The moment his sleeve was grabbed by the female host, Gu Qichi was completely dazed.

He subconsciously looked toward the entrance of the red carpet, trying to find Luo Qianqian’s figure.

But she had already taken his cloak to the inner venue to wait for him, terrified that a moment’s delay would freeze him. After all, it was universally known that Gu Qichi was afraid of the cold.

Not seeing Luo Qianqian, a sense of despair inexplicably rose within Gu Qichi. He turned his head, saw the female host’s eyes shining, and frowned. Just as he was about to politely decline, a staff member offstage handed him a signature pen.

Gu Qichi had no choice but to swallow his words. He took the pen with both hands, nodded to the staff, and whispered a “Thank you.”

The cameras behind him were still clicking non-stop, and the media kept shouting: “Gu Qichi! Look back!”

“Left! Left! Gu Qichi, look left!”

After signing his name, Gu Qichi sighed helplessly and had no choice but to continue “working.”

The S Media reporter stood to his front right; from this angle, they could perfectly capture Gu Qichi’s signature.

The strokes were fluid and vigorous, crisp and clean, and the handwriting was elegant and beautiful.

Gu Qichi had been sent to a calligraphy class by his adoptive mother when he was young to practice his handwriting. Although it was later cut short by Zhou Yuan using the excuse of having no money, the structure and style of his strokes had already become a habit. After starting school, his handwriting was surprisingly excellent.

Therefore, after entering the entertainment industry, Wen Xi simply skipped the trouble of finding a calligraphy teacher to design a signature for him and let Gu Qichi sign casually. Anyway, no matter how he signed, his signature looked great.

She merely reminded him to blur the strokes in some key areas, so that no one could crop it out and use it for bad purposes.

After signing, Gu Qichi was kept by the female host to answer a few harmless questions. For example, his thoughts on this Alla gala, what themes he would like to collaborate with Alla on in the future, and so on. Gu Qichi picked out a few very official answers before he was finally let go.

The continuous camera flashes were blindingly bright, and the shutters clicked ceaselessly. Gu Qichi forced his eyes open and blankly searched for the direction of the inner venue.

He was about to freeze numb.

“Gu Qichi! Smile!”

“Gu Qichi! Look here! Look at the camera!”

For any ordinary artist, having such an opportunity to be surrounded and photographed by entertainment reporters would definitely fill them with joy, wishing they could display their best angles 360 degrees without any blind spots to achieve a viral moment.

But Gu Qichi had absolutely no desire to be on any trending search or grab any headlines. His only thought was to get to the inner venue and find his coat.

Therefore, no matter how hard the reporters yelled, or how loud their voices got—even if they screamed the heavens down—Gu Qichi didn’t show a smile, nor did he look at the cameras. He left the red carpet without looking back and dashed toward the inner venue.

It wasn’t until he sat in his seat inside, draped his coat over his shoulders, and repeatedly rubbed his hands for over ten minutes that Gu Qichi finally felt like he had come back to life.

Behind him, Luo Qianqian stared intently at her phone, extremely excited. Hearing the noise, Gu Qichi turned his head. Luo Qianqian noticed his gaze, stuck out her tongue, and handed her phone over to him.

“Teacher Gu! You’re on the trending search again!”

In the top twenty-five trending topics, Gu Qichi alone occupied five, dominating a fifth of the total heat.

This number was truly staggering.

Meanwhile, Wen Xi, who was out on a business trip, was also keeping a real-time eye on Gu Qichi’s trending tags. Perhaps because over the past half-year he had almost become a permanent resident on Weibo’s trending list, Wen Xi’s first reaction upon seeing it was no longer surprise. Instead, a feeling arose of: Yes, exactly, that’s how it should be. Gu Qichi has killed it again relying solely on his face.

No one could reject Gu Qichi’s beauty!

Wen Xi let out an internal groundhog scream, but on the surface, she maintained a calm and composed expression.

The Alla gala wasn’t held in a live-broadcast format. All the artists relied entirely on their own studios and fansites to carefully select a few beautiful photos to post on Weibo for exposure, and then bought trending spots in advance to heat things up and increase their visibility.

Of course, there would also be paparazzi staking out in advance to take photos while the artists were waiting and then post the videos online. But such videos were tricky—how clear they were, or how high the beauty filters were secretly turned up, could all be negotiated with the artists’ management companies. After all, this was an unspoken industry process.

Those few top-tier traffic stars of the entertainment industry hadn’t appeared yet. No one cared about the early-to-mid red carpet slots, and nobody else’s trending searches had been pushed to the top yet.

As a result, when the eagerly waiting fans of various fandoms frantically refreshed the trending topics, they discovered that a certain familiar figure had dominated the charts again.

#GuQichiGodOfEntertainmentRedCarpets#, #GuQichiWonByALandslide#, #GuQichiGapLevelGodlyBeauty#, #MassiveEntertainmentFansiteClimbingWallScene#, and #GuQichiInPaparazziLensesKilledIt#—these trending tags rapidly occupied high positions. They grew at an insane speed, with click rates, likes, and views leaving everyone else in the dust.

Even the real-time public square was uncharacteristically free of arguments; instead, everyone uniformly and consciously typed out rows of “Holy f*ck.”

[Under the Phoenix Tree You and Me]: Wifey! [Crying]!!! (Knocks away other puppies) (Rolls and crawls over) (Beaten black and blue) (Runs toward Wifey with teary eyes)

[Nuwa Don’t Be Too Biased]: God: Let me see how human looks are. God: Huh, how did I run into a god?

[Light and Dust]: Please stop harassing my wife in the comments section. We are living very happily together. Your remarks have seriously disturbed my wife’s daily life, and I hope you know when to stop. After all, Chi Chi is currently acting spoiled in my arms. He told me he only loves me. [Heart] [Heart]

[Boundless Wind and Moon]: ……………… Breathtakingly beautiful. I have no culture, so I can only say holy fck wifey is so hot! Wifey is so beautiful! Wifey fck me!

[Wifey Chi Chi Look Here]: Qixing Entertainment, I announce that those who don’t like Gu Qichi should get out of China, and those who like Gu Qichi should also get out of China, because I want to like him. [Lust] [Lust] [Lust]

[Politely Declined Chen Xu Multiple Times]: Me before clicking into the trending search: Heh, hundreds of fansites climbing the wall (jumping ship), what a joke. Me after clicking into the trending search: Damn! Who is this! This is my destined wife!!! [Lick screen] [Lick screen] [Lick screen]

[A Smile and a Sword to Roam the Jianghu]: Let me see which fansite jumped ship. [Back to school season] Oh, it turns out it was mine. [Back to school season] I’m sorry XXX, I’m jumping ship too. Wifey is so hot!!!

[It’s Lemon Ah]: Say no more family, Chi Chi has issued an invitation to sleep pressed against me tonight. My wife is too enthusiastic, I have no choice.

[Won’t Change Name Until I Drop Below 99 Jin]: Wow, is he wearing ES haute couture? It looks so familiar, it should be their latest spring collection…

[One Leaf One Bodhi]: It’s not ES haute couture, right? Gu Qichi’s status isn’t high enough to touch ES.

[The Little Wife at the Apex of Gu Qichi’s Heart]: No no no, our Chi Chi is just an 18th-tier obscure washed-up celeb, he can’t reach ES. This piece is probably some other niche brand, the fans just think it suits him well.

[Hehehehe]: Let’s hope it’s not a knockoff…

However, discussions about Gu Qichi’s clothes were few and far between, completely submerged in the vast expanse of public square posts, so much so that Wen Xi and Luo Qianqian didn’t see them at all.

But while Gu Qichi was riding high on success here, naturally, someone else was so unlucky that even drinking cold water would get stuck in their teeth.

Sitting in his family’s Rolls-Royce, Gu Yuning watched the climbing trending searches, his chest heaving with anger as he trembled non-stop.

It was one thing that his resources had dropped, but Gu Qichi clearly had no intention of leaving him a way out at all.

When his manager went to borrow a suit, he hit a wall at every turn. No matter which luxury brand it was, they all rejected Gu Yuning’s request. Even the executives of some brands who had previously been eager to court him now showed troubled expressions.

And when Gu Yuning, in a fit of rage, wanted to just throw money at them and buy a suit directly, he was informed by the other party that he had already been kicked out of the brand’s VIP membership.

In other words, he had no right to purchase the specific brand items he wanted.

Overnight, Gu Yuning almost thought he had become an artist with a tainted record to be blacklisted on such a massive scale.

But that wasn’t the case. He hadn’t become a tainted artist, yet he was still strictly blacklisted anyway.

This made him feel even more terrified.

An unfamiliar fear hovered over his head. The chill spread inch by inch, seeping into his skin and muscles, cold to the bone. Gu Yuning’s shoulders trembled, his fingertips shrank back, and he burst into tears, utterly defeated.

He tried to ask Gu Chengtian for help, but only received a cold reply: “This is just Qichi playing a joke on you. In a while, it will be fine. Xiao Ning, don’t be unreasonable.”

And Gu Yuan’an, who usually doted on him the most, was uncharacteristically silent, merely rubbing his head and telling him to endure it a bit longer.

The development of the north city land was imminent, and the Gu Corporation still had to rely on the Bo Corporation’s favor. If they continued to indulge Gu Yuning in provoking Gu Qichi, the only one to suffer would be the Gu family.

Even Geng Tingxun, upon hearing what he said, couldn’t help but frown. She lectured him sarcastically, telling him to recognize his own status.

Gu Qichi was no longer someone he could compare to.

Furthermore, even though Gu Qichi had blacklisted the entire Gu family and refused to meet with them, Geng Tingxun wasn’t angry. Instead, because of Gu Qichi’s utilization value, she began to like him more and more.

Among that group of wealthy wives, she would constantly open and close her mouth with “My good son Gu Qichi…” to show off her superiority.

But in the past, the person Geng Tingxun never stopped talking about was Gu Yuning…

How could Gu Yuning possibly bear this?

He had lived in the Gu family since childhood, raised in the palm of their hands. He got whatever he wanted and had never suffered such great anger, let alone been treated like this.

What’s more, today he was wearing a suit that took tremendous effort to buy, and the jewelry and accessories on him were all previously sent over by Gu Chengtian and Gu Yuan’an—not at all the popular trends of the current season.

If his manager hadn’t forced him—afraid of offending Editor-in-Chief Yao and causing Gu Yuning to completely lose this massive opportunity—Gu Yuning wouldn’t have been willing to come no matter what.

Night fell, and the cold wind howled, whipping against people’s faces until they stung.

Today’s weather couldn’t be considered good. Perhaps because the air quality had been poor recently, by this hour, the sky had already turned a hazy gray, and the suspended particles in the air were clearly visible. The terrible air coupled with his terrible mood caused suppressed emotions to grow wildly in the bottom of Gu Yuning’s heart.

While waiting for his turn, he had originally thought about browsing Weibo for a while to relax, but unexpectedly saw #GuQichiGodOfEntertainmentRedCarpets# directly dominating the top of the trending list. Not only was the real-time public square flooded with praise, but the number of Gu Qichi’s Weibo fans was rising at a visible rate.

Why was it that Gu Qichi could win everyone’s affection without doing anything?

And yet he, who had painstakingly plotted all this from the very beginning, still failed…

He was unwilling to accept it. How could he possibly be willing?

Was he going to have to live under Gu Qichi’s shadow for the rest of his life?!

This was absolutely impossible. He was clearly the one who had controlled the entire situation from the very start, he was the chosen one. Gu Qichi was the one who was supposed to be the loser…

The howling wind was deafening. At some unknown point, the sky had filled with massive clusters of black clouds pressing together, making the daylight seem even dimmer.

Just as Gu Yuning stepped onto the red carpet, snow began to drift down from the sky. At first, it was just a rustling bit of fine snow, but before long, heavy snow was flying everywhere, falling in clumps.

By the time Gu Qichi went to the restroom for a breather, the scenery outside the window was already covered by scattered white snow. The pure and soft snowy color stretched out under the dim yellow streetlights. It didn’t look like snow, but more like shattered jade flowers.

A thin layer of soft white covered the ground. Gu Qichi felt a stir in his heart and pushed the window open.

The restroom was scented with Editor-in-Chief Yao’s favorite bitter orange fragrance, curling out and leaving a faint scent lingering at the tip of his nose.

But it was immediately blown away without a trace by the incoming cold wind. Between heaven and earth, it seemed only a sheet of crystalline ice and snow remained.

Gu Qichi’s eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyes lowering. Watching the fragmented snow falling into his palm, he was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to have forgotten something.

A very important thing.

The fragmented snow melted in his burning palm, turning into a puddle of snow water. The skin on his palm felt cold and wet.

Luo Qianqian was a bit worried and called out as she guarded him outside: “Teacher Gu?”

Gu Qichi finally snapped back to reality, closed the window again, and only walked out after washing his hands clean at the sink.

The moment he came out, the incandescent lights overhead were dazzlingly bright, contrasting with the hazy snowy scenery outside the window behind him. Luo Qianqian was stunned. She suddenly understood the quote from Teacher Yu Guangzhong that she had copied into her notebook back in her school days—

Between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third kind of supreme beauty.

Gu Qichi—he truly was a supreme beauty.

“Qianqian, what is today’s date on the lunar calendar?”

Gu Qichi’s voice was stagnant, interrupting Luo Qianqian’s wandering thoughts, and he asked with difficulty.

Not expecting Gu Qichi to ask this, Luo Qianqian was a bit confused. After all, everyone used the Gregorian calendar now, and very few people paid attention to the lunar date.

But she still quickly took out her phone, opened the calendar, and scrolled through it: “Teacher Gu, today is Lunar November 14th. It’s also the solar term ‘Major Snow’.”

She looked up out the window, her tone excited: “The wisdom of the ancients is truly wonderful. The solar term is Major Snow, and it really did snow heavily today.”

“Speaking of which, it hasn’t snowed in East City all year. This is the first snow of the year.”

Gu Qichi, however, acted as if he hadn’t heard her, staring chaotically out the window.

November 14th, Major Snow.

It was the first snow in East City.

It was also.

The time Gu Qichi had perished in a sea of fire after every previous rebirth.

He closed his eyes, trying hard to steady the emotions at the bottom of his heart, and let out a very light laugh: “Yes, this is the first snow in East City this year.”

It was also his first year escaping the death ending.

…

Generally speaking, the outfits artists wear on the red carpet and inside the venue are different; everyone usually prepares two sets of formal wear.

Firstly, to have an extra look, and secondly, to secretly compare fashion resources.

The waters of the entertainment industry ran deep, and amidst the surging undercurrents, no one could clearly see what knives were hidden behind anyone’s back.

Gu Qichi was lazy and only willing to wear one outfit out. He couldn’t be bothered to change into a second set.

But Yu Sheng and Gu Yuning, who also came to walk the red carpet, were both currently popular traffic stars. Naturally, they couldn’t lose face, so right after walking the red carpet, they went to the dressing rooms to change into their second outfits.

Given Gu Qichi’s status, he couldn’t have an independent dressing room. But Yu Sheng was an artist heavily promoted by her company, enjoyed excellent treatment, and possessed superb fashion expressiveness. Alla had placed a certain bet on her and didn’t dare to neglect her, preparing a separate dressing room just for Yu Sheng.

And because Gu Qichi had a good relationship with Yu Sheng, he was also invited to rest in her dressing room for a while.

To return to the inner venue from the restroom, he inevitably had to pass by the dressing rooms.

Gu Qichi’s mood wasn’t very high; one could even say he was somewhat lonely.

After all, no one could be happy on their own death anniversary.

Just as he was about to pass Yu Sheng’s dressing room, Gu Qichi suddenly heard the sound of an argument.

The voice was exceptionally familiar.

It was Gu Yuning.

“Yu Sheng, stop putting on an act here. Do you think I don’t know why you spoke up for Gu Qichi? Isn’t it just because you want to use him to climb up the high branch?”

Inside the dressing room, Gu Yuning stood with his arms crossed, looking down at Yu Sheng with bloodshot eyes. His gaze was mocking, and he spoke aggressively: “Since you want to climb the high branch, then why pretend to be pure? Back then when XXX took a fancy to you, I helped you pull some strings, so why did you act like you wanted to die?”

Gu Yuning: “What, was XXX’s branch too low for you to look at?”

Yu Sheng was wearing ten-centimeter stiletto heels. She wasn’t short to begin with, and although she wasn’t as tall as Gu Yuning, her aura was domineering. Coupled with her “villainess” makeup look today, she didn’t yield an inch in the argument, and even showed signs of overpowering Gu Yuning.

Yu Sheng: “Gu Yuning, stop acting like a bitch in front of me! You call that pulling strings? You drugged me!”

Yu Sheng: “If the Gu family wasn’t protecting you, you would have gone to jail a long time ago. How do you still have the face to act crazy with me here?”

Perhaps stimulated by Yu Sheng’s mention of going to jail, Gu Yuning completely threw caution to the wind, tore off his mask, and started cursing loudly: “What are you pretending for? Aren’t you just waiting for Gu Qichi to be kicked out of the Bo family so you can use him to climb into Bo Yu’s bed?”

The door was abruptly pushed open, making a creaking sound.

The surrounding air became dead silent. The assistants of Gu Yuning and Yu Sheng didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, yet afraid the other side would do something vicious, they stared at each other, not daring to relax for a moment.

The people in the dressing room all followed the sound and looked toward the door.

Because he was backlit, the expression on his face couldn’t be seen clearly, but inexplicably, everyone shuddered.

When Gu Qichi stepped closer, everyone realized just how terrible his expression was.

Luo Qianqian was even more panicked. She had been by Gu Qichi’s side for over half a year and had never seen him this angry.

A cold, dead, and suffocating atmosphere exploded in this narrow, cramped space. One could even smell the scent of gunpowder sparks in the air.

Gu Qichi raised his eyes. His voice was low and cold, as if quenched in ice: “Gu Yuning, are you looking for death?”

Originally, the moment he saw Gu Qichi, Gu Yuning was panicked. But upon hearing what Gu Qichi said, his remaining sanity was devoured, and his anger grew like wild vines left untended.

Gu Yuning mocked him with a glance: “Gu Qichi, me looking for death? Isn’t it you who wants me dead?”

Gu Yuning simply couldn’t control himself. The warnings from Gu Chengtian and Geng Tingxun not to provoke Gu Qichi had long been thrown to the back of his mind. The dam of his hatred burst.

He simply decided to smash the cracked pot to pieces.

Anyway, Gu Qichi had deliberately come to see him make a fool of himself.

Gu Yuning started listing things off one by one: “On the variety show, you spoke sarcastically to me and forced me to say in front of the cameras that people like Ye Zhong deserve to die. In private, you contacted Jiang An to snatch away my mentor. That’s one thing, but what, did you serve Bo Yu comfortably in bed?”

His voice grew louder and louder, his breathing heavier and heavier: “I can tolerate all of that. But Gu Qichi, what’s the meaning of having Bo Yu blacklist me in the industry?”

“All my high-luxury endorsements have been dropped, my movie and TV resources were pulled, and even my magazine covers were snatched away.”

“How afraid of me are you?”

Gu Qichi stepped forward, hostility radiating from his body. His gaze swept over Gu Yuning inch by inch, and he suddenly laughed: “Gu Yuning, what kind of thing do you think you are, to be worth me blacklisting you?”

The volume of information in their conversation was too massive. Yu Sheng couldn’t interject at all, only standing to the side, dumbfounded, watching the confrontation between Gu Qichi and Gu Yuning.

“If it isn’t you, who else could it be?!” Gu Yuning started screaming again. He looked completely unlike his usual harmless self; his facial muscles twitched, looking hideous and terrifying. “Every time my manager makes a phone call, the person on the other end says I offended someone. Gu Qichi, who could I possibly offend? Other than you and Bo Yu, who else has the free time to blacklist me, and who else has the power to do it?”

Since he had decided to tear off his mask, the words he spoke didn’t pass through his brain at all.

Gu Yuning’s eyes were full of mockery, his tone disdainful: “Gu Qichi, since you have the guts to make Bo Yu blacklist me, do you not have the guts to think about your future end? Don’t think I don’t know how you and Bo Yu hooked up. Wasn’t it just a one-night stand at the banquet that night…”

With a thud, a crisp, clean punch landed squarely on Gu Yuning’s face, instantly swelling up his left cheek.

Even the words “one-night stand” were scattered by Gu Qichi’s punch.

Unable to withstand the force, Gu Yuning’s head was knocked to the side.

His fair face swelled up high, red and terrifying, and a trace of blood even faintly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

“Gu Yuning, I said, you are looking for death.”

It took a long while before Gu Yuning tremblingly snapped back to his senses. His hand touched his face in disbelief. The anger in his eyes burned, incinerating all reason.

No one had ever dared to hit him.

“Gu Qichi, you dare to hit me?!”

Even his voice was shaking. He completely couldn’t believe this was something the previously cowardly and timid Gu Qichi could do.

He lowered his hand and wanted to rush forward to return the punch. As he advanced, he spoke incoherently: “What, angry from embarrassment because I exposed you?”

“If Bo Yu wasn’t protecting you, you’d be bowing and scraping to me right now, begging me to let a little bit of familial affection slip through my fingers to you.”

Gu Yuning: “Bo Yu isn’t a good person either. Isn’t he just using you for sex?”

Gu Yuning: “Once he’s played with you until you’re ruined and sweeps you out the door, let’s see how you kneel and beg me then!”

He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Gu Qichi grabbed his collar and, relying on brute force, forcefully dragged him up from the ground. With his feet slightly off the floor, Gu Yuning’s face turned completely red.

It was hard to believe that Gu Qichi, who looked so thin and slender, possessed such tremendous strength.

But he didn’t even have the chance to think much. The next second, intense pain swept through his entire body.

Gu Qichi pinned down Gu Yuning’s hands with one hand, and yanked him fiercely downward with the other, simultaneously bending his right knee and aiming a vicious strike right into Gu Yuning’s abdomen.

A painful, muffled groan could be clearly heard escaping from Gu Yuning’s throat, and his face instantly went white.

Gu Yuning struggled to clutch his stomach, but Gu Qichi grabbed his wrists, pressed his head down, and twisted his arms behind his back.

The entire sequence of movements was as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest hesitation, leaving everyone present dazzled.

Yu Sheng, standing right in front of them, couldn’t hold back, spitting out national curses non-stop: “Holy f*ck, awesome.”

But this wasn’t over. After twisting Gu Yuning’s arms behind his back, Gu Qichi aimed for the back of his knee and delivered a forceful kick. In an instant, Gu Yuning let out a bloodcurdling scream and fell miserably to his knees on the floor.

The pain from his abdomen and ribs spread, and the sound of his knees smashing against the marble floor echoed with a loud thud, exceptionally clear in the cramped space.

Applying more force, Gu Qichi yanked his wrists backward, pulling the upper half of Gu Yuning’s kneeling body into a taut, arched curve. Yu Sheng even heard the sound of Gu Yuning’s wrist joint being dislocated by Gu Qichi.

With a crack.

“Ah!” Gu Yuning screamed uncontrollably. Growing up in the lap of luxury, he had never suffered such pain in his life. Tears streamed down his face, messing up the high-end foundation into a chaotic blur, leaving white streaks all over his face.

Gu Yuning: “Let me go! Let me go! Gu Qichi!”

His screams were too sharp and ear-piercing. Gu Qichi frowned, planted a foot dissatisfiedly on his back, and pulled his arms and wrists even further back. The other party’s voice shifted pitch again.

With tears and snot mixing on his face, half of his face swollen high and bloodshot, and the corner of his mouth bruised purple, he looked absolutely nothing like the usual Gu Yuning.

Luo Qianqian widened her eyes, staring blankly in sheer disbelief.

Yu Sheng grabbed her assistant’s hand, her arrogant and glamorous villainess makeup unable to hide the excitement and admiration on her face.

The snow outside the window fell even harder.

The pine and cypress trees by the road were bent under the heavy snow. Unable to bear the weight any longer, after reaching their limit, the entire tree rebounded fiercely. The bent branches straightened up again, causing the accumulated snow to crash to the ground and be scattered by the wind.

The pine and cypress trees closer to the window didn’t have as much snow on them, but the biting cold wind blew the trees swaying side to side, their branches crackling against the windowpanes.

The deathly silence was broken by this commotion. Gu Yuning’s assistant finally snapped back to reality and screamed: “You dare to hit people! Do you know who he is? The young master of the Gu family!”

“Aren’t you going to let him go right now?!”

“If you don’t let him go, I’ll call the police!”

Gu Qichi slowly let go and lifted his eyelids to look at the assistant.

The shape of his peach blossom eyes curved inward and turned up at the outer corners; no matter how one looked at them, they always carried an air of deep affection.

But right now, Gu Qichi’s gaze was indifferent, devoid of a single trace of warmth. His expression was cold, even exhibiting unconcealed disgust.

When Gu Qichi let go, Gu Yuning collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach in agony, his whole body trembling in a ball.

Gu Qichi glanced at Gu Yuning on the floor. His gaze was terrifyingly cold, like a gleaming knife scraping over his entire body, as if he were looking at some worthless rotten meat.

Gu Yuning’s assistant inexplicably felt a chill down his spine, his legs trembling.

He saw the person opposite him curl his lips, speaking with a mocking tone: “Call the police? I am also a young master of the Gu family. You can guess, if you call the police now, which son the Gu family will actually want.”

With Gu Chengtian’s personality, he was currently the precious treasure that held his lifeline. Even if he was the one who struck first, Gu Chengtian wouldn’t hold it against him. He’d even complainingly say, “It’s just kids bumping into each other, Xiao Ning, you are too unreasonable.”

Aside from Luo Qianqian, no one present knew the relationship between Gu Qichi and Gu Yuning.

As soon as these words came out, the other three people’s mouths dropped open. Gu Yuning’s assistant even doubted if his hearing was broken.

Yu Sheng, on the other hand, was completely immersed in her own imagination—

Holy fck, so exciting. What kind of mega-wealthy-family 8 PM soap opera is this?*

Holy fck, are Gu Qichi and Gu Yuning brothers?*

Is today’s content something I’m allowed to hear? Am I worthy of hearing this?

Am I going to be assassinated first thing tomorrow morning?

With all sorts of questions stuck in her chest, Yu Sheng was too excited to speak.

Luo Qianqian was a bit timid. While it was certainly wrong for Gu Qichi to hit someone, Gu Yuning had been the one to run his mouth and provoke him first. There was nothing wrong with Gu Qichi returning an eye for an eye.

But what she was truly worried about was Gu Qichi himself. His state today was just too off, as if he had reverted back to when Luo Qianqian first met him—enveloped in a deathly stillness, lacking any vibrant vitality.

She thought about it again and again, finally switched apps, and in a race against time, sent a WeChat message to Bo Yu.

[Luo Qianqian]: Teacher Bo! Come quickly! Something happened to Teacher Gu!

Gu Yuning was still curled up on the ground in pain. Gu Qichi stepped closer and squatted down halfway.

His stunning features were full of hostility, his entire body seemingly wrapped in a layer of sharp thorns, allowing no one to approach.

“Gu Yuning, I warn you, don’t say anything that slanders Bo Yu again.”

“Otherwise, I will definitely let you know what your end will be.”