‘s live stream went viral.
Huanying was a means of controlling her.
Whenever she even thought about escaping from Huanying, Qin Hai could sense it immediately.
But she couldn’t tell Gu Jingchen any of this.
The Gu family wanted a stable, obedient daughter-in-law, not someone who could bring trouble at any moment.
“What are you thinking about? Why are you silent?” Gu Jingchen asked, holding her waist with one hand.
“Just now you said I only have to do what I want, is that true?” Qin Mingzhu quickly hid her emotions and slyly looked up at him.
She had just dug herself a glaring trap.
Gu Jingchen was in a good mood. His large, knuckled hand ran through her hair as he asked, “What do you want to say?”
“If I don’t work, will you earn money for me to spend?” she asked, pressing herself obediently against his palm and rubbing against it like a cat.
Gu Jingchen’s entire focus zeroed in on the softness under his hand.
He lowered his gaze and hummed in response.
“That’s great!”
Qin Mingzhu suddenly flipped upright, almost bumping into his chin.
She had been worried that her shopping spree today had been a bit too extravagant, all charged to Gu Jingchen’s card.
“What did you buy today?” Gu Jingchen asked, a bad feeling creeping into his chest.
“Some clothes.”
That wasn’t too bad.
Gu Jingchen relaxed slightly until Qin Mingzhu sheepishly added:
“And some shoes.”
She glanced at him and continued:
“Bags.”
Gu Jingchen, tired of listening to her rattle off item by item, pulled out his phone to check the transactions.
The more he scrolled, the darker his expression grew.
He scrolled for a full five minutes and still hadn’t reached the top.
Qin Mingzhu dutifully massaged his shoulders and offered a sheepish smile. “Maybe you shouldn’t check anymore?”
Counting everything would be a hassle.
Gu Jingchen tilted his head. “You went to restock, didn’t you?”
“Oh Dear husband, you’re so annoying. I wasn’t being that ambitious,” Qin Mingzhu said shyly, pushing him gently.
“This month’s card is revoked,” Gu Jingchen said coldly, putting away his phone.
And the month was only halfway through!
Qin Mingzhu clutched her chest in distress. “I even had a beauty appointment scheduled for next week!”
Gu Jingchen expressionlessly said, “Reschedule it.”
Qin Mingzhu’s heart shattered into pieces.
She pouted angrily. “You just said you’d earn money for me to spend!”
“I never said all of it was for you,” Gu Jingchen said with a smirk, flicking a secondary card between his fingers. “There’s still a million left on it. You better spend wisely.”
A million sounded like a lot, but Qin Mingzhu still had at least three tea parties to attend in the latter half of the month. Wealthy women would inevitably compare themselves, and spending would flow like water.
She decided to reduce her outings.
No outings meant no spending.
But staying home also meant being constantly around Aunt Li.
What shocked Qin Mingzhu most was that, even after the unpleasant incident a few days ago, Aunt Li still dared to bring her son over.
“Miss Qin, last time it was my fault,” Aunt Li said, holding her son Li Chengming, her tone as cold and detached as ever. “But my son hasn’t found a suitable place to stay, so I’ll trouble you for another week.”
Aunt Li usually lived in the villa. Now that her son had come, she had to rent another place specifically.
Qin Mingzhu pondered the apology and smiled thoughtfully. “Aunt Li, Gu Jingchen must have spoken to you, right?”
“Yes, I’m old and foolish. I actually thought my position in Mr. Gu’s heart could compete with yours,” Aunt Li said, her wrinkled eyelids gleaming, lips curling disdainfully.
“I won’t dare overstep again. Otherwise… I might not even keep my job!”
She wobbled as she walked to the kitchen to handle the ingredients.
Li Chengming imitated her, pouting and speaking sarcastically, “We can’t mess with rich people, or they could hurt us and use our jobs as leverage!”
Qin Mingzhu raised an eyebrow. “Say that one more time?”
The little brat immediately shrank back to Aunt Li.
She realized that Li Chengming only bullied the weak and feared the strong.
In short, a quick spanking would solve it.
Bored, Qin Mingzhu took out her phone and started a live stream.
She always spoke about whatever happened. Some fans noticed her background had changed and asked if she had moved rooms.
Qin Mingzhu nodded without hiding anything. “Yes, I’m married now. This room is for streaming.”
After learning she was married, fans flooded the chat with question marks.
In less than ten minutes, she lost over a hundred thousand male followers.
The reason: she hadn’t hinted at it, and such a sudden marriage made fans feel disrespected.
“It’s not that I didn’t want to tell you. I just… had a flash marriage too,” Qin Mingzhu said innocently, hugging her knees and curling up.
She was gorgeous; her snow-white plush pajamas made her look like a lively snow bunny. The live chat quickly attracted a wave of new followers.
They asked about her husband’s financial status, and Qin Mingzhu smiled, turning the camera to show her room.
Wow, this interior design is unreal…
Not unreal it’s billionaire level! If the painting on the wall isn’t a fake, it’s worth hundreds of millions!!
Uh, probably a replica.
Qin Mingzhu’s eyes curved. “Hmm, I don’t know much about paintings, but there’s no fake here at my house.”
Are you serious?
Whatever, now you’re also setting up a rich persona. Boring.
Qin Mingzhu waved lazily, “Bye-bye.”
The departing viewers, however, rebelled and demanded to see the painting again.
She lazily turned the camera.
…Can I say something? Looks real.
Someone upstairs knows art.
Before the new year, I went to an auction with my master. If this painting is real, could the blogger’s flash-married husband be the big shot GJC??
What’s with the abbreviation? Isn’t the full name illegal?
GJC is Gu Jingchen. When you mention the business circle, he’s the first to come to mind.
The chat erupted with speculation. Qin Mingzhu glanced and broke out in a cold sweat.
Were these people all reincarnated Sherlock Holmeses?
Just from one painting, they guessed her flash-married husband was Gu Jingchen?
She had no idea what impact this might have on Gu Jingchen…
Flustered, she hurriedly ended the stream and pressed her hands to her chest, praying it wouldn’t go viral.
It wasn’t her fault for overthinking she had been reckless and outspoken in her youth, ending up on blacklists and trending for saying things like, “That female celebrity isn’t even half as pretty as me,” attracting trolls even before entering the entertainment industry.
If she went viral again, the hard-earned calm in her comment sections would likely explode.
Qin Mingzhu anxiously waited until evening, and when she saw the top trending headline, her heart finally sank.
#MillionFollowersFemaleStreamer’sHusbandTurnsOutToBeGuJingchen#
Her palms were drenched in sweat as she clicked the link.
To her shock, the first video was the one from the day she had an argument with Lin Zhi at the hair salon!