Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Slap in the Face Ye Xinyu
“Ye Shu, being too clever with words is your biggest flaw!” Sheng Shaochen suddenly turned cold and hung up the phone.
Staring at the darkened phone screen, Ye Shu felt an even worse headache coming on.
People from the court had already come forward to urge her to leave.
A hint of moisture welled up in Ye Shu’s eyes despite her efforts.
She bit down hard on her index finger, preventing herself from crying. She flipped through her phone contacts, hoping to find someone who could help, but realized she didn’t know whom to ask for assistance.
“Well, isn’t that my super impressive cousin? What’s the matter? Has that big sponsor who used his connections to bail out Ye Zifeng abandoned you?”
Ye Xinyu’s irritating voice swept in from behind.
Ye Shu’s face darkened suddenly.
She forcefully lifted her head, pushing all the tears back.
She moved past Ye Xinyu, avoiding her.
She wasn’t in the mood to engage in a war of words with Ye Xinyu now.
“What’s wrong? I’m talking to you. What’s with that attitude, Ye Shu? Don’t think you’re something special just because you’re pretty and can seduce men into bed. Do you think, being like a bus, those men will actually take you seriously? They’re tired of you after one night. And you think they’ll defend you every time? Dream on!”
Ye Xinyu grabbed Ye Shu’s collar and shoved her.
Ye Shu, stifling her anger and finding no outlet, turned around, ready to slap Ye Xinyu.
But she heard a sharp slap sound first.
Stunned, Ye Shu turned around to see Ye Xinyu fall to the ground, one hand covering her bleeding mouth corner, staring incredulously at someone beside Ye Shu, “Gu Zuocheng, you hit me? You actually hit me for this bitch, Ye Shu?”
Ye Xinyu got up, pushed Ye Shu away, and grabbed Gu Zuocheng’s collar, “Gu Zuocheng, do you believe I’ll make you regret this?”
“The thing I regret most is swapping you in as the bride on the night of our engagement party.”
Gu Zuocheng coldly pushed Ye Xinyu away, standing sorrowfully in front of Ye Shu.
The dying light of the sunset stretched his figure long, covering Ye Shu’s sight.
Something sour arose spontaneously in Ye Shu’s heart as she lifted her gaze to Gu Zuocheng’s noticeably thinner face.
“Gu Zuocheng, what is this act about?” A ploy?
Gu Zuocheng looked at her, his eyes filled with guilt and anguish.
In his hand, he held a bright red certificate.
It boldly read—Dream Wings Charity Foundation.
“I never thought you’d reject me this way,” Gu Zuocheng said with a self-mocking laugh, a flicker of broken light in his eyes.
Ye Shu’s brow furrowed slightly.
Initially, she had impulsively d the house, car, and Affiliated Gold Card that Gu Zuocheng had given her to the Dream Wings Charity Foundation.
In return, the charity gave Gu Zuocheng a ‘good person card.’
At that moment, Ye Shu felt especially vindicated.
But now, recalling that incident, Ye Shu felt somewhat childish.
She withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, “Gu Zuocheng, we’re even now. Let’s just wish each other well from here on.”
With that said, she turned to leave.
But Gu Zuocheng reached out, firmly grasping her hand, his sorrowful gaze fixed on her face.
“Shushu, you can refuse everything from me, but you must accept the Ye Mansion.”
After all, he knew too well the importance of the Ye Mansion to Ye Shu.
Gu Zuocheng handed a kraft paper bag to Ye Shu.
Just moments ago, he had gone to the bank to pay off all the compensation caused by the contract she was tricked into signing.
The Ye Mansion was now back under Ye Shu’s name.