Ji Yu being alive until now proves one thing—he would never harm Ji Yu.
If he were to harm Ji Yu, it definitely wouldn’t be when he still loved her.
Gu Qixiao’s mood was, to say the least, not great right now.
Ever since meeting Ji Yu, he had changed a lot. But in the past, he had done plenty of such things, and he feared that when Ji Yu came back, she would despise him.
"Yu, you wouldn’t hate me, right..."
"I would." He heard Ji Yu’s voice.
He desperately tried to hold Ji Yu, but watched as she moved further and further away, with nothing he could do to stop it.
"Yu..." When he opened his eyes, he realized it was just a dream.
Gu Qixiao took a deep breath and looked at the message notification on his phone. Sure enough, Jiang Huai had agreed to meet.
He didn’t know what Jiang Huai was thinking exactly, but since the meeting was agreed upon, it was time to confront things openly.
When he arrived at the designated location, Jiang Huai was already there.
Seeing Gu Qixiao’s somewhat haggard appearance, Jiang Huai let out an involuntary laugh. "Looks like you’ve really been worried about Yu lately. But she’s living very well with me—there’s no need for your concern."
He treated Ji Yu so well, so how could he possibly allow her to get hurt under his watch?
"What exactly do you mean?" Gu Qixiao, well-acquainted with Ji Yu, knew that even if she was being well cared for, she certainly couldn’t be truly happy.
"What do I mean? You seem quite curious about my affairs." Jiang Huai smiled at Gu Qixiao, having obviously planned for how to deal with him.
"I’m going to marry Yu. When the time comes, I’ll invite you to our wedding. Do you think you’ll be able to bless us then?" Jiang Huai appeared to have always had his own views about this matter.
There was no way Gu Qixiao would believe Ji Yu would marry him. Letting out a cold snort, he sneered at the very idea. "If Yu really wanted to marry you, it’d probably just be to set you up at the wedding. Do you seriously think she would genuinely love you?"
There was no love between them. No matter how much effort Jiang Huai put in, the result would always be the same.
Lack of love was lack of love. Once Ji Yu made up her mind, it would never change.
"Oh? Perhaps by then, Yu would be willing to marry me on her own accord. Look at your current state—do you honestly think you could measure up to me? If Yu found out about everything you’ve done in the past, don’t you think her reaction would be... fascinating?" Jiang Huai’s grin seemed both amused and smug, as though certain that Ji Yu would feel nothing but disgust if she knew those truths about Gu Qixiao.
Gu Qixiao had indeed thought many times about whether to tell Ji Yu everything. But after encountering Jiang Huai, he dismissed the idea. Ji Yu’s attitude toward him was already . If she knew more, she’d probably treat him the same way she treated Jiang Huai.
"Are you scared now?" Jiang Huai couldn’t help but laugh aloud, as if he had long anticipated this turn of events.
He found Gu Qixiao deeply annoying and wanted to see if the man truly had any capability at all. Updates are released by novel※fire.net
But now that they were on the same starting line, everything else seemed less significant.
Gu Qixiao’s expression grew dark, but he remained determined to bring Ji Yu back.
"If you’re willing to return Yu to me, I’ll agree to anything you ask." At this point, he no longer cared about anything else. The priority was that Jiang Huai had hidden Ji Yu, and he couldn’t find any clues about her whereabouts.
"I have no other intentions, but if you truly care for Ji Yu, you’d best not treat me with this attitude. Otherwise, when Yu sees this side of you, she’ll only loathe you more. She belongs to me now."
Jiang Huai had already drawn Ji Yu into his own world.
And hadn’t Ji Yu said it herself before? They would only ever be lifelong friends.
Gu Qixiao never liked Jiang Huai. Hearing this, he simply pulled out the gun he had prepared.
"What do you think you are? Yu could never love you. If you hand her over to me now, maybe we can still have a civil conversation."
His mind was wholly consumed with Ji Yu.
Seeing Gu Qixiao lose his temper, Jiang Huai couldn’t suppress his laughter. "It seems that this is all you’re capable of. Gu Qixiao, if you really had it in you to kill me, you wouldn’t have waited until now. Look at you—this pathetic state of yours. What more could you possibly have to say to me?"
Usually, Gu Qixiao was methodical in his actions, but when it came to Ji Yu, he couldn’t help but get anxious.
Thinking about it now, he realized that perhaps he had been too hasty in tearing things apart just now.
Ji Yu could actually hear their conversation and understood that Gu Qixiao’s behavior was likely due to guilt over things he had genuinely done before. But Ji Yu didn’t want to listen to any of it.
"Jiang Huai, no matter how much dirt you dig up on Gu Qixiao, unless I see it with my own eyes, I’ll only trust the Gu Qixiao in my memories. I won’t change my mind because of a few things you say."
She knew Jiang Huai could hear her, though Gu Qixiao remained unaware.
For a moment, the smile on Jiang Huai’s face vanished entirely. He hadn’t expected Ji Yu to love someone so deeply. Even with Gu Qixiao’s blatantly guilty conduct, she maintained this stance.
"Miss Ji, you shouldn’t provoke him further. Sir truly cares for you. If you keep this up, he might lose control of his emotions." The maid spoke gently, choosing her words carefully.
Ji Yu had long realized that Jiang Huai occasionally lost control of himself.
"Jiang Huai, maybe you have some psychological issues. After doing so many vicious things, you still claim to have a psychological illness?" Ji Yu found it laughable.
Someone like him, who didn’t even understand remorse, talking about being mentally unwell—Ji Yu thought it was absurdly funny. Given another chance, she’d mock him again.
"Miss Ji, please say less." The maid was practically trembling in fear, unable to comprehend how Ji Yu, usually so gentle, could behave as though she’d taken some stimulant in matters concerning Jiang Huai.
"Why should I stay silent about his guilty deeds?"