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Even if he is unwilling to take advantage of others.
But I clearly know that since that day, the relationship between Gu Yicheng and me has undergone a substantial change.
When I woke up the next day, Gu Yicheng had already gone to class. There was still warm porridge left in the pot in the kitchen. I expressionlessly unplugged it, feeling not much of anything inside.
I understand a bit about the strategy of feigning indifference to attract attention.
I was willing to engage with him afterward, often giving him a cold shoulder, but he would wait for me after class to go home together and would ride his Electric Scooter to pick me up from work.
When I was in a bad mood and ignored him, Gu Yicheng would quietly follow behind me.
"Your brother is here to pick you up again?"
My internship supervisor walked beside me as we exited the company. He gestured towards where Gu Yicheng was standing. Gu Yicheng looked very good, with a perfectly proportioned figure that made him easy to spot in a crowd.
I stared at him; the distance wasn't far, and I could see his hesitance to speak.
My supervisor patted my shoulder and leaned down to discuss some work matters with me, given his height of nearly six feet three inches.
With a plan in mind, I leaned closer to this young and wealthy supervisor. When Gu Yicheng approached, I deliberately let him overhear my words.
"Are you free tonight?"
The light in his eyes dimmed.
On the way back, I hummed a little tune while Gu Yicheng silently followed behind me.
I deliberately acted as if I didn't know, took the clothes off the balcony, and left to take a shower. When I came out, he was sitting on the sofa.
"Who is that man?"
See, I knew it.
I poured myself a glass of water and casually replied, "He's my boss, taking good care of me."
Gu Yicheng's handsome young face looked somewhat gloomy. I glanced at him and planned to head back to my room.
"Where are you going?"
"They said there's a Department Gathering tonight and invited me out."
His words made me laugh; he looked like he was playing the fool. Gu Yicheng lowered his head, looking somewhat aggrieved, his hands properly placed on his knees, making it hard for me to see his expression.
As I walked past him with a blank face, I felt myself being pulled into his embrace the next moment.
"Sister Jia Yi, please don't abandon me."
With pink corners of his eyes, Gu Yicheng clearly didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong, almost on the verge of tears.
From that moment on, I knew I had won.
"Are you serious about your cheap brother?"
When my best friend Jiang Jiang asked me this, I fell silent for a long time.
After graduation, I returned to my original city for work. Gu Yicheng would come back every few days, which often led to complaints from her mother, unaware that I was secretly laughing inside.
I was almost forgetting my original intentions.
Gu Yicheng rejected Old Xia's proposal for him to study abroad. Given Gu Yicheng's academic performance, his future path would be smooth. So when they expressed confusion over his behavior, Gu Yicheng sat at the dining table.
"I have something I want to pursue," he said.
Under the tablecloth, our fingers were tightly intertwined.
His slightly calloused hand brushed lightly against my palm, sending an unusual sensation through my heart, like an electric shock.
I didn't know if Gu Yicheng's deep affection for me was a good thing or not.
I worked alone at a foreign company, so I rented a small apartment next to the office. When I returned home after work at night, the dark hallway lights had not yet turned on when a figure rushed over and hugged me.
The familiar scent enveloped me, providing a moment of rest after a tiring day.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"I missed you," he replied.
Gu Yicheng embraced me from behind, resting his head on my shoulder and gently saying, "Don't you miss me?"
"But I miss you so much it drives me crazy."
Gu Yicheng affectionately called my name.
He lowered his head and said, "Sister Jia Yi, how about we get married?"
Suddenly, I was wide awake.
I looked up and saw his hopeful eyes, filled entirely with me. Gu Yicheng had planned our future together more than once, but I had always dismissed it as a joke.
"Are you serious?"
Gu Yicheng spoke with a tone full of sweetness and joy.
His words seemed to remind me, and I hugged Gu Yicheng back, leaning against him with a hint of affection.
"But have you thought about how to tell your family?"
Gu Yicheng pressed his lips together, the determination in his eyes unwavering. I was afraid he would say something that would upset me again, so I turned away.
Don't say anything more, Gu Yicheng. I know what to do.
As I tried to shake off my worries, I heard Gu Yicheng lean in close to my ear and say, "I love you."
Gu Yicheng came over to help me wash all my clothes before leaving.
Old Xia called to tell me that Stepmother's birthday was coming up and reminded me to come back for dinner.
I mumbled a vague response.
I hadn't celebrated my own birthday in a long time. Although Old Xia would remember, I never liked being with them.
In my dreams, I vaguely recall being the center of attention as a child, with my mother dressing me up like a little princess and close friends showering me with gifts.
In the blink of an eye, the person being praised on the sofa has become that woman, her son standing beside her, engaging gently and appropriately with others. They are enjoying what was once my mother's and my treatment.
That life shouldn't belong to them.
Waking up in the middle of the night, the summer breeze blowing through the window finally disperses the turmoil in my heart. My slightly reddened eyes gradually return to normal as I hug the cold blanket to fall asleep again.
Except for the first year when I caused chaos at her birthday party out of rebellion, after Old Xia slapped me in front of everyone, I attended her birthday parties obediently from then on.
Even though she later apologized and gave me a generous allowance.
But what else could I do?
My biological mother, far across the ocean, could only scold Old Xia over the phone; it seemed she couldn't do much else. How dull.
I witnessed Stepmother's favoritism; after all, he is her own son—why would she care for me?
During parent-teacher meetings in childhood, while everyone else's parents were showing affection, I struggled to find their figures. Gu Yicheng's attitude was no different from other parents', but what about mine?
It wasn't until the class dispersed that Old Xia hurried over. I sat at my desk in tears, allowing Old Xia to come up with various excuses to comfort me.
So I really despise his mother.
Old Xia specifically asked me to set aside an entire day to accompany them.
I know Old Xia has always wanted me to reconcile with Stepmother, but every time I look at her amiable face, I can't help but remember how smug she looked that year when she gained power.
Looking at her now, poised and gentle, who would know that she once had such a face? Truly, elegance nurtures a person...
"Jia Yi, you’ve really matured a lot."
I was making dumplings, and Old Xia's hands were also covered in flour. It looked like a joyful family scene, and he enjoyed it this way.
"I’m already 24, Old Xia."
I couldn't help but chuckle.
Old Xia gave me a meaningful, lingering look and muttered, "Yes, my daughter has grown up."
Gu Yicheng was sitting not far away, occasionally glancing in my direction. When our eyes met, he smiled shyly and turned back.
That dog of a man wasn’t like this in bed.
I sat on the sofa, chatting with Old Xia from time to time, my gaze occasionally drifting to Gu Yicheng and his mother’s spot; everything felt just right.
Gu Yicheng was increasingly enthusiastic towards me. I knew his eagerness to declare his feelings only grew stronger. Downstairs, people were congratulating Stepmother. Hearing the cheers from below, I gritted my teeth and suppressed the fire in my heart.
"Got you."
A voice came from behind me. "I found you."
His hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me close. The warmth radiated from him. I turned my head and accidentally locked eyes with Gu Yicheng; his gaze was as clear as spring water. The strands of hair on his forehead slightly fell forward as he leaned in closer and kissed me.
I looked up at him. "What are you doing here? Aren't you going to eat cake with them?"
With an innocent questioning tone, does he really not know at all how I feel about them?
I feel both angry and amused; the image of Gu Yicheng when he first arrived, looking small and petty, now overlaps with his current appearance as a distinguished young gentleman, casting another shadow over my heart.
"Mom just made a wish, hoping our family will always be together. What do you think?"
He smiled slightly, and when he saw that I remained silent, the smile in his eyes slowly faded. "Sister Jia Yi?"
"Bang."
I gently pushed Gu Yicheng against the wall, making a soft sound. His expression was one of confusion, like a little puppy. I sneered and grabbed his chin, silencing all his words.
Because I heard everyone else going upstairs, talking and laughing. Gu Yicheng lowered his gaze, seemingly surprised. My eyes were laughing as I tightened my grip around his neck.
I heard a gasp from behind me.
Look quickly, isn't it surprising!
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