Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Even though he had been shocked by her trauma the other day, she clearly remembered the terrifying anger in his eyes when he had seen the finger marks on her face.
He looked as though someone had injured his most treasured possession...
Most treasured...
I shouldnât dare to imagine that this is how he feels about me.
Qin Zhiâaiâs shelling slowed down as she weighed her thoughts, before concentrating on the task at hand again.
Gu Yusheng seemingly didnât know how to answer her question, as he remained silent.
Just when Qin Zhiâai thought that heâd never respond, he suddenly looked away from the window and gazed at her before saying quietly, âBecause you look like a girl Iâve been looking for.â
Who? Is he talking about Liang Doukouâs body double?
A strong surge of mixed emotions roiled in her chest.
She wanted to ask if it was the girl he had mentioned on the night that they had returned from Hainan.
But she did not dare to.
What if the answer is âyesâ?
Just as sheâd written in her letter to Mr. S, she had always tried hard to control her heart and stop herself from being overly involved with him.
She was afraid that she would disregard the consequences and abandon her morals to make the wrong decision if he replied âyes.â
Qin Zhiâai tried to steady her emotions as she continued to shell the chestnuts.
When she finished, she took out her phone and looked at the time. It wasnât half past 10 yet, and she said to Gu Yusheng, âMaster Gu, the taxi should be here soon. Iâm going to get out there before it arrives.â
âOkay.â Gu Yusheng didnât protest and a moment later added, âBe careful.â
âOkay,â Qin Zhiâai replied softly. Standing up calmly, she walked over to the sofa and packed her bag. She stood up with her bag and said, âGoodbye, Master Gu.â
âBye.â
Qin Zhiâai flashed him a smile and headed to the door.
Before she reached it, her cell phone sheâd been gripping tightly began to ring.
Looking down instinctively, she saw that it was her mother.
What is she doing up so late? Why is she calling me so late?
Afraid something was wrong, she quickly answered the phone.
âHello, this is Dr. Zhang from Hangzhou Peopleâs Hospital. Are you the daughter of the owner of this phone?â Qin Zhiâai uttered âuh-huh.â
âYour mother was involved in a traffic accident, and she arrived at our hospital by ambulance. We are working hard to save her...â
âTraffic accident? Whatâs my motherâs current condition? Okay, got it. Iâll head over immediately...â
Seated on his bed, Gu Yusheng snapped his head toward Qin Zhiâai.
She had already ended the call and was staring down at her phone and frantically tapping the screen. She had begun researching plane and train tickets.
But itâs already 11. Regardless of whether itâs high-speed rail or plane, itâs unlikely that sheâll be able to start a trip back today...
As this thought surfaced in his mind, Qin Zhiâai was already making a call. The phone rang on the other end a few times, but no one answered. Like walking on hot bricks, she fidgeted and murmured, âWhy isnât Nuannuan answering?â