, she always liked you.”

A fake?

Wen Jie raised her head and stared at Gu Tianmu in confusion. He was just as clueless about the whole bizarre incident himself.

Ye Yuwei broke out into a cold sweat. A fake Gu Tianmu?

What kind of sorcery was this?

“The greatest show of the century is about to start, why hasn’t your man arrived yet?” Mo Fei whispered into Ye Yuwei’s ear.

Ye Yuwei glanced at her briefly. Supposedly, Gu Juexi should already be here, so why wasn’t he?

“Nonsense or not, why don’t we let him talk?”

As Ye Yuwei pondered Gu Juexi’s absence, a man was hurled into the hall. He was wearing a smart suit, but his face was bloated and bloodied as if he had been beaten up.

From Ye Yuwei’s observation, she figured the beating had been done by Gu Juexi.

The man was sprawled on the floor, scanning the people in the hall with pain-filled eyes. When he saw Gu Tianmu, the color drained from his face. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

Nalan Chunbo walked in after Gu Juexi. Finally, the entire cast had gathered for the show.

Wen Lan looked at the man on the floor oddly, she couldn’t recognize him at first glance.

“Back then, there was a marriage arrangement between the Gu family and the Wen family. Since my mother was the eldest daughter in the family, she had to be the bride for the wedding. However, you were so afraid that Gu Tianmu would fall for my mother that you orchestrated a show where Gu Tianmu forced my mother to donate her liver to you. Am I right?” Gu Juexi asserted in a chilling tone.

“Y—You—”

“Grandpa, don’t worry, you can make your move after we solve this matter,” Gu Juexi interrupted, “I haven’t even reached the highlight of the plot yet.”

“Bastard,” Wen Chenghao cried out. There was no way he could escape now.

After Gu Juexi spoke, Wen Lan slowly began to calm herself. She wasn’t as scared as she was earlier, but her expression was unreadable.