Xia Zhizhi looked at the diamond necklace inside the box, a cold smile curling at the corners of her lips. He casually used a necklace to brush her off, yet personally bid on a pink diamond crown for his white moonlightNan Yan.
She did not want this kind of heart-wrenching love that had to be paid for even at the cost of death.
“Gu Jingshen, I already said it. Our engagement doesn’t count. I will not marry you.”
“Xia Zhizhi, how long are you going to keep making a scene?”
Gu Jingshen’s expression carried a faint hint of displeasure. “If you don’t like me seeing Nan Yan, I won’t see her anymore in the future.”
Xia Zhizhi swept him with a mocking glance. “That pink diamond crown you went out of your way to auction off probably hasn’t even been delivered yet, right? If you don’t hurry and chase after her, you won’t get the chance to give it today.”
Today was also Nan Yan’s birthday.
Gu Jingshen froze for a moment, then his brows furrowed. “You had someone follow me?”
Xia Zhizhi did not answer him. Instead, she suddenly thought of something. “Gu Jingshen, if Nan Yan divorced Mo Jinchuan, would you marry her?”
Gu Jingshen was momentarily stunned by the question.
He had once loved Nan Yan, but now, as he looked at Xia Zhizhi’s cold and stubborn face, he could not understand why his heart wavered on this question.
After a long silence, Gu Jingshen slowly spoke. “No. We are getting married soon.”
Xia Zhizhi said: “So you went to your fiancée’s birthday banquet to give your ex-girlfriend a birthday gift?”
Gu Jingshen explained: “She used to hold birthday banquets every year. This year, no one is with her, and she doesn’t even have family anymore. I just wanted to give her a gift she likes.”
Xia Zhizhi was speechless. A person who indulged in self-moved delusion and refused to wake up could not be reasoned with. On the surface, he said he would not meet his ex-girlfriend, yet in his heart he pitied her and still carefully prepared a birthday gift.
No wonder he was the male lead of a tragic romance story.
Xia Zhizhi turned and called out to an auction house staff member. “Go, help me sell this necklace. Transfer the money to my card. Keep ten thousand as your errand fee.”
“Xia Zhizhi!” Gu Jingshen’s expression changed slightly. Selling the gift he gave right in front of him.
It was somewhat too ungrateful.
Xia Zhizhi said: “What? The necklace you gave me—do you also get to decide whose neck I wear it on? Then don’t give it at all.”
Gu Jingshen said nothing with a dark face. Xia Zhizhi had not been like this at the beginning. When did she suddenly start hating him? Or was this just a tactic to play hard to get?
The auction house staff held the hot potato-like necklace, unsure whether to leave or stay.
“Young Master Gu, should this be sold, or taken back?”
In truth, she was hoping Young Master Gu would act like an overbearing CEO and wave his hand grandly, saying: “How could something I gave be taken back?”
Hehe, at least that would mean an errand fee.
“I gave it away; how could I let someone else wear it?” Gu Jingshen took back the gift box and left in anger.
He planned to go back and coax Xia Zhizhi later, then put the necklace on her himself.
The auction house staff looked at his empty hands: “……”
This really didn’t match the domineering CEO novels.
In novels, CEOs would rather throw things away than take them back, so why was reality so stingy?
Half-mountain villa.
Mo Jinchuan and Nan Yan had just arrived home when the butler hurried in right behind them. “President Mo, um… Madam’s sweetheart has arrived. Should we let him in?”
“Cough!”
Nan Yan nearly spat out the water she had just drunk.
She subconsciously asked: “Uncle Chen, who did you say???”
She did not remember this “Lu Jing Shen” coming to Half-Mountain Villa at night in the original plot.
“Madam, your sweetheart, Gu Jingshen.” The old butler adjusted his glasses and answered seriously.
Nan Yan: “……”
She looked at the neatly dressed, rigid old butler and could not help correcting him. “…Uncle Chen, it’s Gu Jingshen.”
“Oh, sorry Madam, I remembered wrongly. It is your sweetheart, Gu Jingshen.”
Nan Yan: “……”
She almost wanted to slap herself. The correction was wrong too. Was it even a name issue?
No wonder she was always a vicious female supporting character—her brain really was not working properly.
Saying “my sweetheart” in front of her legal husband—was that appropriate? Was it appropriate? Was it appropriate?
Before awakening, she might have been happy. But after awakening, she only felt embarrassment.
Nan Yan drank water to hide her awkwardness, carefully glancing at Mo Jinchuan’s expression.
Mo Jinchuan did not seem bothered. Instead, he looked at her with a half-smile. “Madam, should we let your sweetheart in?”
“Cough! Cough!” Nan Yan choked even harder.
…Was this really Mo Jinchuan? Wasn’t he supposed to be a cold, abstinent, big villain? Why was he suddenly doing this face-to-face provocation?
“What? Madam is so excited hearing your sweetheart has arrived?”
Mo Jinchuan pressed his tongue against his inner cheek as he smiled, but his eyes were dark as ink.
“I’m not excited, not excited.” Nan Yan waved her hands like a windmill, full of survival instinct.
She finally understood—Mo Jinchuan was mocking her.
“No need to let him in. I’ll go out and take a look myself.”
Nan Yan set down her cup and fled the awkward atmosphere.
Under the dim streetlights, Gu Jingshen leaned against a black sports car, staring at something in his hand, lost in thought.
“Damn system, why is Gu Jingshen here? Was this in the original plot?”
【Congratulations, host. Through the system’s relentless effort, its functions have been upgraded slightly and some plot content has been added for you.】
Nan Yan: “……Thank you so much. I wish you a quick death and reincarnation.”
system: 【……The system cannot die, only collapse.】
【Triggering plot—】
【Accept the birthday gift from Gu Jingshen and happily hug him.】
Nan Yan: “……Is Mo Jinchuan going to see this?”
The system proudly responded: 【Yes.】
Nan Yan: “……”
The author was really treating her like she was Japanese.
Since she supposedly loved Gu Jingshen, why did she marry on impulse? Wasn’t that just a stupid supporting character blindly pushing the plot forward?
Because she was defined as a vicious female supporting character, a background role.
But in this world, no one was born a supporting character, and no one could decide who was one.
Even a novel could not. Within a story, she was still a soul with flesh, blood, and her own stance.
A supporting character could also become the protagonist of her own life.
Nan Yan looked at the man in the blue suit wearing silver-rimmed glasses, gentle and refined.
Gu Jingshen was completely different from Mo Jinchuan. Since childhood, he had been raised with strict discipline, courteous and warm like jade.
But he was emotionally unclear, a flirtatious “central air conditioner” type of man.
He was also wearing a blue-toned couple outfit with Xia Zhizhi, yet came here to find his white moonlight ex-girlfriend.
He really was busy.
Gu Jingshen saw Nan Yan and handed her the gift. “Ah Yan, birthday gift. I saw the pink diamond crown you liked at the auction, so I bought it for you.”
Nan Yan opened the box. The sparkling crown shimmered brilliantly under the light. She had indeed said before that she liked pink diamonds.
But that was in the past. Now, she liked money.
An orphan needed money to survive.
If one day she managed to break the system, she would still need money to escape this city and travel freely.
“How much was this?” Nan Yan weighed the crown casually in her hand and asked.
Gu Jingshen: “……”
His temple vein twitched at the word “money.”
“You’re not thinking of selling it too, are you?”
Nan Yan did not even look up. “Ah, yes.”