Then, Zhang Xiuli took Gu Zhiqi to the restroom of the beauty salon.
As soon as they entered the restroom, Zhang Xiuli closed the door and her face turned sour and mean, "How many times have I told you not to look for me, not to look for me, but you just wouldn’t listen. Are you like dog skin plaster that just won’t come off?"
"Don’t you look at what you really are? I’ve said it; I will not introduce you to the Yuk Family."
"Your dad is dead, so just stay with your stepmother and have a good life. Why are you coming to me, huh?"
As soon as the door closed, she unleashed a wave of scolding.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t respond to the tirade, instead standing quietly to one side, surveying Zhang Xiuli from head to toe, then slightly lowering her eyes suffused with contemplative hues.
Zhang Xiuli, seeing her , grew even angrier, "Gu Zhiqi, are you even listening to me? The Yuk Family can accept Weiyin because she is outstanding, but what can you do? You are good for nothing, the Yuk Family will never accept you."
"Mrs. Yuk," Gu Zhiqi called out to Zhang Xiuli in a light, drifting voice, her eyes taking on a shade of deep blue as she raised her gaze to Zhang Xiuli.
"Calling me Mrs. Yuk won’t do you any good, I am definitely not going to..." Zhang Xiuli wasn’t able to finish her sentence when she suddenly locked eyes with a pair of misty, deep blue eyes.
Those eyes, as if containing a pair of swirling blue galaxies, deep and ethereal, just by looking into them one could fall into a sea of smoke, and in an instant become utterly lost.
Zhang Xiuli only felt dizzy for a moment, and then her pupils started to dilate with confusion.
"Who helped you snatch destiny?" Gu Zhiqi gazed directly at Zhang Xiuli and asked her very softly and slowly.
Zhang Xiuli, with a vacant and numb expression, answered sluggishly: "Don’t, don’t know."
Hearing this, Gu Zhiqi lightly raised an eyebrow and continued to ask, "What do they look like?"
"Can’t... can’t see clearly, wearing a cloak, face covered," Zhang Xiuli responded slowly as she tried to remember, speaking sluggishly, "Male, a man."
"Has any of Gu Zhiqi’s destiny been transferred to you?" Gu Zhiqi continued, staring at Zhang Xiuli.
Zhang Xiuli answered blankly, "Yes."
"Where is that destiny now?"
Gu Zhiqi felt only the destiny taken from Gu Bo on Zhang Xiuli, none that belonged to the original owner.
As Gu Zhiqi asked her questions, Zhang Xiuli’s face contorted for an instant, "Divided... it was taken away, snatched away."
Gu Zhiqi’s brow furrowed slightly, "Who divided it?"
"Gu, Gu Chengan," said Zhang Xiuli, almost gritting her teeth as she spoke.
Listening to Zhang Xiuli’s answers, Gu Zhiqi clicked her tongue lightly.
If the destiny is unstable, it indeed could be transferred from the mother to the fetus.
It seems that during Zhang Xiuli’s pregnancy with Gu Chengan, the destiny was transferred to him.
This was troublesome. Transferred destiny and snatched destiny were not the same.
Especially destiny that comes with one from the womb.
Even though this destiny did not belong to Zhang Xiuli, it belonged to that baby.
That destiny had long since fused with his own.
She had thought that guy had some destiny because he was close to the female lead; turns out, there was also the factor of him having stumbled upon a windfall.
"Were the ones who snatched destiny five years ago and seventeen years ago the same person?" Gu Zhiqi looked at Zhang Xiuli and asked another question.
Since the destiny could be transferred from the womb to Gu Chengan, the original owner’s destiny must have been snatched away fifteen years ago.
And Gu Zhiqi had been raised by the Gu Family for seventeen years.
So, Gu Zhiqi was blindly guessing that the original owner’s destiny was snatched right at birth.