Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
From the very first time Qin Zhiâai saw Gu Yusheng, she had a crush on him.
But that night, seeing him arrogantly fighting for her, her heartbeat pounded exceptionally fiercely.
After a very long time, she realized that the fast heartbeat meant she was screwed.
When the fight ended, Gu Yusheng, Wu Hao, and the others were about to leave, but Qin Zhiâai still stood blankly in the corner where she had been pushed away by Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng walked to the door, then back into the restaurant when he saw she was still standing there stiffly. He patted her head and shouted, âHey, sweetheart, letâs go!â
He called me sweetheart? Qin Zhiâai lowered her head with rosy cheeks and followed Gu Yushengâs steps outside.
Outside of the western restaurant, Gu Yusheng hailed a taxi, and they went to his home together.
There was nobody in his villa. Gu Yusheng turned on the lights, found a first aid kit, and threw it to Xu Wennuan for Wu Haoâs wounds.
However, he didnât care about the wounds on his own body at all. He got a cigarette from the tea table, but when he was about to light it, he glanced at Qin Zhiâai, who was sitting in an armchair seriously. He paused for a second and lit the cigarette quickly, then went into the kitchen and carried out a cup of juice for Qin Zhiâai.
He put the juice in front of Qin Zhiâai, but before he spoke, he saw a glaring light flashing away outside the curtains. He frowned, raised his head to look outside, then said to Wu Hao fiercely, âHaozi, my fatherâs back. Take them out the back door!â
Hearing that, Wu Hao stood up hurriedly, grabbed Xu Wennuan, and waved at Qin Zhiâai, then ran toward the back door with quick, experienced movements.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
When they ran into the backyard, Xu Wennuan realized that she had left her handbag in the house, but Wu Hao grasped her wrist tightly and pulled her to run, saying, âMaybe another day! Now isnât the right time. Weâll be dead in there!â
Dead in there? The words that Wu Hao said to Xu Wennuan in the restaurant ran through Qin Zhiâaiâs mind.
âHis dad always beats him and his mother when he gets home, and he beats them very severelyâ¦â
Qin Zhiâai gradually stopped her footsteps, and after a look back at the splendid villa, she turned around and ran back.
The back door hadnât been closed when they left. Qin Zhiâai walked into the villa quietly, but before she made it into the living room, she heard the sound of someone being hit and a shout from a middle-aged manââYou destroyed my good mood, Iâm gonna beat you to deathâ¦
âYou are a disaster, just like your mother!
âYou f**king asshole! Still hiding, huh? Iâll kick you to death.â