After seven years of being a "simp," she's reborn and no longer pursuing the aloof sc

Chapter 33

Although I was unhappy, I still obediently got into the car.

But Gu Jinhuai seemed to see through my thoughts, locked the back door, and his cold voice escaped from his throat: "Ahead."

I glanced at him, then walked around the front of the car and sat in the passenger seat, but I felt no joy whatsoever.

In my past life, even after we got married, I never rode in his car again, not even in the passenger seat or the trunk.

After we got married, he always seemed very busy. Apart from that incident, the only time he took good care of me was when I was pregnant and giving birth to Momo. After that, we hired a postpartum nanny, and I rarely saw him come home.

My thoughts raced, and I thought about many things that happened in my past life.

Soon, the car came to a smooth stop in front of the police station. I glanced at it, and although I didn't know what he was going to do, I got out of the car with him.

It wasn't until I went inside and saw those three thugs that I understood.

"Mr. Gu, we received your report and have brought the parties involved in. They have requested mediation. What do you think?"

A man in uniform walked up to Gu Jinhuai, his attitude respectful and his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"What do you think?"

Gu Jinhuai did not answer, but instead turned his gaze to me, waiting for my reply.

I was in a dilemma for a moment. I remembered Principal Liu's words: "I just want to have a peaceful university life and I don't want to cause any trouble."

My hesitation gave Gu Jinhuai the answer, and he said in a cold tone: "We refuse mediation."

Seeing the police about to leave, I quickly spoke up, "I accept private mediation. This is my matter, and has nothing to do with Mr. Gu, so I won't trouble you any further."

The police officer looked at Gu Jinhuai with a troubled expression, while the latter frowned.

"You two should discuss this first."

After the police left, we had time to think it over.

My gaze fell on him with a chilling intensity: "You're making trouble for me. You can't be unaware that the vocational school is backed by the Song family, and also by your fiancée's family."

Gu Jinhuai stared back at me with a deep gaze, his voice cold and tinged with displeasure: "She is not my fiancée."

I don't know why, but I saw an unprecedented level of seriousness in his eyes.

But now, I don't care about his explanation at all. I said coldly, "This is my business. It's none of your concern. Whether you mediate or not is none of your business. Please stop interfering in my life."

Just as I was about to leave, Gu Jinhuai grabbed my arm, put his hands on my shoulders, and said seriously, "Zhou Nanzhi, I don't know what you're thinking, but I won't easily let go of what I like."

After that unpleasant parting, I threw myself into the campus. After military training, time flew by, and my daily life was very fulfilling. I went back and forth between the school dormitory and the campus, and occasionally Su Qi would drag me to the mall. It was quite pleasant.

Until the National Day holiday, Su Qi went back to her hometown, and I was the only one in the dormitory. Usually, Qiao Weiwei is not in the dormitory, but I didn't expect her to come back today.

Holding her newly purchased phone, she looked at me smugly: "You don't know yet, do you? Yuanyuan won a major award in a dance competition abroad. She'll be back in a few days to discuss her engagement with Gu Jinhuai. Zhou Nanzhi, you've missed your chance. With me here, you won't be able to ruin Yuanyuan's good fortune."

The moment I heard the name Song Yuan, I felt a surge of anger.

She was the one who made the mistake, yet she can still live a peaceful and healthy life abroad, while I have been lying in the hospital for almost a month.

As I listened to her boasting, I crossed my arms and scoffed lightly, my words hitting the nail on the head: "If you were really her best friend, you wouldn't be telling me these things now, but keeping them a secret for her, understand?"

"Actually, you're also jealous. Why does she have what you don't?"

My words seemed to have touched a nerve with her. Her expression changed, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she roared at me, "What do you know? All you do is talk nonsense all day long. Now you dare to try to sow discord between me and Yuanyuan. We are best friends. Stop pretending. I will keep a close eye on you these next few days."

I met her angry eyes and replied indifferently, "You're crazy!"

"you!"

I ignored Qiao Weiwei and went back to bed to rest.

The next morning, I went to the library. Most people had gone home for the National Day holiday or gone out with friends, so there were very few people in the library.

I found a few books related to medicine, picked a quiet corner, and before I knew it, it was noon.

I looked up and noticed Fu Yiran sitting across from me. He was wearing glasses, which added a touch of scholarly air to his gentle demeanor, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort.

"You finally noticed me."

Fu Yiran spoke softly, but her gaze towards me held a hint of helplessness.

A look of surprise flashed across my eyes: "When did you get here?"

"I've been here for a while."

Fu Yiran spoke gently, her gaze fixed on the desk.

A hint of embarrassment crossed my face: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, that's good. Focusing on one thing at a time will greatly help your future medical career."

Fu Yiran spoke softly. Being with him always felt very relaxed. Although they didn't meet often, he was easy to get along with, didn't act like a senior, and was approachable.

This was a compliment from someone other than my teacher, and I was a little taken aback.

"Zhizhi, can I treat you to a meal? It won't take long."

I looked at Fu Yiran in surprise, wondering why he hadn't gone home.

We went to a restaurant near the school for dinner. The restaurant had a beautiful environment with soft music playing, and I unconsciously relaxed.

Soon, Fu Yiran and I entered the elevator, heading to the private room. Just as the elevator doors were closing, a large, well-defined hand reached in. The elevator doors slowly opened, and I met Gu Jinhuai's cold eyes.

Just his stare sent chills down my spine. As he walked in, I instinctively moved to the side, and then I saw a girl following behind him.

The little girl, with red eyes, followed behind Gu Jinhuai. She wore a light pink dress, had two high ponytails, and her chubby face looked very cute.

Is this a change of heart? Do they no longer like the innocent, pure schoolgirl type, but prefer the cute and charming type?

I looked at the little girl, who noticed my gaze and glared at me fiercely with her wet eyes: "What are you looking at?"

My lips twitched slightly. I gave her a cool glance and retorted, "How do you know I was looking at you if you weren't looking at me?"

"You...hum..."

The little girl noticed several pairs of eyes staring at her, her cheeks flushed red involuntarily, and finally glared at me fiercely before standing directly next to Gu Jinhuai.

The elevator fell silent for a moment, then Gu Jinhuai's low, husky voice sounded beside him: "Why bother arguing with a little girl?"

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I always felt there was a faint smile in his words.

"That's yours, what does it have to do with me?"

I glanced at him sideways. The elevator doors opened, and I looked at Fu Yiran, smiled, and said gently, "Let's go."

"Ah."

Fu Yiran gave a soft "hmm," turned her gaze away from Gu Jinhuai, and left with me.

As soon as Fu Yiran and I sat down in the private room, Gu Jinhuai walked in with the young girl. I looked at him, puzzled.

"Apologize."

The man's expression was indifferent, radiating a chilling aura, and his words were forceful.

My heart clenched inexplicably, and I looked displeased. Before, I was framed, and he made me apologize to Song Yuan. Now he's making me apologize to another girl. Why should I?

Just as I was lost in thought, Gu Jinhuai ruthlessly picked up the girl behind him and dragged her to the front like a chick, urging, "Hurry up."

The little girl staggered a few steps forward, looked at us timidly, her eyes brimming with tears that seemed about to fall, and looked pitiful.

"sorry!"

The little girl apologized in a low voice. Before I could speak, Gu Jinhuai looked at him coldly and impatiently: "Louder!"

"I……"

The little girl looked timidly at Gu Jinhuai beside her, then gritted her teeth, looked at me, and said in a loud voice, as if reciting a text: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken my anger out on you just now."