Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Did she really need to become an outsider?
Wasn’t she already an outsider?
She had been living in his house, but today was the first time she knew his schedule. She heard where he was from Jiang Qianqian. He had been playing card games at the Majestic Clubhouse that afternoon.
One corner of Qin Zhi’ai’s mouth curled up and formed a sarcastic smile, but her eyes were as gloomy as the darkest sky.
Many years ago, she had really thought she would be a part of his life.
Many years later, she learned that her past dreams were just wishful thinking.
He had completely forgotten about her.
Qin Zhi’ai slightly turned her head to the side to suppress her desire to cry. She straightened her back and ignored the pain in her feet. She was ready to walk towards the subway when a car stopped next to her.
The car had been moving very fast, so the driver braked hard. The car’s sudden stop made her tense and hurt her feet even more. She sucked in cold air to fight the pain. She lifted her umbrella higher and noticed the car looked familiar.
Qin Zhi’ai thought she was seeing it wrong. She blinked and took off her sunglasses. When she was about to rub her eyes, the door on the driver side was pushed open. Xiaowang, holding a black umbrella, walked around the front of the car and rushed to her.
“Ms. Liang, please get in the car,” Xiaowang said. He raised the umbrella higher to cover her. Xiaowang opened the door for her.
“Why are you here?” Qian Zhi’ai asked, stuttering. Qin Zhi’ai didn’t realize what had happened until Xiaowang held his hand out to take her umbrella.
“Mr. Gu asked me to come,” Xiaowang leaned his umbrella towards Qin Zhi’ai and answered her.
Gu, Mr. Gu? Gu, Gu Yusheng? How would he know she was there? Qin Zhi’ai’s head was spinning. It seemed so suspicious and unbelievable to her. As she was about to turn around and ask Xiaowang, she saw Gu Yusheng sitting in the car from the corner of her eye. He leaned on the leather seat and rested with his eyes closed.
The questions were on the tip of Qin Zhi’ai’s tongue, but suddenly stopped there. She stood still next to the car door for a while before she tucked herself into the car.
Xiaowang got into the car after he closed the door behind Qin Zhi’ai and tossed the wet umbrellas into the trunk. He tapped on the accelerator and the car moved about 650 feet before Gu Yusheng opened his eyes. He tilted his head slightly and stared at Qin Zhi’ai’s soaked lower body for a while. Without knowing what triggered his hot temper, he suddenly felt angry. Without any warning, he roared at Xiaowang, “Give her a towel. Don’t let her drenched clothes get my car dirty.”