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

Chapter 55

With a ripping sound, her Hanfu was torn open, revealing her underwear underneath.

"Wow, you've taken such good care of yourself."

An Zhixiao had a sinister smile on her face, and in the end, she actually took out her phone to take a picture.

"Are you crazy? If you dare to take a picture, I won't let you get away with it."

With red eyes, Gu Zi cried out for help.

Fear flashed in my eyes as I struggled desperately. Just then, the door was kicked open with a bang, and Gu Jinhuai rushed in. When he saw me lying on the ground in a sorry state, he was filled with malice.

"Brother, they want to take pictures, you have to stop them."

Gu Zi choked up as she complained.

Song Yuan hurriedly followed behind, and Song Yuzhou and the others behind her also wanted to come in, but were scolded by Gu Jinhuai.

"Get out."

Song Yuzhou pursed his lips and tactfully withdrew.

I didn't want Gu Jinhuai to see me in such a disheveled state, so I subconsciously turned my face away.

Soon, Gu Jinhuai walked up to me and draped his coat over my shoulders.

The trench coat was huge, completely enveloping me.

"Gu Jinhuai, what are you doing? Do you think you can avoid Yuanyuan by doing this? Don't forget who your fiancée is."

An Zhixiao broke free from Song Yuan's hand, walked up to Gu Jinhuai, and roared angrily.

Gu Jinhuai exuded a terrifying aura as his gaze swept over An Zhixiao before finally settling on Song Yuan.

The latter panicked and hurriedly went to Gu Jinhuai to explain, "Brother Jinhuai, I didn't expect things to turn out like this. Can you please not be angry? Zhixiao did this because of me. Nanzhi, please forgive her... Ah!"

Song Yuan stopped abruptly, covering her face where she had been slapped.

Gu Zi couldn't stop. She ran ahead, raised her hand, and slapped her across the face, looking at her with disgust: "If it weren't for you, how could your best friend have laid a hand on Zhizhi? Only a fool wouldn't see through your little scheme. Isn't it just using someone else to do your dirty work? Let me tell you, I will never let it go so easily if you hurt my friend, Gu Zi's friend."

Gu Zi was furious. He stared at Song Yuan with his eyes fixed on her and slapped her again.

Song Yuan was stunned by the blow. She covered her face and looked at Gu Zi in disbelief, her voice still soft and weak: "Gu Zi, don't we have even the slightest bit of friendship between us?"

"Brother Jinhuai, are you just going to let Gu Zi hit me like this?"

Song Yuan's vision was blurry, but her gaze was intense as she stared at Gu Jinhuai.

“I warned you before not to touch her, but you asked for this.”

Gu Jinhuai spoke coldly, his gaze towards Song Yuan devoid of any emotion.

"Gu Jinhuai, she is your wife. Do you know what the consequences will be if the people in the old mansion find out what you've done?"

An Zhixiao was unwilling to give up and shouted loudly.

"Shut up! What kind of good person would you be hanging out with a green tea b*tch like that!"

Gu Zi shouted angrily, and An Zhixiao, unable to contain her anger, immediately started fighting with Gu Zi.

Gu Jinhuai had no time to care and simply picked me up to leave. Just as I was about to struggle, he seemed to know that I was worried about Gu Zi and said in a deep voice, "You should take better care of yourself."

After a long pause, I remained silent. He seemed to realize his words had been somewhat harsh, and then softened his tone, adding, "She's trained in Taekwondo; she never loses a fight."

Yes, I forgot about it in my haste, but everyone in the dressing room is An Zhixiao's people, and I'm afraid Gu Zi will suffer.

"Moss has already gone to fetch people."

As I listened to Gu Jinhuai's explanation, I subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep in his arms.

When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed, wearing a hospital gown, with nothing underneath.

I quickly sat up and saw Gu Jinhuai sitting on the sofa. He picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, noticed my gaze, and turned to look at me: "You're awake."

My voice was hoarse as I gave a soft "hmm," looking at him with a complicated expression.

What kind of person is he?

I fell into deep thought. After a while, he came to the bedside, poured me a glass of water, and as I drank the water, I heard him say, "An Zhixiao's father cheated on her when she was eight years old. The mistress came to the door to provoke her, and her mother couldn't take it and committed suicide due to depression. From then on, she hated this kind of person."

Gu Jinhuai's voice was deep, but I laughed out loud.

Tilting her head, she asked, "So, I'm the other woman? Or are you trying to excuse Song Yuan's friend?"

"Zhou Nanzhi, I'm just telling you how things are going, I'm not taking sides with anyone."

Gu Jinhuai frowned, his cold voice tinged with anger.

"so what?"

I'm too lazy to listen anymore; I just want the result.

“An Zhixiao is ill, so we can’t convict her right now. We can only do so after she’s examined. But don’t worry, I won’t let her get away with this.”

Gu Jinhuai tucked the hair behind my ear, his expression serious, as if he were making a promise to me.

I gave a wry smile, looked at him, and said in a light tone, "It's none of my business who you side with. After all, you are Gu Jinhuai. Even if you release her, there's nothing I can do. If all else fails, I can just do what I did last time and send Song Yuan abroad."

"Zhou Nanzhi!"

Gu Jinhuai's face darkened, and his voice was filled with anger.

I threw off the covers and got out of bed, saying in a cold voice, "I'm not sick, I don't need to be hospitalized."

"You have injuries, so stay in the hospital and behave yourself."

Gu Jinhuai was adamant. Before I even reached the door, he picked me up and gently placed me on the bed.

His word was law, and no one dared to disagree with him.

"I said I don't need it, Gu Jinhuai. If you hadn't been so persistent, how could I have been shunned and treated like a mistress? If you really want to experience the thrill of being a man, there are plenty of women in nightclubs who want to climb the social ladder. You don't need to drag me down with you... um..."

I was speaking when my lips were sealed by a man's kiss, fiery and angry, biting and rubbing like a demon, imprisoning me. Finally, as if as punishment, he bit my earlobe hard, his voice cold and stern: "I don't want to hear what you just said a second time, Zhou Nanzhi. I've never failed to get what I want, and the same goes for you."

I watched him get up and leave, tears streaming down my face, but I stubbornly cursed, "You're a lunatic."

I raised my arm and fiercely wiped the lingering warmth from the corner of my mouth. His constant forceful kisses disgusted me.

This trip to Laojun Mountain ended unhappily. I stayed in the hospital for a week. After being discharged, I received a call from my father. It was already the end of the year, and the Chinese New Year was just around the corner.

I had been avoiding that family. I went back on New Year's Eve. After not seeing them for half a year, my parents had aged a lot, but I felt no heartache for their changes.

"These are New Year's goods I bought for you."

I carried the New Year's goods back home, because in this family, I am an outsider.

"Wasting money? Wouldn't it be better to have that money for our retirement?"

The father frowned, but his eyes remained fixed on the New Year's goods.

The mother huddled to one side, too afraid to speak. Her eyes were red, and her face was covered in bruises, especially around her eyes.

brute!

I looked at my father and cursed inwardly.

I glanced at the cold stove and the empty fire, a cold smile playing on my lips, and asked indifferently, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

"If you want to eat, cook for yourself. You're a grown man, don't expect me to support you."

"Also, come with me to see General Manager Li tomorrow,"

Hearing my father's voice, I noticed he was wearing a suit and his hair was shiny. I didn't know what had happened in the past six months, but the neighbors told me that my dad was doing business.

Given his addiction to alcohol, it's a miracle he's not involved in human trafficking; he's good enough to be able to do business.

I scoffed inwardly, got up and went to the kitchen, looking at the empty refrigerator, which was completely bare.

Later, I lingered in the corner, and I heard a man cursing from the living room: "You brat, you have nothing, no kitchen, and you're already in college. You still expect us to support you? Go out and buy some food. I'm hungry and waiting for dinner."

Listening to his commanding tone, I really wanted to just take a knife and kill him.

I suppressed my anger, turned around and went out the door. As soon as I stepped out, my mother followed me out and looked me up and down.

"what are you doing?"

I frowned, my tone displeased.