She forced herself to read.
Over time, she developed a habit of reading.
The ancient book in her hand was in classical Chinese, which she barely understood.
Gu Qiaoqiao noted down the parts she didn’t understand, intending to ask Zhang Yi about them later.
Zhang Yi was very proficient in this area.
It just goes to show that you live and learn.
In her previous life, she thought she had learned a lot.
Now, however, she realized it was merely a drop in the ocean, the tip of the iceberg.
There was still so much she needed to learn and master.
But that was a good thing.
A fulfilling life helps one forget many worries.
She hadn’t expected that just after finishing half a cup of tea,
that annoying Dongfang Yu would show up.
He walked into Yubao Square in his usual arrogant manner.
When a Yubao Square employee came to the rest area to tell Gu Qiaoqiao someone was looking for her, she was just nodding off.
When she went out to see,
it was Dongfang Yu, whom she hadn’t seen in several days.
It looked like it had been over a week since she had last seen him.
But not seeing him didn’t mean he had left.
Gu Qiaoqiao knew this man wouldn’t give up until he accomplished his goal.
How could he possibly let the Gu Family off when he hadn’t gotten what he wanted yet?
She had also been studying the Mysterious Dragon Box these past few days.
But still, there were no results.
Seeing Dongfang Yu sitting on the sofa, smiling at her, she really wanted to take out the Demon-slaying Sword and eliminate this evil creature.
And bring peace to the world.
But as she approached Dongfang Yu, she was somewhat surprised.
Dongfang Yu’s face was clearly injured.
There were bruises under his eyes, and bloodshot at the corner.
The wound at the corner of his mouth seemed to have just healed.
From the looks of it, it seemed he had been beaten up.
A thought crossed Gu Qiaoqiao’s mind.
She also realized that Dongfang Yu was flesh and blood.
It was normal for him to get hurt.
After all, he was not an immortal.
Gu Qiaoqiao sat down in front of Dongfang Yu.
She raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
Dongfang Yu pointed to his face and said bluntly, "Qiaoqiao, do you see my face?"
Gu Qiaoqiao nodded, "I see it. Did you walk into a door because you weren’t looking?"
This girl, why was her speech so sharp and tough?
He gritted his teeth, "I wasn’t walking into a door. I was beaten..."
"Oh?" Gu Qiaoqiao seemed skeptical, taunting, "Someone like you got beaten? Are you joking? Especially for someone as proud as you. If you really had been beaten, you’d be too busy hiding it. Why would you tell me?"
Meanwhile, she thought to herself,
Why would Dongfang Yu tell her this?
Even at the expense of his own dignity.
The only possibility was that Qin Yize had beaten him.
His coming here might be to seek an explanation, or to sow discord...
That is, to stir up trouble.
But why would he do that?
Dongfang Yu leaned back and released his grip, letting the White Cat, which had finally forgotten the incident from some time ago, jump down.
It then ran to Gu Qiaoqiao’s side.
This time, it didn’t leap onto her nor twirl around her feet.
Instead, it lay down a step away from her.
That distance was the best.
Gu Qiaoqiao couldn’t kick it, and it could still feel the warm aura emanating from her.
The White Cat was very docile.
At that moment, the room was as warm as spring.
Even though Dongfang Yu’s face was a patchwork of blue and purple, his complexion looked good.
At least he didn’t look as pale as he did the other day, and his lips had some color.