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Ji Chi’s seemingly groundless contact with Lu Zhiyuan would naturally raise suspicions. He is nominally Lu Zhiyuan’s exclusive designer, but in reality, he serves as a very effective shield.

Gu Ziyu had just recovered from a serious illness and was still weak. He climbed into bed early. “Mom, are you going back home?”

In his heart, Global was his true home.

Gu Ci nodded. “Mom is busy with classes and won’t stay here. They will take care of you. Mom will come over every day to have dinner with you.”

“Dad hasn’t come back yet?”

Seeing Gu Ci’s sad expression, Gu Ziyu felt a pang of sympathy. He didn’t know how to comfort her. Gu Ziyu’s understanding of relationships was still blank; he hadn’t grasped the complexities of romantic entanglements.

After putting Ziyu to sleep, Gu Ci bid farewell to the Jiang family and returned to the The Global Sports Center. She looked at the messages on her phone that seemed to have vanished into thin air, her heart heavy. He had been angry for half a month—had his anger subsided?

Gu Ci thought for a moment, then bought a plane ticket for Friday night to fly to Haicheng.

Zhou Jinjin and several classmates were going camping and had invited Gu Ci. She declined and instead boarded the plane to Haicheng, landing there at eleven in the evening.

By the time she reached the hotel, it was already early morning.

After a good night’s sleep, when the sky was beginning to brighten, Gu Ci called Lu Zhiyuan, but there was no answer. After hanging up, she dialed Li Jiang’s number.

Li Jiang picked up. “Miss Gu Ci, is there something you need?”

“Where is your training location?”

“Third Young Master is currently training in Haicheng and hasn’t returned home yet.”

“I’m in Haicheng.”

Li Jiang paused.

He wished he could slap himself. He looked cautiously at Lu Zhiyuan, who was on speakerphone. Lu Zhiyuan heard everything clearly, but his expression remained unchanged.

Gu Ci asked, “Where is the training location?”

Li Jiang forced a smile. “Miss Gu Ci, do you need something from Third Young Master?”

Gu Ci said expressionlessly, “Tell your Third Young Master that I’m pregnant!”

*Pfft!!*

Lu Zhiyuan was having breakfast and sprayed his milk everywhere. The phone screen was almost ruined. Gu Ci heard the commotion clearly and asked Lu Zhiyuan, “Should we keep the child? We should at least ask the child’s father.”

Lu Zhiyuan hung up the phone abruptly. Li Jiang looked at Lu Zhiyuan’s furious expression and nearly lost his balance, almost falling to his knees. “Third Young Master, I swear this is slander, absolute slander. Third Master cannot possibly have any relations with Miss Gu Ci…”

A teacup shattered in the living room. The phrase “go to bed” was dancing on Li Jiang’s lips but never made it out.

“Do you follow him around Lu Zhiyuan raged. Veins stood out on his forehead. “How do you know what they did at night?”

Lu Zhiyuan hated that he didn’t have Third Master’s memories!

These days, he had been miserable. He was in Haicheng for training, young and full of energy, enduring intensified exercises, expending his surplus strength every day. He feared he might act impulsively and do something irreparable.

Gu Ci loved Third Master, a fact that drove him crazy!

Years of unrequited love had become a joke.

They both had the same face, so why did Gu Ci love Third Master and not him?

This irrational thought gnawed at his heart like a snake bite. Jealousy transformed him, and he couldn’t control his malicious thoughts. He wanted to kill Third Master.

This body could only have one owner!

“Third Young Master, do you want to meet Miss Gu Ci?”

“No!” Lu Zhiyuan was afraid he might lose control and do something terrifying. He started rewing the car engine aggressively.

The weather in Haicheng is changeable. In the afternoon, a dark cloud brought gloomy rain. The drizzling autumn rain accompanied by cold wind chilled people to the bone. Outdoor car racing had to be replaced with indoor training.

Lu Zhiyuan’s mood matched the weather’s gloominess.

Li Jiang rushed over, his face anxious. “Third Young Master, Miss Gu Ci is waiting for you. 1 tried to persuade her, but she won’t leave!”

“Who told her?” Lu Zhiyuan frowned, sweat dripping into his eyes. He seemed like a dormant beast, brimming with aggression.

“Third Young Master, Miss Gu Ci came on her own.” Li Jiang lamented, “Our training base is public information.”

“Let her do as she pleases!”

Li Jiang wanted to persuade further, but Lu Zhiyuan glared at him, causing Li Jiang to step aside.

Lu Zhiyuan was doing pull-ups, his core muscles incredibly strong. Sweat dripped from his hair down to his neck, soaking his T-shirt. After half an hour of pull-ups, he moved on to weight training, lifting iron, releasing his energy limitlessly. Li Jiang felt exhausted just watching, but Lu Zhiyuan seemed unfazed. Li Jiang glanced at the increasingly dense drizzle outside, his cold sweat dripping down.

Two hours later.

“Did she leave?” Lu Zhiyuan asked coldly.

“Third Young Master, Miss Gu Ci stood in the rain for three hours.” Waited an hour for you and then endured your two-hour training. This fine rain is chilling; her bones might be frostbitten.

Lu Zhiyuan was taken aback. “Why didn’t you say that earlier?”

“I… I… I did say it!”

A gust of wind blew by, and Li Jiang saw Lu Zhiyuan running outside. He slapped his forehead. Oh right, he had said Miss Gu Ci was waiting, but he hadn’t mentioned she was waiting in the rain.

He had been careless.

Not thorough enough!

Haicheng’s autumn was truly cold and dreary. Gu Ci stood in the rain, feeling the cold wind penetrating her bones. She had a slight tendency for self-infliction. She could have stood under the eaves, but she chose to remain in the rain.

She recalled the rainy night from her previous life when she had promised to marry Lu Zhiyuan.

In truth, she had never understood why Lu Zhiyuan wanted to marry her. Even after marriage, while she could sense his affection, she never dared to confirm it. Therefore, Lu Zhiyuan never said he liked her or loved her, and she never dared to express her feelings. Ultimately, she didn’t believe that Lu Zhiyuan could actually like her.

To like someone like her, broken and plain.

Gu Ci grew up with both parents, yet she felt like an orphan. Her father wasn’t affectionate, her mother wasn’t loving. She tried desperately to please everyone, only to be rejected by all. No one loved her.

To like her?

She didn’t dare to think about it!