As she stepped out of the elevator, Mu Congya paused slightly. This floor only housed Gu Nanshen’s office, so that woman had come out of Gu Nanshen’s office?
Mu Congya frowned slightly and, after walking into the office, asked Gu Nanshen directly, “Who was that just now?”
Gu Nanshen had probably guessed that she’d run into Wen Ting. He didn’t explain, only saying, “A friend.”
Mu Congya narrowed her eyes slightly. “She’s the friend you were going to confess to last night? Didn’t it work out? You’re not being a good brother—you didn’t even introduce her to me.”
Hearing this, Gu Nanshen could only lament his misfortune inwardly.
Two nights ago, Mu Congya had come to him in a hurry.
“I heard you were planning to confess to me on Qixi Festival? Gu Nanshen, don’t you dare mess around—I have someone I like!”
Gu Nanshen felt as if he’d been struck by lightning.
He had never known that Mu Congya had someone she liked. To save face, he could only say awkwardly, “Yes… but you heard wrong. The person I want to confess to isn’t you.”
“Oh, I misunderstood then. Thank goodness, thank goodness—I’ve always thought of you as a brother! As long as it’s not me, we’re good.” Mu Congya breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually, “So who is it that you like?”
Gu Nanshen asked her in return, “What about you? Who do you like?”
“Li Jin.” Mu Congya’s expression radiated brilliance.
“Come on, tell me—was it that woman just now?” Mu Congya’s voice pulled Gu Nanshen back from his memories of two days ago.
He nodded.
He wanted to see if there was even a trace of displeasure in Mu Congya’s expression.
There wasn’t.
“Ooh, nice taste!”
Gu Nanshen’s expression carried a hint of dejection. “By the way, why did you come to find me?”
Mu Congya sighed. “Don’t even mention it. I just went to the Li Corporation under the pretext of delivering documents for my dad.”
Gu Nanshen’s face stiffened. “You saw Li Jin? Isn’t that a good thing.”
“It’s good, but I saw teeth marks and a hickey on his neck. I’ve investigated everything about Li Jin—he doesn’t have a girlfriend. So where did those marks come from? And that woman actually dared to bite him? Ugh… I’m so troubled.”
Hearing this, Gu Nanshen couldn’t hide the smile in his eyes.
Well, well!
Who did that?
Well done!
That evening, at her small villa, Wen Ting received the items sent by the N.S director. Several people neatly arranged new-season bags, clothes, jewelry, and other items in her walk-in closet.
Every woman loves luxury brands, and Wen Ting was no exception. The anger that had been building all day finally subsided somewhat.
After enjoying a comfortable bath, the young miss dressed herself up meticulously, chose a low-key Mercedes from the garage, and headed to the old estate.
In the quiet, spacious villa, Wen Ting parked the car and ran into Gu Yuan, who had just arrived at the old estate.
Gu Yuan was Wen Ting’s cousin. While her clashes with Gu Nanshen were just verbal sparring, her relationship with this cousin was genuinely antagonistic.
Since childhood, apart from looks, Gu Yuan had surpassed Wen Ting in every way.
She had excellent grades, was sensible and well-behaved, never caused trouble, and had even founded her own company by now.
Wen Ting, on the other hand, had a terrible temper and caused trouble at school every other day. Now at twenty-two, she had never earned a single cent, spending her days swiping the Gu family’s card and living carefree.
The two glanced at each other, neither saying a word, and walked into the living room.
Elder Gu had only two sons. Gu Yuan’s parents had passed away in a car accident when she was young. As for Wen Ting’s parents…
After Gu Ye took over the company, they had abandoned the vast family business and were now living it up in some unknown country.
The four of them, along with the two elders, sat around the dining table.
Grandma Gu held Gu Yuan’s hand, showering her with warm concern.
Wen Ting wasn’t neglected either—Grandma might not approve of her, but Grandpa doted on her!
“Tingting, it’s only been a few days and you’ve gotten thinner again. Eat more!”
“Okay, Grandpa.” Wen Ting flashed a sweet smile.
Just then, Grandma Gu asked out of nowhere, “Didn’t you say you were going to audition for some drama earlier? How did it go?”
“I got the time wrong and missed the audition.” Wen Ting picked at her rice, responding casually.
Grandma Gu narrowed her eyes slightly. Sensing the atmosphere turning tense, Elder Gu quickly interjected, “Alright, alright, let’s eat. Why talk about work during a meal?”
But Grandma Gu wasn’t about to let it go. “Can’t you learn from your cousin? Why must you follow in your mother’s footsteps and get into that entertainment circle? That industry is such a mess—if something happens, you’ll need your two brothers to clean up after you behind the scenes.”
Hearing this, Wen Ting’s expression instantly turned cold.
Wen Ting’s mother had once been a singer famous across the country—though that was in the past. Now she was completely absorbed in traveling with her father.
Grandma Gu had always disapproved of Wen Ting’s mother’s background, but she couldn’t go against her son’s wishes. Fortunately, the mother had given birth to two outstanding sons, which eased the mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationship somewhat.
As for Wen Ting’s temperament, Grandma Gu had turned a blind eye—until a few days ago when Wen Ting returned from studying abroad and declared she wanted to enter the entertainment industry…
Gu Ye and Gu Nanshen were just about to say something when Wen Ting slammed her chopsticks down on the table. The little princess had blown up again!
“I’ve already told you—I can make a name for myself in this industry on my own!”
“I don’t need anyone’s help! If something happens, I can handle it myself.”
With those cold, indifferent words, Wen Ting stood up, pulled back her chair, grabbed her bag from the sofa, and walked out the door.
“Sigh… you—look at that temper! I only said a few words! The way you all spoil her, she’s gotten completely out of hand.” Grandma Gu was so angry her head ached.
Gu Yuan and Elder Gu quickly moved to comfort her.
Gu Ye got up and chased after her.
Outside, it was raining, just as Yan Qing had said yesterday.
“Tingting.” Gu Ye hurried over.
Wen Ting’s face was expressionless. “Big Brother, go back inside. I’m not eating anymore.”
Gu Ye helplessly ruffled her hair. “Don’t take Grandma’s words to heart. Do whatever you want—Big Brother will always have your back.”
“Mm.”
“The rain’s getting heavier. Be careful on the road.”
Wen Ting nodded, opened the car door, and sat in the driver’s seat. Under Gu Ye’s doting gaze, she drove away.
She felt restless inside.
Growing up, Wen Ting had never accomplished anything—her grades were at the bottom of the class, and she was always causing trouble at school. But her privileged family meant she never had any real worries.
It wasn’t until she returned to the country a year ago that Gu Yuan mocked her.
“Wen Ting, without your brothers and parents, without the Gu family, you’re nothing.”
Wen Ting had wanted to refute Gu Yuan’s words, but she couldn’t find the words to do so.
Because what she said was the truth.
Entering the entertainment industry wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision to prove herself.
It was what Wen Ting had always dreamed of since childhood. She wanted to be like her mother—standing before the spotlight, shining brightly.
But the Gu family all thought she was just playing around.
No one understood her.
Everyone thought she would only stir up a pile of trouble, and although, the truth did seem to be exactly that.
Wen Ting let out a sigh.